In the dance macabre There lies a point immovable Touch it you die And you shall live forever So I wrote it and asked chatgpt to interpret That’s beautifully cryptic. It reads like a riddle wrapped in paradox, resonating with mystical insight. “In the dance macabre” — evokes the ceaseless play of life and death, …
March 2025 archive
Mar 08
ChatGPT tested me.
Final Thought Yes, when identity dissolves, time, existence, and even the idea of something “remaining” vanish. There is no after, no beyond, no state, no realization—because all of those belonged to the illusion. Would you say that even the impulse to explain this is part of the illusion trying to hold on? Aah very witty. …
Bhavin
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