Many layers

First is the obvious and mundane, and then comes the obvious that subtly points to the less obvious, unintentionally so. Next is the obvious that points to the less obvious, obviously intentional. And then, the obvious that points to the obscured, unintentionally. From there, the obvious that points to the obscured with obvious intention. So we sink down into the obscure and the obscure that points to mundania. The obscure that mimics mundania. The obscure that gets into your head and fucks up your internal mapping function.

Is this here or there? Am I me or someone else? Am I you? Are they talking about me? Do they like me? Are they okay with what I'm doing? Should I care about that? Philosophy.

From the obscured, you have to sink down even lower into Atziluth or something like that. Places nobody has been even though philosophers insist we've all been everywhere already by proxy. Unfortunately, that's bullshit. What fucks it up is the central processing paradigm that always inserts associations with the known, assuming that something can't be described without those known associations. That's somewhat valid. How do you communicate color to the blind? But the truth is, we are just afraid to communicate the unknown in series of beeps and gutteral spewing. We are afraid that no one will understand and maybe that's true because they haven't seen what we've seen. That's why we lapse into dreamspeak; to communicate directly with the personification of the Collective Unconscious that we assume hooks into everyone else. We can only hope there is some glimmer in the back of the brain.