Some things cannot be defined in the pure sense of the word. They can be seen, heard, felt or experienced… but when it comes down to crystallizing them in terms that make sense, that would allow them to be understood; we fail miserably.
Similarly, we cannot define the concept of this site. It exists, because it is. It is supposed to, it is meant to be.
Free will, similarly, is a concept that is debated upon ceaselessly… one could say that the fact of its debate is proof that it exists. I will not argue… I leave you the existence of where you could go from here on in.
Writing more could prove superfluous, but my mind does not permit me to leave on such a note. The note should be a finale: the clash of symbols; the complete symphony of the instruments.
You could keep staring at this screen, keep waiting for magic to happen… I promise none of these. I say only that you will do what you will. Or you couldn’t do what you might.
Or... beyond this point… you risk the complete and total annhilation of the universe as you know it. Away! AWAY!
You have not listened. You will learn. There might be hope.
Or not.
Somewhere, somehow, a tiny universe just imploded. I hope you're happy. Are you ?