I sat for days
In a daze
In the space of space
For the first time
As time Was
And is
Ever changing
It seems to flow from past to present
Yet Presence or Pre-sensual
Informs, imparts
The interconnectedness of All
I realised
With real eyes
The purposelessness of my life.
The point-lessness
Emanating from this single pointed awareness
That had been brewing for so many hours now
That all points arise from the pointless
As the 1 arises from the 0
I align with Einstein
And that moment I saw my E in Physics O (level)
And understood the E
Is Equal (=) to infinite impersonal mind Illumined by (x) light squared
This lazer beam awareness
Which had been surmounting
Maybe for days even
Weeks,
Months or was it years?
Of stalking myself into this reverie
This waking in the dream
That it's a projection flowing out of my brain
Yes these hands and feet that we twiddled as kids
And observed with a giggle
We knew
Yes we did
It's a point-less dream
Oh don't let this put you off,
Lower you down
Spinning around into the ground
And if you do
Once you've gone right through
You'll also remember the magic of this Dream!
Clarity revealed that space-time is time-space
All must therefore be occurring right now
Simultaneously
As space hasn't changed
Only its contents
Appear to come and go
Just like the slides of your old cine
One for every mo that you flow
From this instant to the next
It was illumined there before me
The past is not past although it went past
The future is not uncertain
If you can look out into space and see the past
All is possible
Including most especially the impossible
You see a dream
Although its just a dream
Can take on all crazy manner and means
I real eyes my icy eyes
Are melting melodically into liquid light delight
Our brains are evolving
Hulking up in to Gamma
Then diving deep in to Deltas Void
And dreamless sleep
Where Existence occurs in this single moment
In this droplet of attention
Which is every moment
Compressed or expanded
In this one place
Or space,
Here,
Right now
No-w-here
In a single point or place in space time,
This here and now
Is to hear and know
That now-here
IS no-where
All these separate little I's
All these dots which we dot to dot
Arise from the One
Before, during and after it begun
They Only exist because of the none.
Matt Gluck - Pranasana Yoga 2019