visionary vortex

in waves. this place is a dream. it has to be. a portal is there. go through it. there's no air. i can't open my eyes. its like their glued shut. i am not breathing. i'm dead. something keeps me from going into self pity and pulls me through a membrane. a loud pop. tantra. its so beautiful here i almost cant handle it. i experience true gratitude for the very first time. pools of tears are gliding out of my eyes on antigravitic luminous threads. what elegance within the physics of this place is spiraling into my stomach? wisps of loving suggestions bend upon the bronze cheek of my perfection. there are colors here beyond my own description. i sigh in a blissful harmonic that vibrates my entire being in symphonic overtone reverb. i shudder in waves of ecstasy as the sound information penetrates. its bouncing within the walls of my totality in a geometric mandala of echoes. something is whispering through a triangulated amulet that is suspended and bobbing in the air before me. its her. oh my god i remember! a high galactic spectrum penetrates the opacity of my hitherto solid body. she has always been me. i am the responsibility to embody us.