In a dream on 5 July, 2022, Iblis was in pursuit of the Innermost Distant Mystery in a palace of infinite mansions within it as I followed close behind:
I followed Iblis... He was about ten meters ahead, passing through a series of rooms linked by doors. Behind him the odors of roses married to feces held the air captive to his pathway... Each door unlocked and opened on its own, and each one remained open once he passed through. The rooms were quite large, but all of them varied in their final shape, size, and appearance, each one lacking any content except for another door. It went on like this for some time, though I do not recall anything like a beginning or an ending...I had been looking on the image below, reading Ch. 88 of Tafseer-e-Siddiqui, titled "Different Worlds"; in my dream, a constant loop of this music.
