"Once when I was in the state into which my experiments brought me, I asked myself: “What is the world?”. Immediately I saw a semblance of some big flower, like a rose or a lotus, the petals of which were continually unfolding from the middle, growing, increasing in size, reaching the outside of the flower and then in some way again returning to the middle and starting again at the beginning. Words in no way express it. In this flower there was an incredible quantity of light, movement, colour, music, emotion, agitation, knowledge, intelligence, mathematics, and continuous unceasing growth. And while I was looking at this flower someone seemed to explain to me that this was the “World” or “Brahma” in its clearest aspect and in the nearest possible approximation to what it is in reality — “If the approximation were made still nearer, it would be Brahma himself, as he is”, said the voice."
P.D. Ouspensky, A New Model of the Universe (1938)
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