This is an old scribble I did a few years ago. It's painted on waxed palette paper with the remnants of the paints that I used for another painting. At the time I felt this one piece was related to the books I was reading on brane theories. That's the highly speculative hypothesis that there exists parallel realities to ours that exist within the same universe, enacting every possible permutation of existence forever and never all at once. Just like an amoeba in a pond has no sense of the third dimension, we have no way to sense this fourth (not time) dimension, save for very rare occasions when branes (the candy shell coating of a particular reality) overlap. Some even believe that the Big Bang occured when two universal branes overlapped, and the energy transfer betwixt them spun into a new creation... This would mean that it's possible that every moment, every decision that you make, every changing nuance creates the tiniest bang that may create it's own universal reality (which in turn is full of a brane system).
It sure makes my brane hurt.
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