Memory Of A Strange Essence

The vision, it left me puzzled. Dreaming of a moment lost in time. Something of significance has been captured. A long lasting scent of beauty. Fallen curls against a lovely face. A crowded place, surrounding wanderers.

Having not been awake since the end of our existence. The sounds of myself calling out to the past. They said they had dreamed of me. I told them, it was not a dream, more real than this illusion we stand in.

Wondering if I had been missing the signs. Unaware of the dream, traveling to secret places. Who they might be, might not be determined. Where the dream leads, it is lacking in precision.

Visiting the person we have created. They know more than I can tell you in words. The power of the dreamer lies here. Purpose says you exist somewhere in time, you are something more.

Melodic Bliss

Letting it swim around inside my mind. feeling the essence enter my soul, seeing my true connection with the highest elements of nature, watching myself from deep inside. catching the sweet musical ride. Coming into the ways of the spirit, dancing around hearing the voices from an ancient time. Mesmerized by wonder, memory of a liquid entity. Idea of a past fairytale moving its way inside of me, the dream state I had once forgotten coming alive again, watching the stillness, as I begin soaring into the moment of a glistening night. Recognition of a heart beating once as it stops to start again. Catching me, taking me away from the self I came to know.

Now time to pass this on, share the magic and share the silence, clouds of smoke surrounding our secret place. breathing in with simplicity, breathing out with relief, feeling complete and absolute. Standing together and apart from the mundane experience, Standing alone without a modified structure. It has no restriction, no standards to meet, letting us become one with the unquestionable freedom. Feeling the body of the substance from which this has been taken. Having no measurements, coming away from the judgment of this world, feeling the purity that has no limits.

Into the places of the magical beings, and the vast unknown, I am here! I am alive! I am free!

Feeling it swarm all around me, making me warm, taking me to that beautiful place of ultimate peace, without comparison. Influenced by nothing more, appreciation for the feeling of the highest of highs. On this level we see the external world with new eyes, looking into the infinite with a pure, definite understanding of this love.

In this moment ...as I now enter with clarity, together we realize that this life is sacred, our awareness goes deeper than what happens to us here, confusion is a lost thought, now seeing the ways in how we are becoming more than the contents of our life, noticing and hearing the chaos, but only listening to the dead silence. feeling the empty space in where this all happens, and where I might exist.

Now as I slow down, forever this shall remain, catch up with me soon. Not too far out, I'll travel with you in sight, I'll come back into orbit and see you off. As I sift into the forgotten worlds of yesterday, sinking back inside myself, slowly I fall asleep.

Euphoria

Waking up on a cool summer morning the sun warming my face, next to everything, I became aware of something new, I was seeing a world with out fear, separation, concepts, or thoughts for the first time in my life. All of the imagined scenarios, all my fear of the unknown, all my worries, the world I knew and the world itself no longer existed in a sense. I was not me, although I was essentially myself, I had opened my eyes, but it was not my eyes I was seeing with. I was seeing with every thing that ever was and ever could have been, I saw all the un-manifested unimagined possibilities at hand, it had the most unusual effect. Life was new, life was love, life was crisp and clean, it was bright, and beautiful, it was warming and kind, it was reassuring and safe, life had shown itself to me, Love had shown me the truth of life. Everything was familiar yet so unrecognizable at the same time. Life became filled with love that had surfaced up from the depths of illusion and poured out all around me.

Pure, and rich I felt life showing me something beyond reason, beyond my previous perception of reality, giving me an understanding of the infinite, life took place beyond time, love looked inside me and as I looked into myself I was everything, but still I was there, Although I was nothing but a thought, This love of my own made a connection with my being, and I felt it surround me, it captured my eyes and sifted its way inside my soul, I soon found myself swimming through the vessels of everlasting infinite power and life. I could see with more than my eyes, I could feel with more than touch. I drifted through currents into the emptiness of everything and beyond. I became life, I stepped inside euphoria.


random insight: Most people are on the world, not in it—have no conscious sympathy or relationship to anything about them—undiffused, separate, and rigidly alone like marbles of polished stone, touching but separate. -John Muir