pre-homework daydream babble

At conception, at the simplest level before becoming something else, a picture is only lines. At conception, stories are only sounds represented by letters, and music is nothing but tones scattered randomly on the air. It would maybe make sense to say, poetically, that humans at conception (and I mean universally, not individually) are only ideas, shaped by a God working in those mystical upper dimensions of the kind theorized about by scientists and Madeline L'Engle. Not time, because thoughts can transcend time, but maybe a step or two above.

Imagine, please, a dimension where thoughts can be perceived in a more concrete form, fully understood, and easily manipulated by a being able to perceive and understand them in that fullness. All our thoughts also exist in this dimension, but we are too "flat" to see more than a single side of them, and that side is the one within our poor heads. This explains, albeit whimsically, the difficulty there can be in understanding an unfamiliar concept of mathematics, because we can only grasp one aspect of it at a time, and must wait until, in its own dimension, it rotates for us, until we see another side and can better understand, and until we hopefully and eventually come to know its entire form.

So a God would be a being able to exist in this higher dimension, and able to manipulate these thoughts at will and with ease, thus able to create. And not necessarily the thoughts we think of as thoughts, the ones that end up meandering through our humble heads, but all thoughts, as in the thoughts all things have of their own natures, the concepts by which the universe the runs itself.

Just wondering. Now to write up that physics lab, and be constructive.