
Dr. Peter Russell, Alice in Quantum Land
A Quantum’s Eye View. “Good morning, Alice,” a voice said. Or at least it seemed like a voice. Alice rubbed her eyes. She’d fallen asleep in the orchard and had been dreaming of tea parties with singing cakes and dancing oysters. She rubbed her eyes and looked around, but there was no one in sight. Had the voice been in the dream, she wondered?

























