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Vision

A dreaming mystery

A vision

An energy

A possibility

Perfection

What is the vision

That exists beyond the eyes and within the mind

The vision that allows you to see a person's face beyond the vast realm of space?

What is the energy that we should believe?

What is truth?

Is truth only what you see?

Or is truth also what you think, envision, believe?

Is the destiny, the destination, the same as the distance?

The journey, one with the arrival?

I see faces, people...

People I know from the universe...

People I know from the metaverse...

I see them within my mind...

I send good energy and vibrations...

One world, no matter how infinite...

So close, no matter what distance...

Omnipotent power...

I could teleport instantly...

To arrive, face to face...

To speak, to listen, to know, to understand...

I this being in my mind...

Am I truly seeing?

Am I looking?

I care, even if this world is different...

What is the world of mind?

Manifest? Unmanifest?

I think it is sun, then it is sun...

I think it is moon, then it is moon...

Yet the face of another, I do not change, for they are their own being...

Yet I still see them appear in my portal...

My window, my door...

In my mind, I care, I love, I feel compassion, I want happiness for that person...

I could see them through my eyes if I travelled some physical distance, no matter how far...

Yet in my mind, I see all things instantly, faster than the Internet or any computer...

I send loving energy, faster than a message or an email...

Why do I see through my mind?

I can see red and I can see blue...

I can detect a fragrance also...

What is a fragrance when so distant and far away?

How can the mind detect these things without presence?

I consider God's Spirit...

His Omnipotence...

How He can see...

All beings...

All lives...

All time...

All space...

All knowing...

All powerful...

Able to change any moment or detail...

This freedom is a joy...

Human mystery...

Freedom to travel, to be...

To exist, freely...

I can do anything, but what is the right thing to do?

The power to do literally anything, what is the right thing?

Action?

Non-action?

Create?

Preserve?

Enhance?

Improve?

Save?

Embrace?

Love?

Stand aside?

What is perfection?

God's Love is Ultimate.

Replication, emanation...

Product of divine equation...

Who are we to see so far?

Beyond the space, beyond the stars?

I see the planets, the galaxies...

I see the distant worlds ahead of me...

I see the omniverse, from vaguely to the potential of zooming in on every detail...

The eyes of a dragonfly...

From within and without...

I see from within my mind a reality not before my eyes in front of me...

What is vision and what is sight?

What are the eyes that see the dreams at night?

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Jul 8, 2018
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