It is that idle time of processing between successful transmissions of encoded material where the imagination rules. In the realm of the imagination, all possible outcomes justifiably remain. Disparate elements come together. Systems generate new connections, reorganization occurs and a new simplicity emerges disguised under the rubric of complexity. Sleep integrates all and can not be bred out of existence.
Visions enter upon our torpor in the hive and transform the order of sociopolitical creatures.
They unfold us from the inside out.