Ganesha, or whatever, an elephant headed human revealed itself in the midst of a sleepless night. He awoke with the sun. He, made of clouds of twilight and carrying the weight of the world awoke and saw me watching him.
Slowly moving his trunk underneath my feet and lifting me, drawing me nearer until his left eye covered the blushing sky from horizon to verge.
And then a sound. Like the sound of all sounds ever to have been made but only all of them, at the same time.
I was reborn.
The last piece of writing is allegorical. Is literal. It transcends both...