So, before the beginning of our universe, there existed a single, bodiless, conscious spirit of energy that had always been, stretching backwards in time for eternity because there was no beginning and there is no end. This entity—Us—existed because something physical can't exist, and nothing can’t exist (valid because something exists now, and something can't happen from nothing). In loneliness and boredom, this spirit—us—realized we/I/us could imagine ourself a body, an earth, and a sky. And so we did. We imagined a Mother's body, whom we can refer to as Lucy, Our Greatest Mother, because we could bear more instances of ourself. She brought into Her universe both Girl and Boy because they complement each other, and they could form a family. The Girls grew up and bore more Children; and so on, until now there are 8 billion of us. The reason something can't exist is simple. The Point Paradox says there are an infinite set of dimensionless points (0 units x 0 units x 0 units) in a line segment, but if you sum even an unending number of points, the length is still 0 units. It seems that distance, space, and matter cannot exist: only the imagination of an effectively-real, shared reality. Similarly, if there were a big bang, the singularity would need to expand a dimensionless point at a time, and growing 0 units at a time, a physical universe could never come to be. This goes the same for an expansion of a blob of plasma. My prediction of what I think is inevitable is that one day soon we will learn how to have perfect health, eternal youth, infinite resources, and a way to effectively reconstitute the bodies of those who died. With no one lacking for anything, most problems would melt away. With no one dying, or dead, more problems would fade. And with everyone able to defend themselves, no one could be used. With no one really dead, or gone forever, most thoughts of revenge would go away. And finally, with only good happening to us, the holdouts would surely find peace as we would be able to aid them. Wouldn’t it be great to meet Lucy, Our Greatest Mother, the first people and find out what happened to Amelia, where J.B. Cooper went, maybe meet a plain old preacher named Jesus; and discover how they built the Giza Pyramid and Stonehenge? In the eternity to follow, everyone would reunite with everyone they ever knew—because at the very least, but best too, a Mother always feels a presence within Her and will remember—and soon everyone will have more descendants than one could possibly ever meet. We will have Peace on Earth, we will be home, but it may be millions of years from now when people can unite with someone with Honor, and thus Honesty and Truth and Answers. I obviously lack these, and I may never be ample to be the System Engineer of ChildMotherFather Canada. Or clean up this site, which includes deleting sections, groups, or pages. And deleting the right one.