Existence really is an imperfect tense that never becomes a present.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
If I don't create, I don't exist.
There exists only the present instant... a Now which always and without end is itself new. There is no yesterday nor any tomorrow, but only Now, as it was a thousand years ago and as it will be a thousand years hence.
Imperfection is relatable.
In order to exist just once in the world, it is necessary never again to exist.
It is living and ceasing to live that are imaginary solutions. Existence is elsewhere.
The greatest mystery of existence is existence itself.
The Giver of Existence is Eternally Existent; there is no harm, therefore, in the passing of beings, for the things that are loved continue to exist through the continuance of the One Who gave them existence, the Necessary Existent.
When you are present, the world is truly alive.
If the present is really all we have, then the present lasts forever.
Existence is a party. You join after its started and you leave before its finished.