SEVENTH CORRIDOR
Each wave is gently cradling an individual entity. A revelation occurs, as I realize that each of the entities pulsates autonomously with the Holy Spirit, as light merges with light.
In the seventh corridor of my mind, I journey, without any visible signs of movement.
My soul enters an evanescent state, leaving behind the material world, which dissipates subtly into black and white, and finally slips away... like a fading dream.
My inner being becomes transitory, as I discover myself gazing down upon a golden threshold.
There are two crystal tables, one of which holds the Book of Life, and the other, the Book of Wrath.
I pensively wonder, which dimension is truly a dream.
Beyond the crystal tables is a vast green sea, The Sea of Divine Analytical Wisdom.
There are many waves which appear to be very thick and buoyant, suggesting a high consistency of salt.
Each wave is gently cradling an individual entity.
A revelation occurs, as I realize that each of the entities pulsates autonomously with the Holy Spirit, as light merges with light.
This all knowing, all encompassing light is the true light of compassion, it is the symbiotic heartbeat of the worlds.
A non-audible voice echoes quietly within... "This is the era of new peace."
A ship approaches from the outer realms. There is no one at her helm. As I eagerly board her I realize that I am her Captain.
