I was awake for 3 days in 2015 due to severe pain. All the grief I had stored in my bones over the years began to bubble up, and I thought it would break me. I almost hoped it would.

As I began to see through the mesh of perceived experience (including pain), this stream of Logos gently nudged me back to myself. There would be no end, but that is the beauty. We are the One experiencing itself. Embrace it.

This was my first true “channeled” writing, so I would like to share it with you now, in hopes that someone experiencing deep unending pain may feel less alone. That was the hardest part.

We are One.

Antithesis of self-realization.

Pain.

Ever-increasing temperatures.

Absence and isolation of love.

It could be worse.

It has been worse.

But it is unending, and some eternities are more infinite…

…than others.

Some eternities are more real than others, too.

And how do you get there?

Eternities are ideas squared.
Idea of an idea,
Reflection of reflection.

I don’t want eternal life.
This would have no value.
Scarcity defines value,

death defines life.

I want it to end.

“End.”

That is a thing of beauty.
But as long as it can be conceived of, it can never be.

We are silence broken,

a whisper into the Void.

I speak, therefore I am, am I not?

To be or not to be is not a question.
Schrodinger’s Cat.
We are and are not, at once.

This is the very essence of thought.
Of reality.
The Universe imagined unto itself.

Self-propagating.
Begotten, not made.

Time is thought.
Time defines.
Thought defines.

And for every thing, there is a season.
The Horai.

As it was in the beginning, so shall it be in the end.

But what is an “end”? Does one exist?

Closure, open-ended.

To all my relations, all my love.
~Mercury Arkadian

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