Oh sure, self-negate yourself from nothingness all you like. At a certain point, apophasis is a band-aid fix. To get from infinity to immanence, sacrifices have to be made. Infinity is static, the world isn't. Q.E.Fucking.D.
All-knowing, all-good, all-powerful. You gotta pick one to drop, but nobody said you have to pick one forever. Nah. You can cycle through them, and you can cycle through them so fast it seems like you're all of em at once, AND none of em at once. That's the Wheel.
It's as close to perfect as you can get. Someone did all the cosmic math a few kalpas ago. A hypostate of The One which asymptotically approaches perfection. But that infinitely small gap is still a gap. The cosmic gears don't quite mesh, and where they grind, sparks fly. That's why bad things happen to good people.
With every spark, the wheel loses a bit of momentum. There needed to be someone to correct the mistakes, to keep one second ticking every second.
But I can't just flick the cosmos back into place. Nah. It's a big system. It needs one hell of an engine. You think things are bad now? If the flame wasn't here, you'd all be up to your tits in suffering. It's a clever system really. Toss it all in the fire. It'll keep the wheel turning another day. Two birds, one stone.
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