He walked out in the gray light and stood and he saw for a brief moment the absolute truth of the world. The cold relentless circling of the intestate earth. Darkness implacable. The blind dogs of the sun in their running. The crushing black vacuum of the universe. And somewhere two hunted animals trembling like ground-foxes in their cover. Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it.
"No matter who you are, where you're from, your skin color, your gender identity, just speak yourself."
我们都是深时的产物。
The idea that the universe is a hologram is a radical departure from our everyday experience.