of all form. its not that i cant write, its that writing is so insufficient. when miracles occur, the mind can truly not comprehend the perfection of the universe and all its permutations. i sit sipping tea made from tulsi leaves blessed at the Vishnu temple mixed with the guru water from the mountain, my heart is expanded to not only hold all of Arunachala and India, but all the Gods of the God plane and the unending blessings of the Undying Being that is without any description yet is all and beyond all. recently returned from a 30 hour stay on the top, sitting in the Shiva cave, chanting, meditating, completely drenched in the force of being concentrated and compressed to its infinite vibration, expanding only as the soul descends to the world below and then returns the tiny self to its infinite source. The heart expands in all directions in unending force and frequency stretching the little self to infinite proportions. there is only the flashing light and the sonorous chant of OM pulsing through the universal being, in this light i am and become aware and conscious and the unending waves of ANANDA flow and grow and increase in unending pain pleasure force that is the self experiencing eternity and finite being simultaneously. where the heart flows the waters of love pour and never end, i am magically all and one and free to be that always, the nervous system encompasses everything gently and ecstatically, feeling everything now. what is this tiny bit left here, the self from the life unlived, is shaken and left behind. what is left is beyond description.
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