I have long debated whether reading Alice in Wonderland at a very young age has been a hindrance or a haven. Life was never the same after Alice's psychedelic tumble down the that tunnel, a tumble in which she took at least one prisoner: moi.
I have circumnavigated the new age movement (partaking in all its maddening cornucopia of offerings) most of my conscious adulthood only to arrive at quantum physics/mechanics that from my limited understanding speaks a familiar language.
Reading long tracts of scientific treatises gives me nose bleeds but I recently came across a production that uses a language I can almost understand. My understanding is helped because it includes pictures. "What the Bleep" was first released in 2004 and went on to become one of the most popular documentaries of all time. It felt appropriate that this Easter weekend I should resurrect it. Watching it teleported me down the rabbit hole of refracted in-sight, just as Alice had done all those years ago.
If you can get your hands on the extended version I recommend it. If not here is a short video from YouTube where you can also find a myriad of clips from the documentary.
May dear, dear Alice and her Mad Hatter be with you.
toul@
