O.K. No more ****-footing around. Let's get extreme... really extreme. When the (perported) astronauts go into space, they report the darkness of space as not being black, but a sorta black velvet color, or lack of color. It's seems the only thing that is consistent in their rather ridiculous stories. Maybe something there though.
What's to say this apparency is not all illusion. Now, I'm not talking a little illusion, that of happiness, sadness, me, you, love, hate, God, devil ... I mean what if asbolutely everything, regardless of it's degree of apparent solidity or not, is nothing whatsoever. There isn't even a standard available of something that is in order to prove something isn't. It's just all an ''isn't'', no dreamer required for the dream, because neither is, no possible reason for anything because nothing is, including every thing that has appeared to be, does appear to be or will appear to be.... never was, never is and never will be.
Could this be the only explanation for everything, the ultimate theory? It does cover "everything" quite fully because accordingly nothing ''is'' including the aforementioned. I, this world and this universe disappeared to me one non-existent day in a non-existent past. I just realized there never actually was, am or will be an "I''. Everything up to that point was pretty much a delay in just realizing it but since everything up to that day never was, and time isn't, it is and was all quite irrelevant. T/R is always instant and now.
You might ask who realized it. That's a little like the no perceiver, nothing perceived and only perceiving happening. There's nobody home. Nobody realized anything, there was nothing to be realized, however realizing happened. All on it's own.
Why did this all happen. You can't have a reason for something that didn't happen, for something that never was or will be. No reason exists for anything because there is nothing.
If it felt like anything, I would say it felt a little like that velvety black, just more and more and more of nothing.
What is all ''this'', this apparent world, people, blah, blah? It's nothing pretending to be something. Doing its damnedest and failing over and over and over. Of course, with no such thing as failure or success, doing it over and over and over is going nowhere fast because there is no where to go. Nothing to be and nothing to do, nothing to gain and nothing to lose.
As with Buddha, you will gain nothing from T/R because there is nothing to be gained.... other than the disappearance of the universe. It's the mother of all loses and the father of all beginnings. And those too don't exist.
One might well ask... ''Why the heck are there so many people writing about it when there is nothing to say?" Ohh.. that's a tough one.
Love ya, Jed.