Perception. Reality. Existence. What always has been, will be, or is.

All of them are buzzwords to explain an experience, a "consciousness," a state of being. To many, it is defined by a planet, a loved one, the pursuit of knowledge or the cosmos, perhaps even that of the universe at large. All ever fleeting as they all share the fatalistic issue of snapshots...little periods of time in the grander scheme of whatever it is that they reside within. A Continuum which ever grows, ever shifts, ever becomes greater and greater...on and on until the point that none could ever hope to graph, or chart, or ever wrap their minds around a single speck of it. Infinity in a way so impossible and yet to the Domain-holder, so tangible.

It grows on and on and on, never stopping, never ceasing, never in a state of stagnation. Just as it becomes more, a paradox emerges. Shrinking, contracting, expanding, and growing. Only if one was in the know would it make sense for what was happening, but it matters not. As said before, someone's experience is often focused on a single framework. A way to maintain sanity, stability, and comfort in a "world" which there was never anything like it. Peace at mind even if the unknowable is omnipresent.

Art by the overly talented RIDIY