"WE ARE, TOO"
Excellent link.
"That all the Interplay is one flea of assertion on a wolf of naught, and that every experience (that is, everything) born from that primal wail would cascade unto the echo-need of hologram, each slice the same except for scale, and all the magic that would need to spring forth just to hold it together at living, divine cross-purpose, support struts made from the need to exist (axial, along its two-headed fighting rays, each refusing their origin point, that is, Tower), terrestons versus chronocules, and in the end (an end that ever refuses to hold) it all becomes a lobotomized (for what is not lobal if not the dracochoreography made flesh?), reptilian (coiled), and massive map-god (holding a compass, holding a timepiece), drooling (the water from which we dragged ourselves out of to say, mirror-like, autochthonic, automatic, "WE ARE, TOO") on his countless knees, dementia given dimension, dimension dementia...I maintain, the sum IS greater than the parts, that the hologram is relative to DOMAIN, and that interplay is, barring certain extremes of transition, confined to such by design, to extrapolate a net effect potential within the arbitrary absolute values of a constant state of experimental change.
All exist, red and green and blue, but this abstraction, this color and expression is unique, at least to this domain, and I have not encountered nor can I recall another example. It is not self-applause but SCIENCE. Real science, knows what to test and what would not be necessary to. Avoiding a destructive course of experimentation becomes more essential than an answer to the arbitrary, in quantum terms, and to WHAT is.
1 is merely quantity. Some 1 DO see...