I was in my house. There was the comforting smell and reassuring sounds of baking. On the table a bowl of fruit. Not surprisingly, I guess, the first thing I thought was "it's a sacrifice."
Suddenly I saw the earth, the tiny blue ball, it was a seed, and the tree that grew from the seed was Time shaped as a wheel of infinite dimensions. All seeds found themselves adrift within it; and such it was with the seed of all gods and the seed of all awareness.
And each tree was every tree as each seed is every leaf.