There is stunning precision in how the laws of conservation play out in reality. If something gains, then someone has to lose. Things are only recycled; nothing new is ever created.

When the time comes for it to rain, it rains. Irrespective of whether you’ve made any outdoor plans for that day. Those don’t matter to the rain.

The brain that sees reality is also the one that hallucinates. How do you know which is which, and if your mind is playing tricks on you?

In an evolving reality, things change with time. And intelligence, or the lack of it, is never consistent.

The limited dimensions of the reality we live in limit our imagination.

In this pathless forest,I walk but cannot see,I have no understanding of a destination,Or what reality is supposed to be.

A frequent wave that crosses my thought process is that if a thing like reality can come into existence, anything can.