In my sleep I imagined a circle. At the top you know you're God. At the bottom, you abjectly worship God. Each stage of the cycle has an associated sound: going down is groaning, coming up is more like "yippee". If you add them all together, what you get is "Ommm". I first imagined this in Exeter, and have been trying to articulate it ever since.
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