The unknown lies just on the other side of a very thin curtain.
Sometimes its silhouette seems discernible.
Sometimes it is light compared with which everything else is shadow.
If I draw back the curtain, What if it is something else entirely?
What if it is something of which I cannot conceive, that will destroy the line between genius and madness forever?
Something that will make my eyes blaze with beauty and terror in equal measure.
Knowledge that is too great to be borne by one soul, but which is present in all.

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