HORATIO
O day and night, but this is wondrous strange!
HAMLET
And therefore as a stranger give it welcome.
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
It is possible though ridiculously improbable that every single atom in your body happen to be in the precise position as to avoid contact with every single atom that form a wall, if one was to trip and fall towards the wall while this astronomically improbable coincidental atomic arrangement was present then you would fall straight through the wall and into the next room as if it wasn't there.
Some of the theories that predict how the universe came to be suggest that on an incredibly small scale, thanks to Heisenberg's uncertainty principle there is a chaotic flux of particles popping into existence, a particle and an anti particle which then proceed to annihilate each other creating energy, and as we know thanks to Einstein, energy is mass just as mass is energy. Now this is happening at an incredibly, infinitesimal small scale, everywhere. This is happening inside of us too, constantly creating an infinitesimally small amount of free energy that is not bound by the conservation of energy.
Our brain as we see it, a squidgy, wrinkly blob, a miracle of evolutionary biology, I wonder what it looks like on an incredibly small scale like the Planck length and the mind too. I wonder at what is possible when you take into account that both in and out, that is big and small, are a measurable dimension, one that perhaps our conciousness can travel.
I dream of what wonders are possible, if not maybe probable
My philosophy just got bigger, and just imagine, What dreams may come?