Psychology must mean at least two things. First the myriad theories regarding it. But also the tricks we can play in musement itself that have a higher place in our cosmos and yet relate to psychology as phenomena. For example to me two events are never necessarily discrete or separated in the sense of their being unable to segue or contact or interact with one another. But they do so in mind. Memory kicks in of course and that makes the whole thing even more confused. An exception to me is relationships that have substantial chronological separation. I am almost never the sort to say how you've changed. I feel I can pick up just where whatever was happening was happening. In other words time in this sense means little and lacks the power to separate. The effect of such a collision on consciousness might be substantial and on action resulting. Still I am fully aware that the reality I am evoking is no contradiction whatsoever of the inexorability of time and its chronological movement in a single direction. Nietzsche was wrong about eternal return taken literally but right about amor fati. I am thinking what we call psychology is simply a utility we possess to play in reality.