Atoneness
The breeze in the trees tease the ears to believe that the sea sings its hushed song overhead, manifesting as a soft lullaby, your eyes get heavy, as you approach the hinterland of Mind. Two rivers converge, and visions emerge, you have reached the confluence of dreams and verity. Streaming consciousness freshly unbound from Duality. All Become’s One, when to the Garden you return. The idyllic place where beginnings and endings are the same, welcome back to this place where Form still exists yet in the absence of Name...
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