Together in Infinity
Collapse and spiral into this dream. Give yourself over to this feeling, this desire. Open wide those shy eyes and see the world as it presents itself. Perception is reality, and its manifestation is derived from consciousness.
Your consciousness. Your reality.
We may never meet, we may never touch, we may never love, but we will share this space together. No matter how vast the distance or how stretched the time between us in this ethereal plane, we are Aware. Of each other. You there, me here. Our existence irreversibly intertwined like the strands of our DNA, deep inside. We are dancing here, the pulse carrying through the realm as it penetrates like electric rain into each and every one of us.. over and over and over. You feel it. You can’t deny it. And you have no need to. You are here. As am I. And we are aware. Of everything. And nothing.
Simultaneously.
How frightening the thought of knowing that which can save or destroy you. Are you scared? Are you confused? Do you believe me? Do you want to know more? Do you avoid knowing all together? Are you here? Where? Here. in this place, questions are more important than answers. Ask the right question, and the answer becomes irrelevant. Ask the wrong question, and the answer may be the only savior capable of saving you. But saving is beyond you. Beyond me. Beyond everything we can ever conceive of. For you see, we are Lost. Unquestionably. Happily. Eternally. And purposefully.
And that is why we know each other. That is why we’re here. Together. We are Lost, and we have no intention. Of. Ever. Being. Found.
Thought I’d drop by and let you know that I read this when you published it I just couldn’t think of what to say…still can’t think of a lot to say, (lol) but, it is beautiful and breathtaking and I absolutely love the pic you included.
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Thank you so much Gothique. I’ve finally resurfaced into the silence once again and I thought I’d drop a few new posts. It seems like this one fights complete understanding but I’m so glad to hear your thoughts on it. hope all is well my dear, and please keep listening to the whispers.
-silence