The Gods of Hyperspace

There are sounds from all around the room, like the swooshing of brooms on wet cement. An ammonia odor fills the air. 

Before you can reply, there is a flash of light in front of you is a moving shape. It floats right and left at a height of five feet. Then is stops and shoots downward. It is about the size of a pillow and covered with skin. 

You slowly walk to the blob and touch it with your index finger. The odd thing shrinks to the size of a cantaloupe yet retains its skin-like texture. It feels warm and soft, just like human flesh.  

Now the blob increases in size again while you and Sally stare with your mouths agape. When it stops growing, it is the size of a large turkey. It is mostly flesh, but along one side is a ridge-like structure and a strip of black, velvet-like material. 

The creature starts bouncing on the floor, making loud slapping sounds like the flapping of a fish out of water. Then it is quiet and still, resembling 

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I generated almost all of the titles of my books on my own, without help from the publisher, and most people tell me they like the titles quite a bit. Sometimes, when I am undecided about a title, I send a few possibilities out to friends for their assessment, and I use the title that receives the most votes. Some favorite Pickover book titles are Keys to Infinity, The Lobotomy Club, The Mathematics of Oz, Surfing Through Hyperspace, Sushi Never Sleeps, Liquid Earth, The Alien IQ Test, Computers and the Imagination, Chaos in Wonderland, Calculus and Pizza, and The Loom of God. 

Our cosmos—the world we see, hear, feel—is the three-dimensional surface of a vast, four-dimensional sea.. . . What lies outside the sea s surface The wholly other world of God No longer is theology embarrassed by the contradiction between God s imminence and transcendence. Hyperspace touches every point of three-space. God is closer to us than our breathing. He can see every portion of our world, touch every particle without moving a finger though our space. Yet the Kingdom of God is completely outside of three-space, in a direction in which we cannot even point. 

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