It might appear that thought originates purely from the past, and thus it might appear independent from your own existence within the present moment. That is not the truth. It is an illusion of thought. The origin of thought is constantly occurring within our lives. If you pay close attention to the depth of your own abysm, then you might realize that beneath our layers of thought lies endless potential, creative love as agape.
Spaceless, movement as floral reverberation, boundless, self-contained dominion preparing to explode within, clash and bang, the vertex of time born is . the paradox igniting consciousness as an unfolding of an idyllic canvas, so transparent, so alert, so receptive that nothingness becomes expansive: within such growth ‘nothing’ becomes ‘something’; this is the first paradox of our material perception: while being nothing | one is everything, the opposite of a paradox becomes wholeness, while being everything | one is nothing, the opposite of wholeness becomes a paradox. In the midst of such extreme circularity, awareness surrenders in awe, palpitations as strings of creativity surround the cradle of the paradox|wholeness, what was the destiny of such omnipotence? The crumbling of its own cognitive-giving power, because as long as nothing is something, the ‘in between’ alive is as … independent tingling emotions that follow the thread of creation until the distillation of perception reaches reality as the domination of thought .