It’s part of my mind, or body, or thereabouts.
It’s why dreams (and supposedly the afterlife) invariably involve time, space, people etc.
Raw reality is made of vibes or poetry. A song without words. Then the translator adds the words.
It’s part of my mind, or body, or thereabouts.
It’s why dreams (and supposedly the afterlife) invariably involve time, space, people etc.
Raw reality is made of vibes or poetry. A song without words. Then the translator adds the words.
Now go one step further; It isn’t a translator but a creator. It manifests the self outwards.
And another step further; The logic of the universe is re-created in every moment backwards into time.
Look up Solipsism.
I am not following your reasoning.
A translator and a creator are 2 completely different animals.