And once again in the final issue, he reaffirms that he is indeed bonded to the Logoz, and that The Logoz is a piece The Presence.
And once again establishes that Spectre, or The Logoz has various aspects of ITSELF. All stemming from Hal, as he calls himself "Spectre Prime".
"It still astonishes me what I can do. This ability to take aspects of my own consciousness and give them form... And send them off across the universe. How is this possible?
It's not as if I understand the process: I just do it. Urge becomes thought, becomes manifestation. And each one of these reflections... each one of these others, is as much of me as I am.
Yet I remain to connected to them all. The controlling consciousness. Spectre Prime. Yet I don't fell as if I'm really controlling them. It's as if we're part of the cosmic tapestry-- carrying out the will of something -- someone-- far greater than all of us.
There are times I wonder if I'm not just one more reflection of a still-larger mind. That's waiting to call me home, and swollow me up.
Undream me. [Which fits once again into Logoz being a thought in the creators mind.]
And perhaps I am. What can identity mea, after all, when you've left the world of matter of illusory between the spririt and flesh behind?
So I sail off across the Earth day after day, night after night, in more shapes and forms thatn I could ever count. Sail off to do what must be done in order to save the world one soul at a time.
Across the Earth and across the galaxies. For my work isn't limited to one planet, one culture, one small vision of reality. The Hand of The Divine[As Word and Logoz are the two "hands" of the Presence. Once again aluding to him being the entire Logoz] reaches across space and time... across all the limitless planes of existance. And where he points. I follow....
..cajoling and caressing, exhorting and harassing, comforting and terrifying, doing whatever needs to be done... Whatever each individual heart requires.. to awaken the new universe, the new age of jor and miracles, that lies . . fully realized . . . all around us.
Just waiting for us to open our eyes.
And see it."
In this very comic you see Spectre holding all of creation in his hands. And shaping and reshaping it.