Before me a black canvas, but not of color, nor shape, nor describable by any means of words blinds me. Yet a sense of tranquility feels my soul and being. As I gaze upon the imponderable, the darkness consumes me for I am part of what it was, is, and will be. Devoured in its vastness I begin to fixate. I become aware that it is more then simply space filled by a richness of shadows but an essence of being alive surrounds and flows through me. Floating is a sensation that is devoid yet in my consciousness I am cognizant of my being one with this thing for which I am now a part of. There is no direction, no sensation of up or down, nor weight for that matter. I simply am. Comfort and serenity overcome my senses. Rich and pure are my thoughts for no shame, fear, sadness, happiness, nor any other substance of emotion exist. Cast from a distance, a pin of light feels me from inside, reflecting from the center of my soul and out into the farthest reaches of that which bathes me in its peacefulness and perfection. There is no right or wrong, no good or evil yet diversity abounds within this infinite creation. Ripples of vibrations reverberate around me with a complexity not of sound but of perception. Pa-pump, Pa-pump, PA-pump!!!!
Posted on: Fri, 17 Oct 2014 15:13:06 +0000
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