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That very seed of the universe… which you long to behold— that… is none other than me. So leave this world aside for once, and look… at me. Within us the entire cosmos lies concealed, vast beyond measure. Unfold it— if truly you wish to see. In your eyes its reflection appears; within the pupils it gathers itself in but a moment— how unfathomably deep! Have you ever sat quietly and wondered— why is it so? What is it that you seek to know? You yourself are the universe. A single moment of waiting is an entire age… when stretched to its furthest intensity. Like a bow drawn back to the ear— savage, wild, amid forests, ravines, aimed toward me, only a few moments remain before release. Then remember: every passing instant had once felt immense. Life itself stood dwarfed before that one moment— how could a single instant be so endlessly long? This thing we call time is merely waiting— nothing more. If there were no possibility of ending, of death, then time itself would lose all meaning. De...