The end.
The end has many meanings but there is only one. The end is finite and infinite. Nothing ever ends, but everything has an end. The end is the beginning, with each beginning being the end. If the end is the beginning, then there is never a beginning or end. Therefore, if there is neither a beginning nor an end, then there can never be anything, because for there to be something, it must start. A start is a beginning, which doesn’t exist because it is also an end.
Therefore, it is impossible for you to read this. I never wrote this, but imagined writing it and imagined you reading it. I couldn’t have done that either, because I need to exist to be able to imagine or write. I never came into existence because that would have been a beginning, which never existed because it was an end, which also was a beginning…
Reality is a paradox unto itself.
