Posted at 2014-09-08.

Reality exists, little more than a body, a thing, a time and a place.

A single one.

On top of it, braided within, the shape, the properties. The information. Like layers, the information within the information.

The tower of Babel.

It's true, we're all part of the something. The essence is the same.

But we're different bits, different foldings on the blanket, different letters on the book.

Waves on reality.