Lets Take a Walk

Begin by strolling down the road, any road will do, on a clear, crisp autumn day. You look up and are not very surprised to find clouds rolling through the sky. You may admire their shapes or colors or you may find them worrisome due to tomorrow's prediction of snow fall. Whichever the case may be, the clouds take no notice of your admiration or apprehension but drift along in their wanderings, seemingly indifferent and apart from the worrisome world you know so well. Yet, you might think, they cannot really be that apart if you remembered the Buddhist teachings of one Thich Nhat Hanh in his book, "The Heart of Understanding". Think of a piece of paper. Now that paper could convey anything in the world from a thought, a story, a poem, a priceless piece of art or just a crude drawing. Yet that piece of paper is a tangible part of the world, meaning you can touch it, smell it, taste it if you so desire. Any test you deem worthy enough of spending your time on in order to prove the existence of that paper in that location in time and place I promise you it will pass. Now take a deeper look into that piece of paper. You may see nothing more than a blank facade yet, according to Hanh, one can be trained to see not just the white fibers but the soils from which it came. The bark that gave it protection. The leaves that collected rain and nutrients. Finally, you will see the clouds in the sky. The paper is all of these things, it only matters from which point in space you choose to observe it. In fact, if you obscure your point of view in time, that piece of paper is all these things at the same time. Not unlike a certain cat you may have heard of...

Superposition. 

At this point in the walk, you may find yourself at the redbox in front of the Holiday gas station located on the corner of 19th and Durston. You may also find yourself wanting to see the new Great Gatsby movie and why not, it has Leonardo Dicaprio in it after all so it can't be all that bad? With disc in hand you return home from your ponderous venture, plop down on the sofa and seclude your mind from all these vexing notions, or so you hoped... For you come to this part in the film: Nick Carraway stands at a window while the chaotic nature of uninhibited life swirls behind him. He spots a lone person walking the streets below and suddenly he realizes that he is that person, looking up into the window while at the same time he gazes back at him. "...I am both within and without..." 

Superposition.

Slightly unsettled by the continual references to this being all in all places at once nonsense you might turn off the film at this point. Lay back on your sofa, eyes closed, listening to the whispering of the wind outside and think: what are the chances of that?