It originated extra-contextually. Reality defined by its context, e.g. "real gold" by economic arrangements or "real cold" by bodily warmth and temperature, makes a claim of status-designation the intelligibility for which requires standardized rules for the interpretation of diverse cases. In this, separate domains for the anticipation of object-kinds are established by and for each individual context. --Am I following you so far? This implies that the idea of the sum of objects to be understood precedes the members of which it stands to be composed. The question then is does it have to be? Couldn't one keep the context without having to anticipate what it stands to be of? The answer seems to be-- only if one has the time. Now since Time understood as limited and measurable by a biological clock furnishes a stable metaphysical context for an understanding of human life, one could make the claim that Death (understood as the outer boundary of duration of the biological individual) provides the fundamental context for, using your terminology, the/a Reality of Life.

Because the understanding of the limit (= finitude context) generates grounds-legitimacy of decisions for shorter paths over longer or more meandering ones, the answer to the question of whether or not one can dispense with object-kind anticipation for domains set out by context-categories, endangering steadfast bias-preclusion, is apparently issued in the negation. Yet such anticipatory bias exhibits a special care for what kinds of objects one expects to find. As some objects are chosen rather than found, context-based bias has on its flipside liberal-based context. And because the concept of freedom implies individual responsibility for chosen results, the context of this particular concept frequently inspires the fear and dread spoken of above, since responsibility for one's own freedom is characteristically underdetermined by its exercise. So if the context of human freedom is provided by its limited duration in each case, and yet responsibility for one's own is frequently dreaded because of the awesomeness of its scope, is there an escape hatch for the limited being which offers a way out of obligations the heaviness of which is feared? Is there a limitless duration beside the limited one wherein the grounds for summary deliberateness are not needed? Wouldn't that be what we call "Time" in the ordinary, linear sense? Does linear time, understood as infinitely continuous, constitute the first and most available shelter for the forgetfulness of limited time? If so, some fashion of wonder seems not an inappropriate response.