@Theaetetus,
It occurs to me that by eternal recurrence we have all participated in this thread billions upon billions, in fact infinitely many, times before.
It does produce an eerie feeling. An extreme deja vu. Has anyone said this yet on this thread I mean besides me a kajillion times before?
I think the nature of time has a lot to do with what we're talking about.
It makes time less ephemeral. It makes time more dense. It makes time almost solid. It almost transmutes time into a fourth spacial dimension.
Reality seems more real. More important.
For a split second the thought of eternal recurrence is unbearable and crushingly heavy.
But why should this thought be so crushingly heavy? The thinker and his/her thoughts have also been made just as heavy and just as diamond hard by the eternal recurrence. Just as eternally real. Just as important. Just as absolute and just as indestructible.
Is fate more absolute than my decision? But my decision is infinite. It has no boundary. It is outside of time.
To make a decision is to step outside of fate.
To make a decision is to step outside of time.
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