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At times I have this feeling, so ancient, so primordial, so domineering and yet not so aggressive as to be disconcerting.

It is deep and yet so tantalising as to become a feature to be investigated not by mind logic but to follow it, allow it, surrender to it. 

I feel in the quietness of myself a falling into an endless pit, an abyss of blackness and it is not frightening or depressing and I feel that this black hole is beckoning me on. I feel this is where the Universe spat us out, birthed us.

It is the Universes and my origin, where my spirit, my essence and my soul has an invisible tether and this tether is not restrictive and gives way when there is a need or impulse, however the link is always there and cannot be severed.

This black deep abyss sucks me back and it is an assuring and comforting feeling and I yearn to be consumed, drowned in this. This is not a depressing or suicidal feeling, it is as if my very soul senses its origin in the depths of the fount of the Universe.

It is the vestiges of my inculcated ego that tentatively clings to its brainwashed erroneously constructed mislead ideas and concepts which I took for real as the magicians sleight of erotic hand bewitched and bedazzled me. Oh naïve son of man, haste thou not heard of the seduced senses taking the impermanence and rust and decay of mortal flesh and its accoutrements, the entangled world of human paraphernalia as to be real, solid and reality?

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I feel from my NDE I fell from the light and hit the Earth and now falling into the darkness of the Abyss I will meet the light as the tunnel and darkness of the birthing canal comes to an end when I disappear as an identity and join the collective which is a oneness and no named identity of form and is the Ancient Origin which the soul seeks and wishes and has longing deep within itself.

THE UGE TO RETURN HOME.  

 

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