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Project H:

Paradox Portals

I'm very aware of atmosphere - I can sense something about a place and develop these strong feelings of tranquility, peace, happiness, love - you name it - and they all have their own distinctive flavour of nostalgia. I like to look at these places as portals because I have observed this subtle process - how this external world causes atoms and particles to respond, dancing away creating something magical - something like a door way - a portal - a route from the future back to the past.  It weaves a way and we commonly refer to these portals as memories. But they're not quite memories, because the stimulus was always real and the neurons that began dancing were real and that they are still shimmering is no mirage but a distinguishable chemical link like the silvery thread of a spiders web stretching right through time. Of course, there's another paradox here, because past and future are only concepts as there was never a time other than now - right here, right now. Yet this web I feel is leading somewhere. Sometimes I'm really tempted to follow it because if past and future are truly an illusion then there are hidden depths here in this present moment that would overwhelm us not with nostalgia (as the concept of past will do) but with absolute beauty - a network of cause and effect so deep, so infinitely deep with every possibility stacked and stored and pending and rising, materialising, sinking, shimmering, waking, becoming - this is the ultimate story of birth and death within this glorious ocean of pure life and energy.  These portals lead directly into the heart of the paradox - the adventure goes on.