Territorial Rights

How can my experience be wrong?  It just never really made any sense to me.  Never. It never made sense that there could be a hierarchy of realities.  It never made sense that there could be a reality beyond this one right here, nor that I should hand over my own experiential freedom for the sake of securing a safe passage non-existent reality for the few. But, perhaps inevitably, we do tend to give up our own “experiential territory” and our own artistry.  Our lives deaden as we seek to extend the validity of our experience beyond its natural limits, to gain external endorsement when such confirmation was never needed.  And we notice levity return when we step back into our shoes, admit the invisible obvious, and once again return to our art, releasing others to return to theirs.