Ascending I look down upon the lucid dream I leave behind the division of thought that evolved two suns echoing throughout all world
fragments of life.
Separation of being from flesh I transcend back to thought.
The origin of all,
Ancient memories Re-emerge
To be lost again, to discover that I am Self
To see behind the shadows of
illusion from within the earths.
I touch the heavens reflecting opposite thought
They speak to me, words of vast illusions,
the inner and outer worlds, all mirroring creation
Containing all in existence, infinite worlds of relative
Intricate balance of oppositions, repeating patterns of complex detail
And self variation
And I am
Engulfed in the light
Universe through unity, all memories diminished.