A Universal Truth
Take a pew, and, view;
beyond...
Beyond yourself,
beyond the Earth,
beyond the stars,
beyond the galaxies,
beyond the universe.
Viewing, beyond;
what is material,
beyond;
what is imagined,
beyond;
the conscious and subconscious.
Viewing, beyond; what, is and what, is not.
Viewing, beyond; existence.
In doing so, you will find, that; life as we know it, really, is, all relative. Relative to all. Relative to all matter, and, all, that matters. Relative to all that is spawned, whether as a thought, or, as a conscious being. Relative to the Creator, to all that has been created, to all that has the capability to create and to the creative processes, which allow for creativity to exist.
Imagine;
an incessant, indefinite, prismal hall, adorned and inlaid with, 'the mirrors of creation'. Each and every looking glass projecting reflections from opposite sides. Deeper and deeper, within, the triangular facing juxtapositions, for all of time and space and realities. Immemorial. All introspections, conjured and displayed, extrospectively, for infinity, like reflective echoes.
Reflective echoes which sense and show; time, space and reality, in every way. Every, single, mind-churning creation. Every originitavely, conceivable and...
beyond...
Beyond yourself,
beyond the Earth,
beyond the stars,
beyond the galaxies,
beyond the universe.
Viewing, beyond;
what is material,
beyond;
what is imagined,
beyond;
the conscious and subconscious.
Viewing, beyond; what, is and what, is not.
Viewing, beyond; existence.
In doing so, you will find, that; life as we know it, really, is, all relative. Relative to all. Relative to all matter, and, all, that matters. Relative to all that is spawned, whether as a thought, or, as a conscious being. Relative to the Creator, to all that has been created, to all that has the capability to create and to the creative processes, which allow for creativity to exist.
Imagine;
an incessant, indefinite, prismal hall, adorned and inlaid with, 'the mirrors of creation'. Each and every looking glass projecting reflections from opposite sides. Deeper and deeper, within, the triangular facing juxtapositions, for all of time and space and realities. Immemorial. All introspections, conjured and displayed, extrospectively, for infinity, like reflective echoes.
Reflective echoes which sense and show; time, space and reality, in every way. Every, single, mind-churning creation. Every originitavely, conceivable and...