Imagine if you will.
The matrix is full.
Not a megabyte more of information can
be stored.
An eruption occurs, like a charge in the sky that collides to make lightning.
We see the light first; the sound comes as fast as it was far. Yet the light and the sound occurred at once.
We see this big bang, yet only talk about it later.
What we can see, afterwards, as we discussed, is our perception.
So we call what we can perceive the universe.
And that's what we are still likely to even want to discuss.
What we may never fully understand, is why we will never be able to perceive where the information is leaking from; growth seems to be infinite, but we come to understand more that there must be some limit.
One megabyte to much.
How ever, we will never be able to perceive the information that the matrix first contained before it had to let such pressure be released.
So what shall we call the non perceived reality?
Perhaps we could call it,
God.
All in favor ?
Imagine your imagination being a branch into the infinite.
Fiction is fiction.
Passion is passion.