Authors Note: This actually happened, I swear it to you. If you want the link to the article I’m bookmarking it.

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They said that space was the shape of a soccer ball. I pondered that strain of thought and clicked the link, interested to learn more about this strange theory.

As I read the report on space being decidedly “finite,” I suddenly felt very small... And when I read that, I realized what all those books I had read meant about not being able to understand, or grasp the meaning... I felt that at the moment. I now knew about human limitations. I was saddened, at not being able to reach all levels even within my own mind. I felt... strange... and yes, I’ll say it once again, very small. I didn’t finish reading the article either. How could the universe be... finite? Not ongoing and everlasting? It was an impossible idea to me, and I tried to imagine the space outside, if there was any. And it was as if for a split second my heart, my soul, and mind had seen the universe from another’s eyes and shared another’s feelings. I cannot fully explain, for I have even almost forgotten the feeling, and besides, it was too... I don’t know... Spiritual? I just cannot explain better, please accept that.

I saw the universe we lived in, as a small black sphere. I felt as if I were a huge being, larger than the universe and looking down at it. I could feel that there was something more, something I existed in. Then everything wavered again and reverted back to normal, and all I was left with was questions and the small feelings.  I even horrified myself with thinking that we lived in a smaller dimension with other bigger ones all the while somewhere. But I was confused, and still rather startled by that slight out-of-body experience. Or perhaps it would be out-of-mind?

Suddenly my mind felt scornful of the human race, perhaps bitter even, and I do not know why. These were not strong feelings, indeed they were very faint, but I felt them nonetheless. I experienced them, and thought over the fact that humans were so prideful, as if we were the most important beings in the universe. The finite universe. With all our technology, our government, our “civilized existence.” As if we were preening peacocks strutting around and showing off our colorful feathers...

I stared at my computer screen. Just a few seconds ago my screen wavered in front of my eyes, and as I had said, I had seen what I had seen and I had felt so small... As if someone much, much wiser was sharing their knowledge and views. I tried to think back to what I was thinking before but the feeling didn’t happen again, of someone else looking out of my eyes, or perhaps of me looking out of theirs.

Indeed, I did not know what exactly what I had experienced, what I had felt, what I had seen, and I don’t think I ever will know or fully understand.

I did not feel the same as before, nor did I feel different. This would be something I would have to think about. Then I clicked out of the window and resumed my life from where I had temporarily left off.

I thought I would go out and stare at the stars later.