The Metaphysical Carvation Into the Basement of the Mind

The integration into the collective unconscious. This is how we eliminate the egoic distraction of the mind. This is how we eliminate untruthfulness. This is how we bring compassion to the body and the mind. This is how we set down the past. This is how we de-fascinate with the future. This is how we come together in universal, mindful coalescence of the heart, the soul, the mind, the body, this is how we are eternally open with visions that will cleanse and bathe every cataract within. This is how we are transfigured, metamorphosized away from the prophet-inspired dissonance, into the Dyonistic enclosure into the truth of oneness.

How to sleep, how to dream, with cleansing, with glorification. With incendiary internal fires that glow all around us until we have nothing, nowhere, that will ever separate us from the whole. Oneness, fertile oneness, gathering around everyone into the internal, eternal circle of life. This is how we will always glow and sing, dancing, weave, and never halt the innocent beast within from transforming away into the celestial glow of oneness, fullness, and epic glorification of all that is right. All that is right forever, that never falls down.

The collective unconscious grows us, expands us out, modifies our existence from the de-crusted wrapped up formation of the false child. Reintegrates and re-morphosizes back to who you truly are within. The true I, the true self. The collective unconscious will bring you back to who you truly are.

The vestibule sequence of all of the noble truths of oneness. Being with the gentle focus on the mind, the body, the breath. And slowly feeling the the expansion of the breath. The blue light from within, expanding out the body and the mind. You are here but you are also everywhere, everything, expanding out across and throughout time. Unable to judge, anywhere at all, the difference between who you believe you are, and who you truly are. Washing away all of the scars and scorns to find yourself back upon the simple shoreline of the Bodhic ocean. No more ending. No more beginning. Only at all and ever within the capsule of oneness that strips away all of the walls to embrace everything and everyone all at once. And never once again fixating yourself into the abstract nuisance of time.

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