Alnilam

In the sky of Indra there is a web of pearls ordered in such a way that if you look through one, you will see all the other reflected in it. In the same way, every object of the world is not just itself, but it includes any other single object and it is, in fact, every other [ ... and inside Indra's Tower... ] there are also hundreds of thousands towers [or Universes], every one so exquisitely ornamented like the Main Tower and so spacious like Heaven. And all these towers beyond a number could be calculated, don't absolutely disturb each other; every one preserves its individual existence in perfect harmony with all the rest; there is nothing here that could impede one tower being fusioned with all the rest individually and collectively; there's a state of perfect mixture and, however, of perfect order. Sudhana, the young pilgrim, sees himself in all the towers and in every one of them, where the whole is contained in every one and every one is contained in the whole.