Being human is something like a branching multiverse in that the choices not taken exist side by side with the one that was and continue to exert their interference upon it. These other branches no longer branch, only the reality retains the open future, which again in its own way exerts a strange magnetism over present and past. All of this is a crude metaphor for the most basic temporalisation meant only to point to something obscured by familiarity and the lack of an appropriate language. The point is to find the intuitive understanding of most proximate being and replace it before all other topologies of thought and reflection, all other theories of mind.