Letter Twenty-Four “Homo Angelicus”

“All right. Enough of this! Transparency of time, and times, and oneness are just fine, I’m sure. But my head is spinning. And I’m in the dark about some very simple things. For instance, where exactly are we? When we arrived in this time, we came down into a deep forest in the Sahara Desert, of all places. But then, in some kind of meditative state, we followed you here to this temple city and garden. Which place is real? What is your world really like? What are your people really like?”

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