LATTICES

Each time I am pushed into doing something material, inside me, the imaginary entity sets up a structured lattice covering all choices, avenues, possibles, directly in relation with what makes up my physical world, the one outside me;

I am never made aware of all those equations, variables, scales, for intuitively these order themselves into a palatable or digestible formulation into my so called 'real' world, that small pinprick of a village lost somewhere down there;

I just get to work, setting up whatever is required, within my capacities and do my small orchestration, one theme at a time, day upon day, as my inner reality requires;

There is no immediate logic implied other than doing all things securely, with decisions popping out as the prototype starts to shape up, for each time, it is never a repeat, a cloning, it is a 'new' thing;

That is what curiosity requires to stay focussed along the derivations coming out from my imagination;

Hard hard work...but the reward...