from Ben Okri, Infinite Riches

Night of wondrous transformations

Then it occurred to me that in other realms, new worlds were being dreamt up, were being born. New things were emerging from the turbulence of people speaking the only language that is understood--the language of violence. On other spheres new realities were coming into being. On which sphere was I? It seemed I dwelt in several of them at once. The different spheres seemed all superimposed, existing concurrently within the same space. All this confused me. I wandered amongst the rioting people. There were six hot moons in my head.