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The Infinities I am glad the universe is finite. Otherwise causes would just spread out indefinitely, and have no effects. The slightest emotional spat leaves me exhausted. Things are too contained, and there is no infinity for things to disperse into. In terms of psychological states, infinities are the ideas, the absolutes. Forgiveness, truth, goodness. Perfectly realised, they are the perpetual motion machines that bear bad vibes away. Sadly the universe we live in is finite. [previous] |