Imagine that all the while there was nothing but an infinite mirror. Of a complex shape, complex dimension. Something (say time) caused a part of that mirror to break into zillion pieces and colored each of these pieces differently.
Now, each piece would reflect the remainder of the mirror, but with a different color. Each piece would also reflect the other pieces.. In this reflection, it will also find itself reflecting them.
What is real, what is a reflection? Can it ever know?
One Response to “Reflections”
Reminds me of ‘The ruler of the universe’ in the middle of nowhere, in ‘The Restaurant at the End of Universe’
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