The drop of water is recognized in the fullness of the ocean. After the torpor of unconsciousness, we disintegrate in the ardor of transcendence.. (Caption..) Do not tend to understand, don't try to explain. The mind is too limited a resource for achieving this splendor. The Infinite cannot fit in to the finite. Ethereal silence that translates the Absolute that words do not touch. Come on, be perfect! For alchemical fire lapids the rough stones into luminescent crystals. Ineffable mystery silence the voices that separated us. Jump off , for the wings of the Goddess invite us to supreme ecstasy. If she lives in me, why open your eyes? From the bow
