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it is all about transparency; object clouds mountains become tactile with depth; no need to try get into it it is the feeling which travels within one; we all travel or want to physically be transported around and around the planet tucked into opaque cans; molecules of coca cola or whatever; when landed it spills out the molecules which disseminate into channeled economical paths for a duration; it is like going to the local fair, pay the speaker hawking what is inside the tent a few tokens to get under the tarp to get 'tarred' in a straight decent fashion; since every body does it it must be the correct thing to do; take your ticket and get carried there and then; for me, going were the mind feels for within the privacy of my own small can never leaving it physically speaking and yet never really in there for the mind has a mind of its own full of doors for me to open; busy busy.