The stars created a dazzling spectacle that surrounded, consumed, and penetrated. It should have been overwhelming, but I couldn't look away from the eyes.
"What... what are you looking at?" I asked
There was an eternity waiting for a response. The answer came in a wink that washed over my being.
The question that answered my question.
"How do you persist?"
"I need to know more. I must know more. I want to know how it all works."
The eyes pierced me. They evaluated me my limp form. I stared them down. I knew there was more to know about this world, this life, this universe.
I wanted them to tell me.
I waited for them to tell me.
After a million years, a billion years, I got my answer.
The eyes opened up and the universe unlocked. The gears and numbers and mechanics were made plain to my eyes, to my being.
The next question formed itself unbidden. "What's next?"
"Well, Dr. Hawking, the future is up to you."
[written 12 April 2018]