As I’ve quoted, tweeted, and been retweeted: “Truth is a pathless land” – Krishnamurty. It is literally a pathless land. Go look at the expanse of the ocean, the desert, the sky, the forest, and you will see truth and beauty. Even in the most remote, cold, desert, or otherwise harsh environments there is beauty. Of course the metaphorical meaning is that there is no one path to truth. Truth is everywhere and it is in the journey where we both lose it and find it again.
The journey is time and time is existence, so the journey is also existence. Without time everything exists all at once and is gone instantly. Both created and destroyed the instant it is created, also neither created nor destroyed. Everything exists in potential form, but not manifest form. Without time, nothing can manifest. It exists in a state of limbo. This is a crude way of describing it but the correct words do not exist in this language. Please read the previous post, "Existence"