I would think that seeing things from, let's say the 4th dimension, or wherever time, space, and probability could be witnessed first-hand, would go by like a flip book, or if you were to move faster or slower than time itself (thus navigating the 4th dimension), would first stutter like using a flipbook or roto-scope, and then start smoothing over as you are between the "pages" of now and forever (much like watching a recording of a camera watching a recording, and there being the short delays between processing the information; and then it stops (if slowed down), or skips by seconds/minutes/hours/days/weeks/months/years/decades/eons (provided you sped up), and you see time/space stand still like a frame of a movie). In one direction, you can see the passage of one reality, or the one reality you were living, opposite that, you can see before then; to the side, you can see one or few variables of one or few things change, and above and below that, similar, but/yet different. Keep moving between them in realtime (keeping time a constant), and it would then seem as if imagination becomes reality and vice-versa (say, what runs through your head, positive or negative; optimism or pessimism, wish would happen, or what unlikely, but did, happen).
This is my thought on at least the 4th dimension, on navigating the Time side of things; on the plane of probability. These subtle changes would be, so to speak, different odds of things happening. So let's say for example you're playing a game of baseball; you're the batter, and you time-lock like this:
X (where you're traveling is the base time/space line): You're on the plate, the ball is halfway at you, and you're thinking of hitting the ball. Forward, you can see yourself hitting the ball (because you will with 90% chance), and behind you, you can see yourself confidently walk up to the plate. However, to your right, you see yourself more confident and down the distance, the ball is more likely a home run; however, opposite that, you see yourself still confident (and rather full of yourself), and the shot's odds of home run begin to not matter, and it's a matter of even hitting the ball by now.
Now let's look up, your technique has probably changed, and diagonally left or right, so does the pitcher's, and one point or another, there also seems to be one of your guys on second base shifting between his own universe of probabilities like you're going through in the moment, even though your time zone lacks one on the field (at a 7th or 11th dimension, elaborating, imagine yourself as being that guy while you're yourself and the pitcher; and similar to this, has it's own bizarre directions; that can be discussed later. back to topic.). Below seems similar, but now we notice something, the Y-axis seems to be based on the chances of doing something else; turns out the guy on second base a good few pages diagonally was either going to steal third, or slide into base (safe or not). It seems Y = chances of orthodoxy; because the moves made more sense above, than below.
So now our universe consists of a timeline affected by chance and techniques. X= time, Y = Chance/probability, Z = Technique. While X and Y seem to be a constant variable, we ought to take this endless flipbook through it's own flips, and go through some variable constants. Welcome to traveling between parallel universes; change everything else but 1 (let's say everything acts exactly the same way, just entirely different race/people/species/planet, and now we're traveling universes perpendicularly.
I can imagine seeing something like that would either make someone dizzy or sick; but I can imagine that it's how the spirit can navigate itself through a series of ideal, or less than ideal, events in order to accomplish it's goal. Sorta like the improbability device in Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy. If one can willingly navigate this, I believe this can be considered a "fate line" or "walk of faith"; others could mistake it for "destiny" if they stumbled across a point in time/space that hits the spot; but to those that manipulate these things, they become fate.
I don't know, this sounds like something that would be better understood if someone was high (and maybe drunk at the same time). But I can imagine if time/space really does work this way, and one had absolute full control over it; let's say all this gets elaborated to 11 dimensions, one can become God by mere thought, or make their imaginations a reality (even if for a moment, and then return to their home time/space where Reality sucks and what was once a hyper-elaborate (engineering/design-wise) de-atomizer they fired, is now nothing more than a crappily-made cosplay item made of tin foil and cardboard for a costume). To observe things in such manner, this could possibly become a means of time and universe/space travel. Maybe that's also how some bits of religion could also be explained (speaking to angels/demons, going to Heaven or Hell).
Reading through all that got me dizzy, but would be interesting. The idea came from a dream I had where I saw my life flash before my eyes in all of it's iterations. It was like a 3d gallery of my life, folders upon folders upon folders, inter-twining through themselves, and sometimes coming out the other. Imagine it like having yourself dive into a klein bottle, and that's how you can say that's how life looks like "from outside".
Actually, my dream summarized that life is best explained as our very universe. Stars are births (of self or a child from oneself), and black holes are death (same principles); deep space is empty and nothingness which contains everything.
Also, looking through all that, I think in one iteration, I BECAME Kamina.
Oh yeah, and if you ever get such a dream, make sure your head has some protection, because it will get mindfucked like a psychic honeymoon. It was the trippiest/coolest dream I ever had. I'm surprised I didn't
after having that dream.