“So, let me get this”, the booming authoritative voice spoke out: “You had the chance to do whatever you wanted, to create whatever kind of reality and local universe you could, and you…spent it all hydrating horses?” It hit you like a ton of bricks, but each brick was made out of its own component ton of bricks, each made out of more bricks. There was no more reality. There was only bricks extending endlessly in spiral patterns of fractal beauty. You reached up a hand to gesture at...
