Meaning of life nearly revealed to woman in car

Last Friday afternoon, I almost had it just for a moment. A secret. An understanding of humanity, or a glimpse of unified meaning in this teeming world, of how and why we run around living, grasping, fighting, killing each other, loving and hoping enough to keep on bringing children into it. Why we’re joyful and sad, envious and spiteful and ambitious, power hungry, devious and cruel. The crush of Delhi and night-life in Tokyo, every photograph ever taken of a crowded market in Africa, ticker tape parades, armies, protests, factory workers, orphanages. It was the briefest of moments with the Aleph, that dizzying God-view, there in my mind’s eye. And then it wasn’t there.

It wasn’t the rapture & I didn’t brake, but I might have if it had been.