Now here's a painting of a landscape, now the artist who painted that picture say's something is missing, what is it?
It is I myself, who is part of the landscape I painted.
So he mentally takes a step back a bit, or regress's, and paints a picture of the artist painting a picture of the landscape.
Still something is missing, that something is still his real self painting the second picture.
So he regress's further and paints a third.
A picture of the artist painting a picture, of the artist painting a picture of the landscape.
And because something is still missing.
He paints a 4th and a 5th until he paints a picture of the artist painting a picture, of the artist painting a picture, of the artist painting a picture, of the artist painting a landscape.
So Infinate regression?
It is the moment when our artist has regressed to the point of infinity and himself becomes part of the landscape he painted and is both the observer and the observed.
Well in that peculiar condition what would he be observing if he were observing moments of Time.
Time is like a freeway with an infinate number of lanes, all leading from the past to the future.
A driver by changing lanes may crash or however a driver by changing lanes may survive.
It follows that changing lanes can tell you the future or make it.
