Indeed paradoxical! You say it so well!

If we could but truly live in this world you describe, instead of creating our own illusions of life and meaning with restrictive boundaries. I like the circles within circles of this poem.

Interesting way of saying multiple dimensions and realities existing simultaneously.

For me, this relates to the 'assumption' theme (as inevitably, all things relate to eachother :) - in that we all tend to assume that our representation of 'the world' coincides with that of others. The named world is a common assumption - we can only be in one physical 'place' at any one 'time' - being an assumption, the only boundaries are those we we insert into our representation of it. Yet, if we believe it has no boundaries, we are compelled to construct 'defined' worlds within what we understand to be its parameters. Without boundaries, we are prisoners of chaos, which some might interpret as 'freedom', a truly frightening and wondrous concept. He he... anyway, just to completely type myself into oblivion, these world constructs would be meaningless without reference to the assumption that masquerades as the named world, the 'one' world that binds us and divides us. ROFL - well, that's one version Ashok - yours is so much more concise and credible. :))