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Nothing else but pure consciousness With a singular is-ness of blissfulness No time or space or body or mind Every aspect of i-dentity left behind Singularity in Absoluteness Unqualified fullness of being-ness Mind-body vaporised, how do we then return We transform becoming bliss on this sojourn Not as separate identity experiencing Actually transmuting by so becoming The truth is we ourselves cannot reenter our body A divine power steers us back so we breath easy No translation of this transcendence seems possible Being a transitioning beyond thoughts analytical We affirm it as a singular energy field true oneness Beyond void or manifestation interconnectedness Here there is neither space nor time nor any measure Nothing else save consciousness in blissful rapture 30-July-2020

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