I need to meditate more on my concept of reality. Because I think of realities as personal and individual, I thought there was not center. But then how does anything happen at all? The easy answer is that there’s one central happening. A core. But that can’t be, because what happens is subjective. It’s like Plato’s Forms. The problem with the Forms is the inevitability of infinite regression. The Forms are what’s real, adn all we see/experience are the shadows. But since the shadows are a reality in themselves and are different from the “truth,” there must be some embodiment of the difference.
My realities are parallel only in the sense that they exist. Actually they aren’t parallel at all; they are discrete events, strung together like a filmstrip or a flipbook. So is there fate? No. Everything that will ever exist exists now (not that there’s a present) but the path a consciousness takes is fairly random. Not random, of course, because of the bell curve and parsimony and Occam’s Razor, but far more random (or apparently random) than consciously concievable.
(NB this is actually my post from 10/23/10, I just thought that I was re-explaining it a lot so it needed its own page)