“My world collapsed to a point. It was just as Drabk had told me; the way home led through Pointland. In my Pointland, everything was in one place. Me and the grolly root were mashed in there together. But even though the parts of my body were all on top of each other, somehow the parts were different. Yes, I was a point, but I was a point with structure. My eyes were folded in there for instance, and I could see. Well, not exactly see; it was more like I had a mental image of my world, because ...the world was right on top of the eye. My image held every bit of me at once: me inside me inside me inside me. It was cosmic. Speaking or cosmic, for the little time that I was in Pointland, I was possessed by the notion that the Presence was me. Yes, in Pointland I was filled with the belief that Joe Cube was God. I, you, he, she, it—all of space was Joe! I was everywhere, I knew everything, I could do anything. I said it out loud, the thinking the same as the speaking: “Let every part of creation praise omnipresent, omniscient, omnipotent Joe Cube!”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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