sketch credit: Artist SR Mehta, downloaded from Internet
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in the dead of the night when we are lying flat on our back as tranquil stillness drapes pristine silence we surrender to a benign bliss attack attention softens in timeless meditation poised in the bardo as awareness self-aware in the vibrant void of cessation we vaporise that grid looping form with mind of God doth pair from root to crown at back along the spine as also over front to create a vertical split as a seamless whole the grid goes live thus lamp of magnetic light in form is lit like a band of steel with no gap at all divine energy is sensed as cool heat the benediction flows into our waking state vibrance of being-ness that does not deplete
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