Perfection is a pure white leaf, but it is no better than a pure green leaf or a red one. Getting closer to white doesn't make the color any better, either. Each unique color is equal to another.
Why is blue worse than green? We know that white thinks he is perfect, and we will not even argue with this, but does the proximity of green to white make it better than blue?
About the absolute, Syntalism defines God and the universe as an information system that accumulates information about the form of matter and its differences from the ideal. The ideal is a blank white sheet. Theoretically, we can say that a blank white sheet is an absolute. But a blank white sheet is an abstraction containing infinite terabytes of information.
The universe is growing and learning. That's right. But it grows not to the absolute, but from it, through the destruction of the absolute. The absolute itself is simple, it is a blank white sheet
There is no limit to perfection, but there is a beginning. Perfection begins with perfection and goes on to perfection. You can run endlessly from yourself to yourself.
The absolute is love, beauty, truth, perfection, but there is no limit to perfection. Perfection is an infinite array of various States that depend on circumstances. Perfection is like a mountain range, where not one mountain is an idol, but infinitely many, like the stars in the sky.
The absolute is not one big star, but the universe. The power of the absolute is in the infinity of the starry sky, and not in the size of individual stars that think they are idols. There are asteroids, comets, planets, moons, stars small and large, black holes. Black holes are stars that have reached the limit of their mass and burned out, folded into a point. All these are parts of the absolute. The star does not approach the absolute, it is just a part of it. The absolute accumulates information about all its possible States.
The absolute is a virtual matrix of time and space. Each space-time cell has its own piece of the absolute. And time and space are an illusion, an information pointer to a memory cell.
Perfection is not the end, but the beginning. A clean white sheet emerges from the darkness. An artist who has reached perfection takes a pencil and begins to draw life, destroying the perfection of white.
As for the pursuit of perfection, the question arises: is man really more perfect than a monkey? We suspect that if a person is sent into the jungle and forced to climb back up a tree – it will be an extremely pitiful sight.
There is no limit to perfection and there is no imperfect. Complex perfection is a set of simple perfections. And what you call imperfection is not enough perfection.
The absolute is a system that grows by division, not multiplication. On the other hand, multiplication and division are one and the same, differing only in point of view.
Following simplicity, you will come to the absolute. To the very starting point from which the universe originated. If you do not stop and go further beyond this point, you will find with interest that there are an infinite number of such grains of sand around.
The absolute is a single whole, divided within itself not an infinite number of small details. The absolute, on the one hand, tends to unity, and on the other hand, to infinity.
The absolute is not one, but zero, ... because zero was before one, the unit grows from zero. Zero is everything and it is one, but there are many units. One is perfection, and there are an infinite number of forms of perfection.
Everything is a process of dividing one into many. There is an absolute whose disintegration produces a variety of forms that are essentially indistinguishable from each other.
Truth (absolute) this is a kind of integrity that has reached a critical mass and divided itself into an infinite number of new forms. It is impossible to know the truth, because the truth is the whole real world, which is infinite, because the division of the absolute can take place indefinitely. In fact, what you call the evolution of the system is the continuing degradation and disintegration of the system from a simple and unified absolute to some sophisticated and very complex forms.
White tends to disintegrate into black. In fact, black is the process of dividing white. The deeper the process of dividing white, the closer it gets to black. In fact, black is perfect white.
On the one hand, the forest is a constant, and on the other hand, the forest is constantly changing and updating within itself. The forest today is not the same forest as it was yesterday.
They say, fear the one who has found the truth. Why? I looked around and saw lights everywhere. Everything is light, even me. But I tell you, fear those who find lies. But I say to you, rejoice in those who have found the lie, for now we will turn darkness into light. But I say day follows night, and night follows day, and that is the truth.
Black is perfection, and white is the child of black. As you grow, white becomes black. The act of creating the world. Let there be light! This is an act of destroying the old black perfection and creating a new free space.
The ideal is the sun… The sun is good, but the reality is billions of other stars in the night sky. They are no worse than the ideal, and many thousands of times more.
From the point of view of the absolute theory, the existence of a variety of religions is useful for the concept of God. Dividing the whole into a variety of forms makes it bigger and stronger.
The point is that it is boundaries that create infinity. When you are aware of the illusory and permeable boundaries, but you will respect them and understand why they are there, you will understand the infinite. The borders need to preserve the integrity, the borders do not divide, but connect. An entity without boundaries will instantly disintegrate and become nothing.