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It is where all points converge-life, reality, heaven, hell, thought, imagination-that holds the answer, a governing instability, a kind of hideous, unquantifiable creation-destruction. Don't try to comprehend. You can't. You're happier than you suspect without the burden of knowing the unknowable. Just settle on this for now. Whatever you sense, regardless of your condition, is all there is. But if you come here, when you come here, new eyes will open. In a blinding flash, you will see there is an off switch for the universe, the heavens, the underworld, and everything conjoined and augmented beyond the invention of numbers. The Throne of Ultimate Chaos anchors it, creating hells out of heavens and hells out of hells. And the Throne rests uneasy. That which breathes life into existence grows stressed, trembles with each titanic function. This, my tender ear, is the truth you dare not understand.