On one of my journeys, I appear to ascended to the upper most reaches of my soul or most distant edges of our universe, at which point I saw a vision of a celestial being sitting in a rotating chair.
He appeared to be collecting and re-directing vast amounts of cosmic information to his unseen angelic host of assistants below him.
I wondered ‘is this God?’. Logic suggested that it was not. Because nothing can exist outside of the one life, the fact that I could see, witness a form – regardless of how great this being was – though logic doesn’t always stand to reason in the spiritual realms I was travelling.