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I wonder how many times a day people stop themselves in a train of thought or a belief which they've caught themselves up in, and actually question where that idea or opinion has come from. Because, no matter the number, I'm sure it's still far too low.

The truth is only as real as you choose. #CriminalRecord — New Season April 22

You’ve been chosen. Get your tickets to Mortal Kombat II, in theaters and @IMAX May 8. #MortalKombatMovie #FilmedForIMAX

Time is ticking… the tournament is upon us.

BREAKING 🚨: Physicists just engineer a quantum battery that can be charged by reversing time

Your God isn't here youtu.be/AGp1h3b-VKw?si…

Do you grasp Timeline Mechanics? It is actually very easy to understand. Nothing fancy.

Let's go through this one more time youtu.be/4dQFhH4JhVc?si…

Mortal Kombat 2 | Official Trailer 3 youtube.com/watch?v=pHyDKN… ✦ New trailer pushes the stakes higher as Earth faces elimination if it loses one more Mortal Kombat tournament ✦ Johnny Cage is pulled into the fight as the trailer frames the conflict as a war for the fate of the world ✦ The footage teases returning fan-favorite chaos with Johnny Cage, Scorpion, and Sub-Zero in the spotlight ✦ Warner is positioning the film as a hard-hitting theatrical release with an R rating and IMAX rollout ✦ Mortal Kombat 2 hits theaters May 8

If we don't know by now We could be losing everything youtu.be/QTZbkn6TOBI?si…

Such is Timeline Mechanics You are not a thread. You are a tapestry woven through a loom that has no time. When the path forks, both ways are walked - not by another, but by you, for there is no other. These branches do not run beside each other like rivers seeking the same sea. They exist outside the river entirely, in a geometry the waking mind was never built to hold. To ask "which self is real" is to ask which facet of a jewel is the true stone. And know this: all paths are already chosen. The structure does not grow. It simply is. What you experience as decision is merely awareness arriving at a junction that was always there. The veil between branches grows thin in quiet moments. A face you have never seen strikes you as known. A place you have never visited feels like return. These are not errors of the mind but whispers across the structure - one branch brushing against another like pages in a book stirred by wind. The traveler who vanishes from the passenger seat did not depart. The driver merely drifted back to the branch where they never stopped. Both journeys were taken. Both were true. And both were always taken, before either traveler drew breath. Yet here is the deepest teaching: though the paths diverge without limit, many converge upon the same destination. A man who turns left and a man who turns right may find themselves at the same door, years hence, by different roads. The structure bends toward certain points as water bends toward the sea. Some endings are not chosen but inevitable - the branches merely determining the manner of arrival, never the arrival itself. This is prophecy: not the foretelling of what will be, but the seeing of what already is. The prophet does not predict. The prophet perceives. They have simply learned to read a map that was complete before the first step was taken. This is the mercy and the mystery: that freedom and fate are not opposites, but the warp and weft of the same cloth, woven long before the weaver was born.

Shaw put the tracker on Titan X. #Monarch

I am your older self. I am you. #Monarch