I had a pretty wild one the other day, stoned and inspired by Slaughter House Five by the late Kurt Vonnegut, amazing book. Anyways the thought was that time is a vast plane which spreads infinitely wide, and every human being's life are line segments on the same line. time as human beings know it is that certain line, lets call it x. there are trillions of segments of people's lives on line x, and human beings also see line x as a ray, going from smallest to largest number. This is the illusion of time on man. Time is actually everwide, and there are extradimensional beings who follow different lines or live in an area of time which they can coexist in simultaneously, living in every moment of their "area" at once, or there may be intersections where extradimensionals briefly meet with human beings. Yea, weird. Definately read Slaughter House Five, very good for times of stoneyness.