In my life the temporal sequence of events, to interpret everything by casuality have always been less important. Instead I have somewhat interpreted events from the sense of meaning they had to me. How events correlated to what was happening within me, and the predictability of my reality based on that kind of awareness. Because the spontaneous imagination of situations created conditions that coordinated the behavior of relations around me not from a “Newtonian” standpoint, but from a different kind of unity, coming more from the activity of a psychic origin that affected me to visualise the physical world in its separation of time and space, from where its contradictions created its incomprehensibility. It was there I found my reality. But the whereabouts of my place in that was and still is quite uncertain. But from that realisation I have since then tried to follow its movement, and the direction of ”its” consciousness.