As I write I see the universe I create inside my boundless mind. I see the character mind I make and it is filled with a neural universe all its own. Is there another smaller universe inside a mind inside that one? Is my own mind the writer's work? A writer may be giving me flaws and strengths in this universe in their mind. And is that writer not just a character and this story but a theme inside a theme? 

Here I dream. There I hypothesize. 

No greater experiment exists. 

Truly this fiction is a science after all.