Someone once said that the past is place you can’t visit.
He said that “planet past” does exit. Hence it can’t be visited by even out most expedient time travelling scientists.
But is the past truly a phantasm and an enigma that cannot be fully “perceived”?
Can the past be perceived without computational decoding of substrate memories cleaved from those discarded in dreams?
Are those dreamscapes, realities that should not be understood by the waking mind?
What of the nature of layers one excavates within this “self”, the intuitive and “deconditioned,” or unhinged bodily flow of experiments on a world that transcend verbal and societal categorization?
Any commitment to the principle that reality is to some degree constructed and contextual, that this world is more various than any one system of knowledge can account for; that this world contains many worlds, is indisputable.
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