I saw this world...
Wonderful, filthy, irrational, fascinating.
It was like a Creator's junkyard where higher-dimensional consciousnesses temporarily concocted some rules and other strange devices, or just momentary thoughts, useful, useless, failed, discarded, forgotten—anyway, they just recklessly tossed them here.
Then, all these things, unwilling to be quiet, stirred restlessly, began to merge, to interact; they attracted each other and assimilated each other; and eventually, they fitted together perfectly, self-justified!
Just like this, this world gave birth to itself.
This is a world full of miracles.
Here
there is an invisible bond between molecules, which they call... force.
Here
all things are twisting and changing in a predetermined direction, which they call... time.
Here
everything carries its own light and heat, which they call... energy.
Here
there are they
...
...
This is the ultimate manifestation of all miracles.
