Chapter 23
Short lobes chopped thick water and pushed the boat forward. And what would be there – ahead? Million of sounds, thoughts, colours? Billions of ideas and options? Enemies, colleagues, and fierce disputes between them? One passionate speech or years of hard work? Deadly war or new world order? The execution or recognition? Laughter or fear? Should I speak or remain silent? What was my duty to undertake and my fault? What was my purpose? Its fake grandeur was lost like an insignificant drop in the ocean of the universe... In the ocean of the universes...
The uncountable worlds came in endless, parallel spirals from the bottom up, from top to bottom, from left to right, and vice versa, each with its own unimportant pace, each with its own important goal. The future was left behin
