Unreliable narration is commonplace in all history recordings. Each person carries a series of tales, some reliable, some not so much. Some of our understanding of history is inevitably fabricated. We attempt to decipher the ever complicated fractal-like present expanding before us based only on perceptions of fleeting present moments, recorded and reordered to make us all make sense to each other. Though the moments recorded will never return in a literal sense, they have a tendency to line up in such tidy ways to explain themselves omnipresently. Our human experience of sensation is eternally driven by colossal universal forces acted out on a minute, self-similar scale. We are more or less trapped in a Venn Diagram of perceptions. Even in the grand scope of human possibility, we are unable to see beyond where we have already been looking.