Reality now, an oceanic flow of particles in everchanging patterns. Panta Rei. Undulating within the ultimate core of self, which is no-self. Inside this boundless thought-wave, all is one, and all is God. Everything is coming in waves and from all sides. Nuclear, molecular, and cellular layers. Modular wave-hierarchies. Epi-phenomenon of the ground-of being of all other grounds-of-being. Inside a fractal involution, the reversal of evolution. Becoming is absolute, and time is dying a slow death. The eschaton is near. I'm collapsing into the void of this sacramentalized frequency. Sinking below it's event horizon. I'm plunging into an ideational singularity, propelling towards the neuro-galactic center, the transcendental nexus of self and world. A cosmic junction where on a physical level: Matter and anti-matter merge into each other into emptiness. On a psychic level: God and self are inextricably merged.

Plunging into the vortex of darkness divine,
Entering the void where all things intertwine,
Internal ascension to skyward domains,
Reality transfigured, but still the same.

Penned by my hand on the 4th of Daedalan, in the year 244 AF.