Christians believed infinity was a realm of white light; but I thought it must be black, blue-black, booming with the thunder of colliding atoms, a theater of energy. Out of the chaos particles formed and reformed into shapes of dread and desire, evil and enlightenment. We called them angels, elementals, demons, ghosts, gods and goddesses. They approached us spirit to spirit, taking physical shape because our understanding was limited to the material. They had messages for us, which we received as scrambled images or riddles, since our material minds could not take the truth directly. They told us, if only we would listen, that Reason was the sleep of fools and the Self was a mirage.

— Ann Arensberg