"The 
                    Aleph?" I echoed. "Yes, the place where all the 
                    places of the world meet without mingling, beheld from every 
                    possible angle at once
." I tried to make sense 
                    of it. "But isn't the cellar very dark?" "Truth 
                    never penetrates an unwilling mind. If all the places of the 
                    earth are in the Aleph, then all sources of illumination, 
                    all lamps, all veins of light are there." "I shall 
                    go and look at once." (J.L. Borges, El Aleph.)