favorite. It is the seed of a reference I make elsewhere: From my head to yours. Small world, nicht wahr? peace, mjh

which went and still goes, “cada cabeza es un mundo”…loosely translated within the context of your described experience, that dicho

means the following (to me, at least, i reckon):
In a dynamic universe governed by forces that are still little understood, but none

the less multitudinous and of a manifold complexity that may, in fact, symbolize chaos or perhaps even another unknown system of

organization which we as puny buckets of flesh, bones, and water cannot but barely perceive, there is plenty of room (terrabyte upon

terrabyte actually, plus a whole big blue planet) for other universes to exist — and so other worlds do exist in each skull of each

living individual being. that fact speaks eloquently to the complexity alluded to above, but whether that complexity is consequently

attached to divinity or a lack thereof falls purely within the realm the world in which it was perceived.
you world contains no gods,

but i *think* that there are other worlds that do.
btw, one of my dogs is named Schrödinger. He’s a big red hound dog that barks a

lot. I found him wandering the banks of the rio grande, hungry and injured. He is happier now, i think. Free from human intelligence and

will, he experiences the universe through a world unbound by the constraints of reason and artifice. I shall never know whether he

praises or damns the totality of his experiences as the work of g-d or the lack of g-d, all i know is that he likes hamburgers quite a

bit.