The psi is the limit as we engage in this ocean of possible worlds, possible outcomes. Even though there are many possible outcomes of how things will develop in reality, only one materializes. Who is it that decides? Who is the ultimate decision-maker, who decides what will happen? And what ultimately is this ocean made up of? Can we, from our subjective conscious experience, bound to the senses, ever know what the true fabric of the universe is like? What is its ultimate form? What are its smallest constituents? An everlasting dividing and conquering of reality is commencing... As I look at this commencement I can't help but feel a little entertained. For these ventures are like the ouroboros, the serpent or dragon biting its own tail. We are caught up in, immersed in our own personal experience of what reality is. We can at best try to see it without words, try to see it as it is without judging it, without ascribing value. However, we may never know what the true form of everything is, whether it be light, vibrations, energy, electricity, mathematical formulas, computations, information... A lot of theories have been devised, everyone can pick one they like. Whether the mind be the child of the universe, or the universe a child of the mind... Both can be seen as being true in a way. I however can't help but feel all of these theories, these ideas, have their origin in the minds of humankind. So I am reading up on consciousness and nature and the nature of consciousness... Everything remains vague at this level. It is all grasping, for, there is always the problem of what the limit of our knowledge is. Can we ever penetrate into the secrets of nature? Think of the Meno riddle: "A man cannot enquire about that which he does not know, for he does not know the very subject about which he is to enquire." This statement blandly states that we can never know more about the things than we know. We can describe them in new ways, make inventions that have new feats... But in the end everything is already here to begin with. We cannot know more than there is to know. We simply discover new ways to use that which already exists. The Meno paradox is a paradox that questions the very nature of knowledge.