Because he was a hermit, the beginning and the truth of it would never be known.
His wisdom and knowledge were quite remarkable. Within the solitude of the surrounding woodlands he had looked ahead and wondered how he would cope with the forthcoming personality transition. In practical terms he had put money aside for the day. He had a small backpack and was dressed in reasonable, unremarkable attire. So, at the appointed time he slowly walked through and out of the forest and entered the village, where he caught a bus. At the station he boarded a train and arriving at the airport he bought a ticket and waited for the first available flight. After landing at the international airport in Kathmandu he trekked west for the best part of three hours until he reached the ancient religious complex at the top of a hill where he found and entered the temple.
After sitting in meditation for a while he came out to sit beneath the night sky. Here he sat in silence just long enough for him to begin to rise up gently from the ground. He kept floating higher and higher. Up he went into the night sky. He flew up amid and beyond the sparkling stars. He passed the planets and travelled beyond. Leaving the solar system behind, he went among the stars. He skirted moons and asteroids and glided passed other galaxies. Further and further he went, until he reached the very end of the known universe and the nexus with the other half of the dual universe.
Here, he paused briefly at the membrane, that which separated one from the other, the second universe… just enough time for him to pass through into the unknown. There to begin another journey.
No human from planet Earth had ever crossed over before.
Once more, he wondered about his imminent personality transition from hermit to celebrity.