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Confused images filled his mind. What did they mean? Where did they come from? What was their purpose? And a million other questions. Questions asked not in words but feelings. How was that possible? It went on and on and on. A great galactic spiral of images, feelings, events and more. His life and dreams were but an example. So miniscule they were almost irrelevant. But they mattered because they existed and were something rather than nothing. In this cosmic swirl a mere individual was as important as a God and vice versa. Here scale was equal. A God was an individual and an individual was a God.

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