Take a sneak peek

Flickers in the void reveal, what space attempts to conceal, that we’re encased in its womb, entrapped in a catacomb. All realms dual are thought forms, for soul to learn through fierce storms and then return to God’s light, that shimmers through space, so bright. To see this truth with our eyes, is known when our ego dies, for since we’re not body-mind, we see when we’re love aligned. Love arises on its own, when lower mind we dethrone, that as pheromones mingle, eye of soul becomes single. Bliss fixates our attention, to behold God’s dimension, in, within and all around, which divine light does surround. We can see, if we release, habit to think, a disease and allow silence to speak, to get of God, a sneak peek.