I mean, I'm just speaking of my own experiences and my own desires, and it's a kind of a childlike wonder that could really possibly speculate on other dimensions.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
If I take the theory as we have it now, literally, I would conclude that extra dimensions really exist. They're part of nature. We don't really know how big they are yet, but we hope to explore that in various ways.
To tell you the truth, I've never met anybody who can envision more than three dimensions. There are some who claim they can, and maybe they can; it's hard to say.
That's what I'm interested in: the space in between, the moment of imagining what is possible and yet not knowing what that is.
Our understanding, great as it sometimes seems, can be nothing but the wide-eyed wonder of the child when measured against omniscience.
When you're a kid you have this sense of wonder and wholeness and a strong sense of your own identity.
There is a fifth dimension, beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition.
I believe in the imagination. What I cannot see is infinitely more important than what I can see.
Life has its dimensions in the mysterious.
You will obtain a vision of matter that is perhaps fatiguing for your imagination, but pure and stripped of what the requirements of life make you add to it in external perception.
To me, it's always good to retain a sense of wonder and never good too big for life, like you've seen it all before.
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