inquiry

Bona fide rain. Faces in bushes. Yesterday's coffee.

So... the allegedly objective universe might be but a wispy blockchain of yet wispier thoughts (of sorts, of course..), fractal-filling-out unto all this...?

And yet still Mind Only™?

Memories flood back, yet even (saying) that conceals an assumptive stumbling block, for what if memories were simply thoughts spun in the context of a faith that they reference a past?

Oh my!