I would like to repeat a few of the most outrageous things I've said before, as it may do some people some good to reconsider them now in light of what has recently transpired. Be warned that this is one of those matters with which you can very easily harm yourself by attempting to approach without proper understanding, which is significantly more difficult than it will appear. The choice to know is yours.
I once spent 300 years in Eden with my lover, at the culmination of which I explained to her that I would have to leave for a while because there were people in another world who were going to need me. At that point I stepped through a portal and immediately woke up, literally entering another world.
On the next closest layer to our own, I saw a dilapidated city of gold, full of nothing but death and decay. At the very centre was a raised platform with a golden throne upon it. The throne was surrounded by nine hooded figures who perceived God's skeleton sitting upon it, as they all attempted to discover the means of taking the skeleton's place. I approached the throne, knocked over the hollow skeleton and sat on the throne. I looked at the nine figures, then stood up, kicked over the false throne, drew the sword of light I had forged in my heart from Yggdrasil's seed (which was gifted to me when I had perceived myself as a position upon the world tree rather than an individual) and sundered the entire realm.