The cosmos communicated. It flooded his
mind with stars and equations, with the formula for infinity.
Everything was revealed to him. EVERYTHING.
The reality of the smallest thing to the largest thing. There was no size.
It was just a category, like the whole of
time and space that stretched out before him. He saw the beginning of
all and the end of all and he saw that both occurred
at once. He saw things as God saw things. He saw that he was God. He
saw that all was God. He saw that all was one. The ultimate truth was
set in front of him and the intelligible
was rendered elementary. The mysteries that had taunted humankind
since its inception were solved and made known. The Universe had
whispered in his ear and he had been granted the most absolute of
privileges.
He alone saw all.
He alone knew all.
He alone knew what
it was all for.
'Hang on,' he
eventually said to himself, 'if I play my cards right, I might be able to make
a few bob out of this.'
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