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I stand alone, feet bare, at precipices' edge. I feel the wind, a gentle embrace, breathy, Infinite caress, enveloping my soul in the Eternity of acceptance. Irises shut, against the gentle piercing of dawns red-gold, tender radiance, I gaze into the kaleidoscopic configurations of Eternity, and see all, in dazzling brightness. the winds caress comes now, softly, soft, as the reverent touchings of the Lovers, gentle in their adoration, lost in their worship, of love, of life, of each other.. I inhale, slowly, the air warm and strange, and infinitely tender, alive in itself, and in its love of everything, of the world, and of the multicolored ecstasies' of Eternity... I breathe, and, slowly, I grow, expanding outwards, encompassing everything, and inwards, becoming nothing...and I discover the learnings of my secret heart.. I breathe...and I release, everything.. softly, I dissipate, my body released, become one with the world; with the air, with the stone, with earth, with life, with love... I remain there, awhile longer, existing in peace, and in the love of spirit...I breathe, deeply, once.  I open my eyes...and see my face, there before me, smiling, out of a cracked, and broken mirror; and there is the light of Eternity in my skin, in my smile...and there is everything and nothing, in the Eternity of my eyes.
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Nov 2, 2016
Nov 2, 2016 at 5:03 PM UTC
Revelation
I stand alone, feet bare, at precipices' edge. I feel the wind, a gentle embrace, breathy, Infinite caress, enveloping my soul in the Eternity of acceptance. Irises shut, against the gentle piercing of dawns red-gold, tender radiance, I gaze into the kaleidoscopic configurations of Eternity, and see all, in dazzling brightness. the winds caress comes now, softly, soft, as the reverent touchings of the Lovers, gentle in their adoration, lost in their worship, of love, of life, of each other.. I inhale, slowly, the air warm and strange, and infinitely tender, alive in itself, and in its love of everything, of the world, and of the multicolored ecstasies' of Eternity... I breathe, and, slowly, I grow, expanding outwards, encompassing everything, and inwards, becoming nothing...and I discover the learnings of my secret heart.. I breathe...and I release, everything.. softly, I dissipate, my body released, become one with the world; with the air, with the stone, with earth, with life, with love... I remain there, awhile longer, existing in peace, and in the love of spirit...I breathe, deeply, once.  I open my eyes...and see my face, there before me, smiling, out of a cracked, and broken mirror; and there is the light of Eternity in my skin, in my smile...and there is everything and nothing, in the Eternity of my eyes.
If one may gain such knowing of ones self, knowledge true, and  without deceit, then will that one gain everlasting peace, and eternal bliss; and that one may be calm, even in the face of all calamity.
christian-l-bixler
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Nov 2, 2016
Nov 2, 2016 at 5:03 PM UTC
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