Here then - the after math of meaning. A liftime finished between the space of two frames.

...she still cannot resist looking out the window every couple of minutes. The sound of a passing truck causes her to glance away. Even if there is no sound, the weight of a hundred seconds always turns her head.

You got a death wish, Truant?' Which was the thing that scared me. 'Cause maybe I did.

Losing the possibility of something is the exact same thing as losing hope and without hope nothing can survive.

We all create stories to protect ourselves.

One forgets that one is one. I must try to remember this.

Physics depends on a universe infinitely centred on an equals sign.