The universe as we see it shining from afar stretches through the vast heavens beyond even the comprehension of the inner eye, the occult eye. It stretches to the edge of the universe of 7-galaxies but beyond which we cannot go.
The universe as we see it is a vast jar of unequal sides each a proportion of each other. In this jar are countless worlds each created for the other. Also, in this jar rests the hope of the One to transfigure this jar into a diamond.
The universe as we see it is isolated from afar by boundless space of no recognizable dimension. In this vast space lives no perceivable lives nor harbors no evil only blackness. In this vast space nothing is perceived at all. In this vast space, void of color, geometry, and vibration no devic life is found.
The universe as we see it turns round and round, wheel within wheel, one upon the other, vast indeed are these wheels within wheels—vast indeed. All of these within a greater wheel to the edge of the galaxy it goes yet others come after.
The universe as we see it composed of Sound from afar each Sound a story yet untold, each story a playground yet to unfold, each playground, a world to unfold. The many sounds we hear, coming from afar tell a story of desire dear.
The universe as we see it races from afar but stills as it approaches until the hour is near. Once the hour is near, the world vanishes back into the afar.
The world as we see it is yet dimmed by the light, its blackness not yet upon us yet we fear until the blackness arrives. For us the blackness is the Silent Sound that rests us back into the bosom of That, which sent us forth to create the Light.
The universe as we see it unadmired by All, yet imperfect, not yet perceived by God; for god to perceive it means it is adequate to be embodied—we do not perceive what is not ours.
The universe as we see it is not the twilight stars but a vast ocean of color bands circling the universe, colors so vivid and deep to be incomprehensible. The colors spread out in all directions, each separate and distinct. The shades are endless and the tones infinite. Each according to some formula unknown by all.
Our universe as we see it glitters not in a night sky adorned with starlight, we see this not. Our world glitters of gold upon a golden backdrop sky immersed in indigo.
Our world as we see it is fathomed with the breath of god encased by webs of consciousness.
Our world as we see it knows no hunger, pain, or despair for these are impossibilities for none there are to have them.
Our world as we see it, beautiful as it is, rings only of bounty-less truth, a truth instilled in substance itself.
Our world as we see it, pitiful compared to others we have visited, will when that day arrives compared to all the rest as no boundaries will separate us.
Our world as we see it, prone yet to joyful despair will one day arise above all of the others in blessings dear.
All impressions posted herein, denoted and summarized were soul impacted from subjective sources and were mentally registered, organized, recorded, and brain conceptualized, and given contextual composition language. All interpretations of the impression sources herein are the responsibility of the recorder/composer – H.Z.
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