Fanciful figures God awoke and switched on the bedside lamp, wondering Who the sleeper was – and His infinite Self has ever since been responding. One became two, then fluoresced into numberless existence. In the (beginningless) beginning, the Word was God but God issued the Word and all manner of things were alight and shaped into being within the formless pitch. Or say a Whim stirred the infinite Quiescence and, in transition, illusory bubbles provisionally blinded and estranged each drop. None of this is the unutterable Truth, of course – only fanciful figures we’ve been given by Those in the know, mercifully to assuage our rootless, lonely, peripatetic selves. O child of God, before God woke up there was no consciousness nor anything of which to be conscious.
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