"Listen," Ms. A was saying to him and her voice, more than ever, sounded as if it was the digitally-manipulated sounds of Cynnie, "it's true, there is an Essential Book of Creation but it has long since been turned into dust. This unshaped mass of Digital Being that you keep looking for and that contains all of the combinatory potential of all the writings is in YOU. It has been parading about the electrosphere of humanity for as long as language has infiltrated our brains...and now it resides in the soft shell account of someone named Abe Golam. That's you. But do you know who you really are? Don't answer me yet. I can tell that you're still resisting, that you're still trying to break the hold of this endless dreamstory that keeps writing itself out for you..."