I dreamed of nothingness last night. Nothingness dreamed me. Lady Nirvana, dancing in nothingness. A perfect fragrance of nothingness. A perfect fragrance of nothingness gently giving rise to everythingness. When I woke up I cuddled with my girlfriend and listened to the Birds here in Shambhala, New Zealand. The sun rise penetrated somehow. A gentle nothingness penetrating a gentle heart. I dreamed of nothingness last night. The bamboo in our garden woke me suddenly and reminded me how something can be empty and full all at once. Like a bamboo flute filled with air and the air of music. Ancient music of the heart. Ancient music of the soul. Le Papillon Mystique danse dans le Coeur du ciel de nos ames.
Author ~ God Dieux
Canadian Spiritual Author, Mystic Poet, Spiritual Guide, Singer, Songwriter, Artist, Photographer, Filmmaker, Visionary