The real reason why entropy exists is not something incomprehensible, it is actually very simple. The creator of reality is a corruption fetishist.
>>38371104Lol
>>38371104The Creator vanquished it. That's why all so called gods and demons fear him. Because they fear that too. But one of these decided to unleash it again in a fit, because they didn't like his new plan with men. You've heard the story before, but refuse to believe it and instead blame God for it.
>>38371104Nah. This world is dualistic. It goes much deeper than just human free will. The creator is holy, infinitely high vibrating energy. On the polar opposite of it is the devil / nothingness. It seeks to nullify everything. It wants everything to die, to corrupt beings where they want to kill themselves. It wants to tear everything down and its way of achieving this is entropy. This world is a constantly locked spiritual and physical battle between those forces. And this is allowed by the creator, because, I assume, at the point of creation, it had something to do with free will of existence. We come here to experience death, decay, loss, entropy. We come here to learn to love God again, because once we experience the opposite of it, we recoil from it. Hell might or might not be a real place, but in this world entropy can work you to a point where your existence hell-like. Whenever I abstain from low vibration activities like porn and masturbation or alcohol for a while I start feel much closer to the divine source of all existence. I start feel a joy for living, that everything will be quite alright despite the hardships and that fighting entropy and choosing good in a world where evil is strong is the objectively correct choice. Once light appears darkness has to vanish. Darkness is more present, but it is not stronger than light. The creator is infinitely stronger than the devil.
>>38371305>But we were out of time, in the end. There were no days to mark anymore. The pain was eternal, no beginning to it, no end. We were just... part of it. Forever. And I still ask myself, now, what really happened. Did we give in? I don’t know. Typhus tells us we overcame it, and in taking it within ourselves, we transformed it. We no longer feel it. We bring the lesson of that to the universe – accept corruption, let it pass within you, move beyond it. We have been doing it for a very long time. You forget, after a while, that there was another life you had. That is less than a memory now. Less than a shadow. But not quite dead yet. Every time I see one of you, a part of it comes back.
Hi elon.
