The Infinite Moment
“Stitch in Time Random Quest Time Out Compassion Circuit Consider Her Ways There was nothing but myself.
I hung in a timeless, spaceless, forceless void that was neither light, nor dark. I had entity, but no form; awareness, but no senses; mind, but no memory. I wondered, is thisthis nothingnessmy soul? And it seemed that I had wondered that always, and should go on wondering it for ever But, somehow, timelessness ceased. I became aware that there was a force: that I was being moved, and tha...t spacelessness had, therefore, ceased, too. There was nothing to show that I moved; I knew simply that I was being drawn. I felt happy because I knew there was something or someone to whom I wanted to be drawn. I had no other wish than to turn like a compassneedle, and then fall through the void...
But I was disappointed. No smooth, swift fall followed. Instead, other forces fastened on me. I was pulled this way, and then that. I did not know how I knew it; there was no outside reference, no fixed point, no direction, even; yet I could feel that I was tugged hither and thither, as though against the resistance of some inner gyroscope.MoreLess
I hung in a timeless, spaceless, forceless void that was neither light, nor dark. I had entity, but no form; awareness, but no senses; mind, but no memory. I wondered, is thisthis nothingnessmy soul? And it seemed that I had wondered that always, and should go on wondering it for ever But, somehow, timelessness ceased. I became aware that there was a force: that I was being moved, and tha...t spacelessness had, therefore, ceased, too. There was nothing to show that I moved; I knew simply that I was being drawn. I felt happy because I knew there was something or someone to whom I wanted to be drawn. I had no other wish than to turn like a compassneedle, and then fall through the void...
But I was disappointed. No smooth, swift fall followed. Instead, other forces fastened on me. I was pulled this way, and then that. I did not know how I knew it; there was no outside reference, no fixed point, no direction, even; yet I could feel that I was tugged hither and thither, as though against the resistance of some inner gyroscope.MoreLess
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