"Truth is irrational, worm. It sounds like madness. Yet it is."
"No! That's stupid! You sound like a cheap guru."
"Well, I am Isvara. I'm teaching you celestial wisdom. If you think I speak in tongues, then clearly, the fault is yours – you are unenlightened. Divinity surpasses substance. Do you really think that I am governed by the constraints of the universe? How else could I permeate all dimensions if I did not bend them thoroughly to my gargantuan will? I am the abyss of space. The vacuum. I manipulate matter as I wish." Samael poked my chest. "And this is the threshold to the void. The answer to why you have hungered."
"What?"
"Felt hollow all your days."
"No, BLTs usually fix that."
"Damn you, girl! Why else have you wandered incessantly. Felt adrift? Because you have no gravity. I have seen you: you are groundless. Your brain would float up to space, Shana, were it allowed."
"Are you calling me an airhead?"
