All my life I have explored imaginary landscapes. From short stories to hypertext and interactive fiction, I have been fascinated by the way narratives are knitted together, ensnaring our minds in complex webs of luminous symbols and deceiving us into mistaking those illusory landscapes for reality itself.
Brains filter out as well as filter in.
We wear our brains like blinders, protected from the splendor of the universe so we can keep our noses to the daily grindstone. Most of what matters most is beyond our grasp. The deeper meanings of our lives manifest themselves as intimations that show up not in words but in the silence between words. Maybe that's why Buddhists say, those who know do not speak, those who speak do not know. And plunge into the cave of unknowing.