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Afterlife, a reflection of soul? A gap we slip through When membranes between layers unfold us To Zero Point; Touching consciousness absolute The womb we go back to Where dark does not hurt our higher selves The first seed rooted In Living Light Growing with original vibration The first sound AUM Acoustic Universal Mantra Waveforms... Existing in the space between colors Blending with all that occupies. A passage through an enigma Spanning epchos of luminous flux Patterns of conscious light, we emerged from the Void From fractals of an eternal soul A Universal breath Fuse us with flesh; Divine ballads in Golden Mean
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Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 9:57 AM UTC
Afterlife
Afterlife, a reflection of soul? A gap we slip through When membranes between layers unfold us To Zero Point; Touching consciousness absolute The womb we go back to Where dark does not hurt our higher selves The first seed rooted In Living Light Growing with original vibration The first sound AUM Acoustic Universal Mantra Waveforms... Existing in the space between colors Blending with all that occupies. A passage through an enigma Spanning epchos of luminous flux Patterns of conscious light, we emerged from the Void From fractals of an eternal soul A Universal breath Fuse us with flesh; Divine ballads in Golden Mean
Joann Chan-McKeon
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Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 9:57 AM UTC
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