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Imagination, not as fiction but as way of seeing,[1] is required to open to other possibilities.
What I’ve imagined and sensed here, my account, isn’t the end-all-and-be-all. It’s a lily pad from which we can jump.
Imaginings, like dreams, emerge from a particular horizon: the world of our prismatic god. They aren’t locked into an individual subject, unoriented by prismatics — for every individual, every subject, is oriented and opened by prismatics.
[1] Zwicky, W&M, LH25, LH60, LH62–3, LH114.