The fictional courtroom of imagined inner observers that indict, judge, evaluate, spin histories, court cases, narratives, wild fantastical divinities, and every kind critic and authority… is the absence of the overwatch of reality, being, nature and relation in and as it. Every moment of our being and thought, action and intention, »is nature observing nature being us. In nature there is no such representation of self or other. Only relation as it is. Fictions are impossible, only relations and their absences are actual in any way. But nothing can be hidden there. Everything we are and do, all that we relate with and deny is forever in and as the environment, alive. These imagined critics inside as are the shadows of our absence from actual relationships. With our own intelligence, awareness, food, world, other beings and living places. These critics are ghosts. Of absence. From understanding that we are the sun, the sky. We are the earth and all that lives or has, will or may… raise eyes or forms from dust to skies and stars.