I think we have to go beyond narrative. There is no literal, or figurative pot of gold at the end of the narrative arc. Time isn’t even the point of the present, moving past to future, so much as it’s change, turning future to past.

Tomorrow becomes yesterday, because the earth turns.

The fallacy of God is that a spiritual absolute would necessarily be that essence of sentience, from which we rise, not an ideal of wisdom and judgement, from which we fell.

As for morality, good and bad are not some cosmic dual between the forces of righteousness and evil, but the basic biological binary of beneficial and detrimental. The 1/0 of life.

The real tension is between the anarchy of hope and the tyranny of judgement. The heart reaching out, as the head pulls in.

We will always want our cake and eat it too. It is the appetite of desire that gives the objects of desire meaning. Whether it is pleasure, power, knowledge, beauty, etc.

Consciousness is like the light shining through the images, as they pass.

Consciousness goes past to future, as thoughts go future to past.

Narrative gives us focus, but that focus needs context. Nodes need a healthy network. When we all play the same game, for the same goals, it becomes a race. We all need to to pace ourselves to our context.

There is rabbit time, turtle time, tree time, etc. Remember, the turtle is still plodding along, long after the rabbit has died.