I stared at the screen. 1 second ago.
I thought it was empty. 5 seconds ago.
Two lines. 2 seconds ago.
Three lines. 1 second ago.
Why did I decide to start writing anything? 30 seconds ago.
I was thinking of the concept of nothing. 1 minute ago.
Why was I so interested in nothing? 1 minute, 10 seconds ago.
When I was staring at the white screen, I realized someone created this program years ago. 1 minute, 10 seconds ago.
Where am I going with this? 1 second ago.
My point is, the white screen was in fact not nothing, but the product of a genius revelation some utilitarian person putting his or her watts into good use. The last 50 seconds ago.
I reread what I wrote. The last 10 seconds ago.
Whatever I wrote is the past. Whatever I will write later will still become the past instantaneously. 3 seconds ago.
If everything I wrote is the past, was it ever the present at any point? 4 seconds ago.
While I am thinking of what to write next, is that the future for what I will right? 2 seconds ago.
This document is now black as well as white. That’s not nothing either. 2 seconds ago.
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