Imagine.

In the flash of a moment you explode with the beginning of all creation. Not separate from it as if you were viewing something in the past, or were there as it happened as an outside observer; but rather as if you yourself were a rip in the nothing, exploding, expanding, giving birth to fire and dust and all of creation. Breathing swirling, spinning life into the darkness and illuminating the furthest corners of all that was-not, slowly igniting star after star to burn bright with the glory of new beginnings and creation.

You feel yourself stretch out into the deepest depths and farthest reaches, filling-in even the smallest cracks of the nothingness that was. You bring your awareness to even the darkest of corners as you expand out, the vast expanse becoming like your body.

You feel the growing, glowing white hot heat of a countless trillion Suns brewing and burning, belching fire and flame into the cold as if each and every one, were your own heart in your chest; suspended in place in the endless void, beating, pumping forth warmth and light, radiating into the abyss.

You feel a small aspect of your awareness spill into these sparks in the night and, though they are forever apart of you, always and inseparable; you feel them develop their own mind and consciousness that is aware of both you and themselves. They use your spark of life to become their own unique awareness, and they use this awareness to gather strength and call forth into the darkness and the void in search of possibility.

You feel the dust collecting around the might of your countless burning hearts scattered, searing through the blackness. Slowly forming, settling to become larger and larger fragments and; slowly, drawn by the force of your intensity; begin gathering, colliding together to form the planets and moons of an endless number of solar systems.



These rocks that now hurdle, screaming through the emptiness; fixed into position around your burning hearts, become your very bones. You can feel each and every last particle of dust that now has now come together into shape and form in perfect balance and harmony, under the tremendous pull and allure of your colossal churning furnaces.

The immense heat pouring from your countless burning lights is so fierce, that it strikes at the very heart of the cold rocks swirling around them. Liquifying their core so that, they too had hearts of heat and fire churning. This internal fire in the pit of the rocks is no different than your burning Suns and, you feel them as your heart, for these two fires are one.

You feel the warmth gush forth penetrating the compacted stone, and begin to stir chemicals and gasses surrounding and on the surface; and you feel the eternally slow process of life beginning to take form, led by the blueprints set into motion the moment you shattered the nothing with your explosive expansion, programmed and woven into the fabric of reality.

The burning stars in the sky that reached out to touch the hearts of these planets, also poured out an aspect of themselves into them, giving birth to more consciousness. Allowing these once cold rocks, who were nothing more once than the swirling formless dust from the beginnings of creation, life and sentience. These planets became directly aware of themselves and the Suns that they encircled, but only indirectly aware of you, the source energy; who first breached the emptiness bursting forth with the original spark of life.

Furthermore; the planets given the belly of flames, developed abundant life flourishing on their surfaces; and, among this life there were two kinds that came forth. The life that reflected the aspect of the planet that was in harmony with itself, all of nature with it's flora and fauna and the beasts that filled the lands and skies and seas; and then the birth of yet another sub-awareness, the planetary self. Self-aware yet, unaware of the true-self. Who is at first blind to even the life-energies of the planet they walk, let alone the suns burning away, far out swirling and spun into vast and countless galaxies; and out beyond even that, the source of all.

The inhabitants of the planets who began awareness unaware; sensing only the smallest fragment of significance beyond the scope of their individual lives, are beings embarked upon a journey of the discovery of self. They are born and reborn again, with each consecutive life retaining the experience of the previous; because in reality, they are you who is the beginning of creation, and that which is the fabric of all that is.

What these beings are doing is not learning, but simply remembering. Remembering you, and who they are, and that they are made up of only the dust of the stars. Remembering that they are one with all that is; and one with that which gave birth to all. They are to discover that they are the architects of their own creation, and this understanding is the final stage of the evolution of creation. Reunity of the microself to the macroself. The realization of the cosmic self by the planetary self, who is born of the earth of the planet, which was forged in the fires of the suns that were given flame at the beginning of all that is.

This is the purpose of the whole of existence; why you tore screaming, with explosive fury across the endless void, bringing an end to the silent emptiness and infinite darkness that was, before all that is. It is why you ignited all the burning stars that hang in the sky, with your heart of fire and molten flame, pouring yourself with passion blazing, into these suspended lights that pepper the sky.

You knew that the radiance of these suns, who were no more than a reflection of you, would draw together the formless and the shapeless out of the howling void. With authority commanding the dust to come into shape, spinning and fixed into place. You knew that, just as you had poured yourself into the starlight, the starlight would pour some of itself into these new forms of rock and earth.

You knew that the planets would act as a mother, and a womb for these starchildren; as they lived life after life safe within her protection. Providing all the necessities for life, and growth. You knew the worlds giving birth to these beings would also pour their source energy into her inhabitants, giving birth to beings who were one with you, as you are them.

Much like how; from the body comes the arm, and from the arms are the hands, and finally at the end of our hands are our fingers, so to is creation. There are separate parts, however they are also a whole, and complete singular. Trees too are another example of this, you have the roots and the trunk of the tree, that separate off into limbs; which further give way to branches, and then finally leaves, or fruit or flowers.

Much in the same way, is the cosmic self in relation to the planetary self. They are as one body and same mind, there is no separation on any level, for you must forever remain apart of your own self; you cannot leave you, you may simply only forget yourself. The individual and planetary self is a brilliant flower blossoming from the tree of life that is you, ever growing, ever expanding. To walk the ground of your own creation, as a being in full-remembrance of yourself, and all that you are, is the reason for it all. To experience it and to know that you are in complete unity and harmony with all that is before you everywhere.

Regardless of the degrees of separation between you, as the source of all; and the self-aware consciousness birthed on the micro level, you always remained aware of each and every last fleeting spark of your original self. You shared the individual mind of each new thing your awareness was poured into, as they are made up of entirely and only you; even if only an aspect of an aspect. So, in reality there is only you, encompassing all of time and space; always aware of yourself, but also so often forgetting yourself completely.

Last Edited by Wingslikeadragon on 03/15/2012 02:32 AM