“Great as the heavens and small as a grain of sand so is time in the hand of men.” “Oh! I am wise,” he thought to himself as he answered to the Great Worlds call. “Wait, what was the question again?” He muttered to himself, “I think I missed something.” “Great answer!” Exclaimed the Great worlds, “You shall go to the beginning.” By this time all sound was drowned by the great doors,” Kooong!” He tried to shout, “what did you say about the beginning?” but no one could respond.
Suddenly, like a great apocalypse, the ground behind begun to sink. Piece by piece, block by block. “What is this?” he thought, “someone needs to give me an answer.” But no answer was coming forth. As if being sucked in by a vacuum, a great force pulled him toward the entrance. “I am sure left for dead,” he thought. With a great force, he bounced off an invisible wall in the doorway and was thrown to the edge of the collapsing ground.
With each bounce off the invisible wall in the doorway came a gushing of pain from the crown of his head to the souls of his feet. It was the most unbearable situation he had ever seen. “How did I get here? How did I even get the idea that I could defy the great sages of old?” he asked himself. But scarier than the pain, was the sight of the fire that seemed to consume every inch of ground that was collapsing. “If I don’t get my act together,” he thought to himself, “I am as good as dead.”
Suddenly, as he was being pulled toward the open door and he saw the words written in almost invisible ink, “תּוֹדָה” and a voice followed saying, “He that receives not, shall not be received.” “Seriously!” he exclaimed. By this time, he was bouncing off the invisible wall the tenth time. “Damn, why did I not pay attention during those ancient language lectures?” By this time, he was surely running out of ground to bounce back to. A great lake of lava was beginning to appear, “falling there is not an option. Come on think!”
“Wait,” as if he had received an epiphany, “that is Hebrew. You read right to left not left to right.” By this time, he had bounced over a hundred times and had figured a way to calm his mind during his newly found ordeal. Then he shouted, “thank you!” as if he had not been heard he shouted again, “Thank you! Thank you!” This the vacuum pulled him in thrice hard and yet there was scarcely any more bouncing ground.
Suddenly, the word changed to, “בּוֹא” and a voice said, ”welcome to the Great Worlds.” “What there is a second word?” Nobody said anything about a second word let alone the first word. A great light peered into his being, everything he had ever seen, known, heard or even believed was revealed in an instant. “What is this? Who is this? When is this?” he asked as he lost all consciousness.
