All things have a gravity.

I am writing this before the apparent fall that lie ahead for my civilization.  In my time, we are all as gods. Wondrous tools at our hands, resources enough for what should have been a world without want. 

And yet...

As I gather and interpret stories collected from realms across, there is a flow to things that I intend to decipher in these scribings. Notes, so that those who live after what comes next can  retain this knowledge.

My home lie in peril, so these notes may be scattered in thought, in scope.

Qualia is a name given to the forces that shape existence. Everything is a unique combination of them, while nothing isn't. More on this later.

Mind, Matter, Magic 

Time, Space, Energy

Smart, Strong, Soul

Quantity, Quality, 

Rhythm, Harmony, Melody

Veil, Realm, Spime

Yellow, Red, Blue are corresponding Colors. Relative units of senses like Musical Pitches, or Textures have also been assigned to the three Qualia attributes across many cultures in the Spime*

*The Spime is the astral sea connecting and encompassing all realms, reality-bergs, pocket dimensions, etc. Your essence, your soul, is your unique mixture of  Qualia. The Spime represents Energy. Magic. Motivation.

All things have a gravity. Your Qualia forms in the veil, drawn to the realm for which you are meant.

As there is one Spime, there is one Veil. The veil is the transitory space between the Spime and physical realms. The world of dreams. Of ghosts. Of oracles, watchers, and dreamwalkers. Here is where your essences coalesce. The veil represents Mind. Experience. Logic.

To interact in a way that is able to be meaningful in any long term way, ie, in a form that can gather memories, then one must exist in a realm, of a corporeal form. An anchor for your soul. Flesh and blood, Vine and sun, Rock and water. Your body manifests of a realm. Each realm is a reality of its own. Unique physics, laws. Some are just infinite planes of concept, while others are bound to one rotating orb amongst trillions of floating orbs. A realm represents Body. Ability. Skill. 

Your qualia essence that gathers in the Veil cannot exist in a physical realm, just as physical manifestations cannot exist in raw Spime. In my reality, my corporeal form contains an organ called a brain. It acts like a receiver that corresponds to my Veil mind, a filter that collects memories in its gravity. In my world, it is from this place we seemingly experience life. 

Non-organic entities, such as Warks and most of their construct descendant iterations, contain a "spimecone" that houses their experience in an analogous way. And yes, if that word sounds familiar, it is the very same description given to the core mechanism that powers many jaunters/reality ships, likely even yours. For that matter (pun intended), the physical form of a body has been likened to a reality ship for the mind, which, to be fair, is also similarly powered by the Qualia of Spime.

It should be mentioned that jaunters are one of many names given to the reality ships used to traverse the Spime. Realm to realm travel is technically possible by very high powered wizard magic, Spime Pool Portals, or via extremely cleverly manufactured mechanisms. And Veilwalking allows "astral projecting" and clairvoyance into other realms, these are incorporally incompatible. But in order to realistically relocate realities, especially with loot, luggage, or leftovers, using a jaunter is the least complicated way to go.

The following applies to many ships, but by no means is the only way  Using the aforementioned spimecone, a jaunter generates a reality glob. This pocket of dimension envelopes the ship, allowing it and you to continue existing while navigating the Spimal seas. Imagine a ship that can traverse the seas like a plane in the silky clouds, can withstand the vortexing storms of hurricane walls, submersed in the deepest ocean depths like a submarine. As long as your spimecone is functioning, your reality glob will mostly keep you safe. 

(*As a side note, we don't have reality ships in my world yet)

The Spime itself is raw potential. Every never was and shoulda been. If realms are like solids, and the Veil is like gas, then the Spime is like a liquid, however a radiant liquid with varying viscosities,densities, flows, and unpredictable fractaling of magical aetheria.  It's fascinating to note that it appears possible that concentrated thoughts and emotions from large groups of entities coalescing within realms can manifest in forms from the energy of potentia out here. It is thought that some  deities are formed this way, as well as some smaller realms. 

This bubbling, toiling, churning expanse that houses the at-least 64 known realms. Some argue it may even exist as a tiny  bottlenexus, connecting to an even grander mind space, but I will not bother attempting to document that. Although, from time to time, travellers from beyond seem to interact with entities of the Spime. I do not believe they to be of the Inverse, which leaves me to believe there are leaks into more beyond that which I document.

While a full few postulate that there is a multiverse of infinite variations of worlds, that only seems to be true in one instance.**

In reality, the only the only variants of someone  that exists is a being of the reflection. Existence is made up of the Spime, the Veil, and Realms. And those realms cast out, as a fires light also dances on the trees, or as a lakes surface dopples the sky. The Inverse is what some call a "Mirror" reality.  This is where the evil twin trope seems to derive, but they're not always evil, and do not usually sport goatees, in my surmise.

But on what do those reflections exist? The void. Nothingness. And we will speak no more of that for now.

(Rest of the book is the *) So the book ends with something simple

**The A-Corp Corporation runs computer simulations of the most efficient way to achieve its goals. Each simulation has slight variations to account for different realms, calculating an infinite amount of differences. Each of these individual rendered lives would seem as alternate dimension versions of one another. 

Philosophers have argued that since these computers exist within a realm that exists in the Spime, then it would stand that these algorithms living in their rendered worlds would necessarily also gain a sentience. Lives gathering experiences in a simulated world, a gravity drawing in Qualia to form a mind in the veil. I believe this is how I am able to gather the information written here.