Yes, that's how it is

No, time does not exist.

But our flesh will go on gathering wrinkles, and our gray hairs will multiply with every drop of sweat on our brow. And the character will tell its story from the day it was born until the day it is scheduled to die.

And no, good and evil are not real.

But our conscience will cry out for the blood of the innocent. Our most essential drive for life will love goodness, truth and, above all, life. And when we fail, our dignity will straighten our path, always heading toward the sun.

And yes, the whole world is a dream.

But our skin will crawl before the enemy who legalizes our death. And we will fight with all our soul to restore a utopian order to our human coexistence. And the wrinkles and gray hairs will give way to how real our worries are.

But no, nothing matters.

It doesn't matter if I suffer, if I hate myself, if they kill me without asking, if I get lost wandering over my obsessive emotions. It doesn't matter if I make peace with myself, realizing that nothing matters. It doesn't matter if I live in peace in the middle of a world on fire. Nor does it matter if the peace that is my possibility becomes everyone's possibility.

In the end, and from the beginning, we never stopped being One.

Whatever we are experiencing, whatever is happening, whoever is dreaming. We are free, because the dream in which we are not is not real. We are free because that is how we can consciously recognize it. We are free because we exclude no possibility for the world, beyond good and evil, beyond time, beyond the world.

And yes, all is well.