There is nothing beyond the border.

There is eternal darkness, and there is eternal bliss.
They are the same thing.

Do this for me:
Go outside, tilt your neck, and look straight up.

What do you see?
the sky, and maybe some clouds. The point is, you can't tell where the sky ends.

Okay, now look left, right, and down.
You can only see so far, can't you?

The point is, we are like a child's toy, thrown to the bottom of a box, and the lid is open, but we can't get out.

Sure we've gotten close, but what's beyond that?
Let me reiterate...

There is nothing beyond the border.

Do you understand?

Good.

Now, go back and tell the others.

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