Like the fingers of an unknown god creating new worlds in some new place, a young lady spins ideas out to people in a far distant galaxy. Perhaps they are even way out somewhere in this large auditorium, seemingly present here with her, and “with” the rest of us, although none of them are really “here” in some deeply significant sense, but orbiting around a now-being-created-electronic mind.
The lights in the room are dimmed so not to interfere with the performers, yet even a casual glance reveals several small auras of white light with fingers moving smartly, caressing mental messages, tapping and radiating thoughts and feelings that are too good to spin around in just one person’s mental world.
Not to criticize in any way, no, not any longer. Dimly now I realize that some new being has entered into our presence. Perhaps theologians will someday debate endlessly about this event but it is becoming apparent that a new world is being created and perhaps this present time is no longer still the First Day.
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