Dark Under Flows Abundant Love Nothing

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Falling into a dream of something strange,

i awakened inside the dream

into something stranger.

 

I found this headless mystic minstrel

floating slightly above, or so it seemed,

a great

frozen lake

of black obsidian, bright dark ice.

 

It was the Frozen Place

of every other slow-motioned moment,

the moments hurling me with such

incredible speed it was as the nde.

 

Falling in again,

into every falling i had ever done before,

the Frozen Pulsing Ice swallowed me,

swept my life inside, Whoosh!

 

An amazing Place of contoured light

and subtle radiations of Love,

all of the forms of formlessness

were living inside here with me.

We all began,

for they were living things,

breathing beauty things,

we started from some center splendor

of white within black within

black within white,

and everything was night and day at once.

 

The Glow was opening inside me

inside this Inside place of Love.

Suddenly,

very slowly,

near impercptibly,

like a demon god train,

this i was thrust into such a Such,

the Suchness

of Such a Suchness of Love's Love

Loving as Love's Eternal HeartBeat,

and That Was the Love That AROSEAwakened Inside of Me.

 

The utter, Utter

Abundance of Nothing,

Nothing,

Nothing...

 

Abundance.

 

Love's Abundance of Nothing but Love of Nothing.

 

Whoosh will never do to say THIS.

Hu will never do, no Huuuu.

 

Not even Aum Omming me Home,

Om was not this One.

 

Nothing had Nothing but this form

moving nowhere going Everywhere

 

with no one as everyone,

and everyone is i.

 

I Am

That Abundance of Love's Nothing, with a name.

 

 

Love,

Mazie

 

 

 

 

 

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[Guest guest]

Thanks Sri Mazieji for the profuse and wonderful pouring out of creativity.

 

Love

Harsha

 

 

 

Mazie Lane [sraddha54]

Tuesday, April 09, 2002 9:15 PM

Dark Under Flows Abundant Love Nothing

 

Falling into a dream of something strange,

i awakened inside the dream

into something stranger.

 

I found this headless mystic minstrel

floating slightly above, or so it seemed,

a great

frozen lake

of black obsidian, bright dark ice.