Imagine, if you will, that we are map makers. We have been making maps for as long as we can remember, and so too our parents, and our parent’s parents, and so forth and so on. We have been making maps for so long that the maps alone have become our obsession as we are making maps of maps of maps… We have forgotten reality, forsaken mother mystery.
What is reality? This physical reality seems very compelling/pervasive/persistent, and also (if not more so) this abstract reality. Indeed, it appears to be a superset of physical reality, the source of every thing.
One fundamental difference between the physical and the abstract is locality/existence/embodiment. In physical reality, existence requires a specific location in space-time, thus objects are unique and we have the problem of property/possession/ownership. The structures of abstract reality (or information space) are also necessarily unique; however, anything which thinks may wander at will throughout information space without displacement of either the observed or other observers. Information space remains eternal, without change; it is the observation which may change.
For example: If upon some shore I find a pretty pebble and give it to you, it is yours, no longer mine; by contrast, if beyond some invisible door I find an interesting idea and show you to it, it is ours, cause to combine.
Property is naturally bound to the physical. The abstract is a commons. We may think we create ideas but we find them. Finding ideas is often associated with great expense of time and energy spent in exploration, and the tendency for secrecy and compensation, but information space remains open and free, without security, without commodity. Ironically, it seems we consider information and idea as commodity and we peddle our maps, whether for commerce or for pride.
Communication is not the negotiation/transference of proprietary privilege; rather it is the exchange of coordinates/symbols/language such that each observer may find the same address/location in information space, and though each individual perception remains unique, to converge on a common object in absract reality.
I have not given you something that is mine (no more than a map to define), but the will to bring you somewhere that I have been, for you may look upon that which I have seen, with your own experience and perception, possibly to reveal to me, something of the real mystery between.