My My what a poetic way of putting magnanimous realities..
The rocky shoals of first reality are littered with shipwrecks of second realities.. and to those that survived marooned..
They immediately started building new vessels to escape the joys of first reality..
Humans be strange creatures... that are very entertaining to watch..
Not all have the expertise to study them as you do...
I say this, once being a human.... Yes, I admit it..
Before my evolution from worm to butterfly..
Must take re-birth to make you happy and fulfilled in first reality..
This story would make a damned good novel...
But the only ones to read it would be sailors on vessels of second realities.. while moored...
I love your prose...
These “Second Realities” seem to be very individual things, but I’ve noticed they always have two things in common. They are always fatally flawed with respect to “First Reality”, and they always belong to someone else.