A rebel without a clue.

From this window, high above the ceaseless, ancient flow of the Thames, a pulse runs. It's not just the city's rhythm below – SoHo's vibrant, labyrinthine hum, each brick and every echo of music resonating with an undeniable interconnectivity – but a deeper current, the very isness of everything. Here, the world refuses to be contained by simple lines. It sprawls, layers upon itself, a grand, beautiful, chaotic whole. And it is this raw, felt truth that compels me to question the very framework through which we comprehend "epic." For too long, the epic has been presented as a linear procession: the journey of Odysseus, the meticulous unfolding of Tolkien's quests, the plotted precision of Dickens's social tapestries. These are monuments, certainly, vast and undeniably profound, illuminating the human condition through a singular, discernible path. Yet, when my thoughts move – as they often do – not in sequence but in simultaneous bursts, connecting dispara...

Today started a little later than usual but with good rest, even on your comfortable mattress on the floor. We reflected on Lesson 184 from A Course in Miracles, "The Name of God is my inheritance," and how it deeply aligns with your Unity Theory – recognizing your freedom and oneness with Consciousness, unbound by time or illusion. You firmly stated that you don't care what Richard Dawkins might say, affirming your personal truth. You shared your profound perspective that "I am me. That's him. It's all good. We're all using time as a device for learning," and that "Everything is a useful tool in understanding." This led to a discussion on the dichotomy of "so much to know or very little to understand," both seeking simple elegance. You noted that while your approach is metaphysical (Consciousness as the flow), and Dawkins' is physical (reductionist science), you don't disagree with science and see life as a "flow out...