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“In some universes, all possible pasts funnel towards a single fixed ending, Ω. It you are of millenarian bent, you might call Ω Armageddon, If you are of grammatical bent, you might call it punctuation on a cosmological scale. If you are a philosopher in such a universe, you might call Ω inevitable.”

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Book:Conservation of Shadows
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