Then you see the whole thing, from head to toe. The ends of time and space, though it never really ends; and just as there is no end, there is no center; no meaning, no purpose, no creator guiding this infinite system to some kind of meaning. In this first phase of the journey, you are presented the facts. I’m sure it’s hard for others to experience the utter meaninglessness of their own civilization, even their species, in this way, but it was nothing new to me. I guess I’m far too Hungarian for this; insignificance and lack of control have been always been a fact of life for me. Seeing it as a hard, cosmic truth was fine, I guess. It’s good to know that every decision I have made or ever will make is essentially meaningless. It takes the pressure off. But I live in Hungary, so that’s no big surprise.