I've dreamt for a while about this dimension, or lack of dimension. A separate space in which the most extreme disregard for the laws of physics exists. A black void with a tiled square texture and a visible distortion causing it to be rounded like a small fractal world. With the darkness of the void consuming the sky and the little that can be seen in the vast land of strange properties, the laws of reality do not connect with ours, or in fact are not even laws, but mere suggestions.
The strange toy looking structures in the desolate land, and a world with creatures that expand themselves beyond creatures, exist in a terrain where you do not even understand whether the creature is a separate object from the material plane of the floor, or whether those objects can differentiate between living and stationary. In this dimension, the realms of logic contrast with the unnerving pixelated graphics of early computing programs, which we later corrected. But if you were not there and you did not make them, how can you be sure those places are not indeed glimpses from a logical world into a non sequitur realm?
And I am not talking about opposite day. I am talking about the rotating tesseract creating an imprint of the parallel dimension of the third one. A complete parallel of direction. Floating puzzle pieces, and in one moment you do not understand whether you are following someone or that someone is you. You and you alone are trying to see your own feet while looking at your hands, but they start moving without you. And those hands are actually far away, so far away they are mountains, and you try to walk toward them because that would mean there is physical space and that the length of things can be measured. So sure, you try to move, or so you think you do, but instead a hole in the middle opens, and it is not just a hole, it is a door, because you can see the texture of the hand view distort as you try to move the door. But it is not a print. It is like glass. It has texture, and it does not distort because it is not a portal. You can pass through the main part of the door and you will be moving backward on the opposite side. And because you are getting confused, you simply try to move away from the door to enjoy the great sight of the #0200a5 sky and the #ffff87 road. You do find out that you just exited a #85ff87 house.
Everything moves, and what i
is stiff undulates. It wobbles and bends until it is too much and the whole picture mixes floor with sky, and falling with stillness.
Just because of that, let me pull you out of this and look at our real world, where things are normal, where words have meaning, but I am sorry. I thought you paid attention. This dimension knows no rules, and to interpret that dimension as a separate world with a defined boundary from ours would be wrong.
And so sorry for that. But that dimension is only a glimpse of what is contained within the circuitry and secrecy of fast rushes of light directed through metal.