The nature of Nature

Observe and adjust!

That is what someone can do when he/she realizes that this creation is preset and full of limited possibilities. The big threat is death of the physical body. No matter what is offered even if the events are infinite in number, someone is limited by the very nature that he/she has a perishable body.

To change this?

No substantial impact is possible.

On a small planet, near a small sun, in a small galaxy, what can someone do?

Acting as a vantage point?

Feeling that one has command of a moment?

The nature of this Nature?

What is it?

It arrived in the scan of time, as this.

This fizz of flaws?

When it began, it was set to become this?

The root disappeared.

It left this?