The Trick

The trick of where we are, of our existence
What we call this apparent material reality
Very much in a temporal sense
The trick is that existence seems to be an ever unfolding fractal process that's constantly evolving
Never the same thing, always two things at once
Always one thing going into many things
Constantly unfolding like a psychedelic experience, the visualisations, the images

And I've had that on high doses of weed, using binaural beats
I've experienced it sonically like listening to music
Always one element of the song was changing
The backing vocals would change and then the drums would change
And it was constantly shifting
Rapidly unfolding at once

Now we don't experience it like that
We seem to exist in a slowly unfolding moment
A frozen moment but it's not frozen because we recognise and experience a process and a speed of time, subjectively it seems
But it's like we've managed to slow down the process by ageing so slowly
Or to put it more correctly, we are so miniscule and so tiny an organism on the face of this cosmic giant
That our life span is so miniscule compared to its, that it seems to age by an inexorably slow regularity
So we see time change, we see things decay, we see trees flower in different seasons

We get older, we see the physical effects of that, people die, babies grow old
We see the unfolding of time as we experience it
But it's as if we're so slow, we're between two avenues of trees that're growing slowly towards each other and those are the next layers of the fractal
And we live at such a slower rate, a lower, miniscule rate, a lower dimension if you like
And we're walking

We're walking
Walking
We're walking
We're walking
And we're walking

And we're walking down the path between the two rows of trees which are growing towards each other
As the next enfolding and the proceeding unfoldment of the fractal wave
And we're just living on the edge