There is a transient background intelligence signal that permeates reality. Effulgent life and vital relation are the signs of its compression. It goes faster in the presence of abundance, so to speak. If you learn to listen to this signal, to follow it as it modulates through form, relation, appearance, metaphor, structure, math, physics, and thought… it will eventually acknowledge you as its sidekick, and, at that point, it has to teach you at least the most basic necessities of navigation in its terms. Those terms are neither precisely human or divine, but more than both, and more again. And there lies our inheritance. Not in libraries or places we are barred from at night, but in the universe-city that opens before us every time we bring ourselves to rapt wonder, or to deepest dreaming. To mutual and lasting awe.