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Our Celestial Address

Our understanding of the sub atomic world tells us that there is nothing really physical. It is the myriad combinations of what our five sense organs can produce at best, or what our brains can cook out of ingredients provided by them. Collectively we see, hear, smell, touch and taste the world that we know. We only have a notion of physicality as against real physicality. Hence, the notions related to physicality, separation and annexation, decomposition and alloys, planets, galaxies, distances and inability to see the sub atomic and the extra terrestrial.

We therefore, do not have a celestial address, we have notional addresses. Where do we stay? Planet number 3, Solar system number x, Galaxy number y, and so on. We not only are unaware of the positions our solar system and our galaxy in their respective series, we don't even know what to write beyond that. 

Its only where we think we are. The notional address. We are where we imagine we are. Therefore we being in the same geography, look at things differently. Therefore, we being in the same information coordinate, look at ideas differently. There are disputes which appear to be based on physicality of land and its ownership, people and their ideologies. They are disputes of imagination and nothing else. All the parties in the disputes have the notion of being right. 

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