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- I saw one form that was a little different from the rest—compact, almost
- glimmering, like a multifaceted jewel, but of jet-black. It was like a
- bit of polished coal. “What’s that?”
- Alia sounded as if she was smiling. “Take a look.”
- I didn’t know how to. But even as I framed the desire I felt myself
- falling toward the jewel-like knot of knowledge.
- I felt a surge of new understanding—a moment of insight, like a
- breakthrough after years of study in some arcane subject, or the sudden
- clarification when the solution of a puzzle becomes obvious. This glimmering
- knot of understanding contained all of physics—and I saw it all. I
- enjoyed a deep understanding of the fabric of the cosmos, from the minuscule
- symmetries of the fundamental objects from which space and
- time were ultimately constructed, all the way to the jewel-like geometry of
- the universe as a whole, folded over on itself in higher dimensions—
- although now I saw that those two poles of structure, large and small, were
- in fact one, as if all of reality were folded together again on some more abstract
- scale.
- But even as I wallowed in this joyous understanding, a part of
- me noticed features a physicist of the twenty-first century would have
- recognized—even an engineer like me. Our basic map of the universe’s
- composition was here, the proportions of dark energy, dark matter, baryonic
- matter, as determined by our space telescopes; and I made out the
- familiar milestones of the universe’s evolution out of the initial singularity,
- through stages of expansion and cooling, all the way to the matter dominated
- age that had given rise to humans. Some of our theories to
- explain this universal structure had contained glimmerings of truth after
- all, I realized. They were all partial, all gropings in the dark, each tentative
- explanation like the light scattered from one facet of this ultimate jewel of
- understanding. And yet we got some of it right, I thought with a surge of
- pride, we primitives on our single, muddy, messed-up little world.
- But that sense of pride quickly dissipated when I saw that this jewellike
- structure of knowledge, this “ultimate truth,” was ancient. The total
- understanding dreamed of by the physicists of my time, the limits of their
- imagination, had not only been achieved, but long ago—and it had been
- overshadowed by deeper mysteries yet.
- But I wasn’t here for physics, but to confront mysteries of the human
- heart—and the superhuman. Reluctantly I pulled away. I tried to remember,
- to hold on to some glimmering of this ultimate understanding, but
- already it was melting like a snowflake cupped in my hand, its beautiful
- symmetries and unity lost. Already I was forgetting.
- Transcendent, Chapter 58
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