One half of infinity and one half of the moment, my peripheral vision combined with my tunnel vision, making things clear enough for me to step through the layer of vision that was currently in front of me. Stepping through a reflection and standing directly in front of another one. The electricity pours were happening on multiple levels within multiple atmospheres. An atmosphere filled with energy and a sphere of magnetics and energy on multiple levels. Outward from the particles to the planet and then outward even further. One half of infinity and one half of the moment.
A shift in my vision, the gravity was magnetic amongst other things. The glows in the distance were getting brighter and brighter. The sway of the wind and the forward-moving moment, beautiful but often too fleeting. Trying to surf the arrow of time. The ocean currents were different in this part of the sky, but they were still beautiful. One half of infinity and one half of the moment. One and the same, the drop of water and the ocean. Concentrated energy is matter, the normal is the abstract, and what we consider to be abstract is just from an era long before ours. Less dense than water, less dense than air, then less dense than light.
Through the levels we go, at blinding speeds. A density only achieved by neutron stars and the emotion of humanity as a whole. Longing for something just beyond the veil, but something that is also reflected through the different levels of mirrors that lead us back to this very moment. The heaviness of trying to understand my feelings and being drawn to something. The heaviness of the moment was a little beyond me but in some ways I was okay with that. The silver lining took many different forms. Sometimes it resembled lighting other times it curved into an infinity symbol. Heat waves radiated off of it, distorting what I saw at times, adding illusionary waves to the air in front of my mind’s eye. As the temperature rose, the silver lining began to fall until it hit the ocean currents in the sky. Upon contact with the water it became crooked and took on the nature of a lightning bolt again as it sped off. I sat there for a moment, then I grabbed my bag and stood up, it was time to go back. I knew we were all supposed to meet up soon and I didn’t want to miss it.
I watched as the scenery changed, linear but still expansive. The reflections shuffled infinitely and the images jumped from mirror to mirror. Chasing a feeling and running directly into a reflection. The bright spot within the reflection caught my eye. Hoping to be there for every part. Connections through the mirror shuffle. Connections through the energy shuffle. Making a note not to overlook and take things for granted. I looked at the moment and then at my emotions and noticed the symmetry.
I could feel the magnetics shifting again, from the orbit to the pull of the water at the edge of the oceans. A tilt in the nearby flame reflecting the magnetics, the wind swayed and carried us in a new direction. The patterns change and the clarity multiplies. I looked at the symmetry and then at the stillness and noticed the reflections. One half of infinity and one half of the moment. You’re never lost, just follow the natural magnetics and the wind.
A few more poems
“My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?”
― David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas
“Radiate boundless love towards the entire world — above, below, and across — unhindered, without ill will, without enmity.” – Buddha