My sis once asked me if I believed in the past.
(We were, naturally, extremely stoned as was the style at the time.)
I thought about it for a bit and said “no”, because of course the past does not Really Exist. Have you ever been there? No. It is a mental construct. It’s something you think about. It is not Real.
“Do you believe in the future?”
And again I replied “no”, on the same basis.
“There’s no time…” she said, exhaling gently and significantly. “Like the present.”
And in that moment the very fabric of reality split open and fell clean away, for I could clearly see that she was perfectly correct.
And I did.
Best present ever.