You know what's real. Colors, feelings, fears, cold, heat, is it all real? A fact countless interpretations, a rule millions of possibilities. Sometimes I stop and I think I can even feel something, the variations, the nuances. When I stop to listen, I can see the details of life, the little things that really matter. When I stop to observe, I can only see emptiness, more and more space, where I look there are millions of possibilities. Millions of random worlds !!