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Under A Cold Aurora  

Ultraviolet_Sol 43M
156 posts
3/11/2021 12:40 am
Under A Cold Aurora

Strangeland III

"My heart was sent pieces, into the sky, confetti reconfigured into a magnum opus of light and darkness."

It was precisely 3:00 a.m. The witching hour. The world was empty, save for the dynamic movements of the wind, which whispered the secrets of the wastelands and the heavenly realms.

My earth bound<b> physical </font></b>Frame pulsated in the shadows.

The light on the garage drew my attention, beginning to come alive.

Out of the light emerged a visage of the deity: Shiva.

A conduit began to form, as the arms of the deity began to maneuver, a cosmic dance, before my eyes.

I watched.

After a time, my earth bound<b> physical </font></b>frame transferred to the driver's seat of the vehicle, seat laid back, in and out of awareness of an earth bound dimension.

I closed my eyes, summoning the courage to face The Fear, overcome with simultaneous elation, as excess sensory outputs transferred to the forefront of my mind's eye.

A wheel appeared, and began to spin, slowly, a mechanistic movement.

A numinous spot light ignited, cast upon a pin point on the wheel, as the wheel stood still.

In the spot light was a face from my past.

Out of this face from my past came a deluge of information, which I was able to interpret and process, simultaneously; a psychological spectrum of human thought, emotion, and understanding. I understood.

The wheel then began to spin again. A mechanistic movement.

I then saw a face from my present. The same mechanism occurred.

Then a face from my future. I understood.

of my earth bound activities drew the surface. of my divinely inspired times descended and merged with the earth bound.

Although I was human too human, at the same time there was beauty to my existence perhaps. Beauty.

I felt the urge to weep. Tears of joy.

Maybe I could be... Redeemed.

I felt the urge and ability to take a vow of silence and never speak again.

I always knew I was headed for the monastery.
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Ultraviolet_Sol 43M
622 posts
6/1/2021 2:29 am
    Quoting  :
Strangeland. Yes..
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