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To feel. To feel yourself. Not only the human — but your whole being, far beyond the human. To taste your vastness through every possible sense — even those beyond the physical. And then to let it enter you — the human, here. Right here. To allow the human body to tremble in awe and wonder, until the human self steps back in shock. Let the confusion grow so immense that the unimaginable beauty can finally pour through and flood every corner of your human reality — washing out the waste, the foolishness, the fears and limitations. Let remembrance flow. Let freedom be felt — without the need to understand or explain it.

What would this give to the human? To you? Everything and nothing. Confusion and fulfillment. And finally something you will never be able to explain to others — only to live it, like a free fall into the void somewhere between heaven and earth, in a delight you have never allowed yourself to experience. You will want more. But the more you want it, the less you will ever reach it. And perhaps then you will learn to grow still. To fall silent within yourself. Perhaps then you will understand what it means to remember — and not to desire. What it is to feel… A whisper of the soul to the human.

12.11.2024.