Dreaming and Transcendence (Poem)

Dreaming. Transcending the human experience. Timelessness. A place where there is no space. Suspended in pure awareness. A felt sense of knowing. The unity of one. Where nothing exists but unfiltered consciousness.

I have no name. There is nothing to be had. A body… What’s that? Watching what is always here, but not always seen. The experience itself. An expression of love. Pure being. It just “is”.

Until it starts to fade…. And then just like that, my eyes open again. I feel my feet touch the ground. Perception of the world returns. I remember my name. I remember yours. But nothing is quite the same. Although the beauty still remains. What a sacred space. What is this place???

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