Without time, I would be one thing forever.

What if there was no time? I would have to be one thing forever.

Everything would be the same all the time. The very fabric of the universe would collapse within itself and our minds would have have nothing to refer to.

The intense pressure built by the defragmented moments held together would fail to explode as its time would have frozen dimensions of forms and thus only the objective of life would remain drifting alone without any impulse failing to find any laws of physics to define itself.

I feel this is actually happening in some dimensions we cannot possibly comprehend.

Sadly all I have is words, each of which points to something concrete.