There I am in the infinite minding my own business when I discover hands, my hands wanting something to do. And what do you do with those impulses of reality arising out of whatever it is, (no names please!)? Just play, it is thinking to itself, and by the way within your/my consciousness, there are wonderful things to play with, wonderful words, stories, images, and symbols, and, oh yes, wonderful sounds by which more of whatever this is and I am begins to show up. Making it all up from scratch is what I say; but what do I know? What do you want to know? Now that you are here; sit back and enjoy what it feels like starting from the beginning.