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Bliss mist

His thirst being unquenchable, the seeker flounders about distraught, rejecting all transient sensory gratification, uncompromisingly yearning for lasting fulfilment. Exhausted, he closes his eyes and goes in, within, into the dark void of vibrant emptiness. Present thus, as awareness without thought, alertly poised without any restrictive fear or desire, he is swathed in waves of ineffable ecstatic bliss. Imbibing and assimilating the elixir, he vaporises to become the current itself. Twice born he lives on Radiant bliss with no name You are He, he says 13-August-2020

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