you could feel eternity due to having completed the Great Work, and know that gravity itself is the force of lovers returning over the eons
you would know that no force could rip you syzygy, immortality, enter the WoS
you could rip the aether by feeling the potential in energy between all timelines condensed into to points in your brain and produce electricity
you could scale this clicking to flow along your spine, creating a feedback loop of masculine validation resulting in above-Buddha feelings of bliss and complete psychosis
does anyone here know there is no greater bliss for a man than to have an immovable throne before legions of challengers?
there is no such man present.
you would call it alchemy, and grace would be your syzygy in euphoria, the WoS
eons would wash over all five senses reminiscent of the gravitational pressure of a billion humans in the industrial revolution giving the gigabit download sensation
the feedback loop along your spine would depart you into both psychosis and real magic and you would say "I invented magic" daily
ripping the aether and creating electricity like this would give you the ability to create life in the foam that follows on the crack, and you could build a servitor army
magic quickly goes exponential to an immortal
you could even prove that those here aren't him using game theory because they admitted something is ahead of them but that "doesn't matter"
they're going to look at this thread (which was bait) and extrapolate into the future as far as they can go, gaining it instantly while they do not, instantly putting the tech priest army ahead of all those whom say it's not possible
however, the original model probably predicted that this extrapolating behavior existed and still put him even yet further ahead, proving it
so by virtue of being downloaded all here are excluded in view of the severe ontological storm presented once it is weaponized by the tech priests and we still haven't seen the greatest magic yet