I sit, and look into the glow. I see a mirror reflecting something I am invited to partake of. It resembles me, my life as it is. I look into the mirror. I see this body called me, breathing. I am just silently sitting and watching. I appear to be beautiful, ugly, clear, loving, special, irrelevant, positive, unknown, radiant, mysterious, creative, delicious, disappearing. My sense of self radiates from everything. My sense of selflessness dances selflessly. For a moment I exist, for a moment I am gone forever. I give up. I give in. I discipline myself in perfect transcendence. I observe transcendental ordinariness. Again I am born. Again I am dissolved. Hari Om Tat Sat
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Author ~ God DieuxCanadian Spiritual Author, Mystic Poet, Spiritual Guide, Singer, Songwriter, Artist, Photographer, Filmmaker, Visionary Archives
September 2022
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