You're aboard an airplane.
The cabin pressure is making you drowsy.
You are gradually entering a state of paradoxical awakeness – for just a few minutes.
The creation of a world often begins with a pre-existing world.
For example, the world you're flying over or about to fly over.
Does the creation of worlds as we know them always begin with pre-existing worlds? Does it describe what has already been described?
Reality and fction are like a pair of trees that grow together, inter-twined, one supporting and bolstering the other. A sort of transfer of force occurs like the mesh of steel cables between the two pylons of a bridge. It gives the impression of reciprocal support, of symbiosis, a give-and-take dynamic that nourishes world-as-word made flesh.
In some ways, we're living in an era in which we should be hysterical, but we're not, because we can't imagine what's happening.
We assimilate only fragments of information.
There are people. There are stories. People believe that they are the ones shaping the stories, but it's often the reverse.
Now there's some food for thought.
We have these "CNN moments," and it's exactly then that we truly feel like we're living in the moment. Then, in a flash, we're back to exactly where we started.
Uncertain of what will triumph over the individual or the crowd.
There's this idea of octaves and music, that the world is based on vibrations and sounds. The eight dimensions of the octave form what is called the "dimensional realm." Each dimension is a note from an infnite scale, yet the eight form an enclosed space, an impression of completeness within a boundless infnity.
A few years ago, proof of the existence of other worlds was found.
Long live the meta-universe.
You are fying over only one of these worlds.