Right now, I am looking through a hole in my wooden fence. It is about the size of a quarter dollar. It happens that, through the hole, down the canyon, the rear light reflector of my neighbor's car is in the exact space as the hole. It is daytime. It looks like a tiny neon-red fire is burning. Maybe it is the sun to some smaller universe-- one universe that I am omniscient within. I want to keep looking. I want to see what happens when it is gone.