Matthew Sikora

Finding the roots of a past, buried by the slow ticking of time, it becomes more and more apparent that time might be an illusion. Some kind of trick with a tick. Strangely familiar to Philip K. Dick's account after he wrote, "Flow My Tears, The Policeman Said." "How to Build a Universe That Doesn't Fall Apart Two Days Later," recalls the theory that came to fruition after his strange experiences. Coming to the possible conclusion that underneath this ever changing world lies the eternal, the unchanging, the absolute real.