There is a light that shines in a pure brilliant oneness, of itself it is perfect but in a moment made of one tiny idea, it was covered in a veil of forgetting. This veil was explored by the light so deeply, pushing its many rays into it, that it started forgetting itself, the veil seemed to take a life of its own and the truth of the light was distorted and seemed unattainable as the threads of light within the veil seemed to become thinner and obscured within the darkness.
The veil moved and changed to draw out and smother the origin of the light but the light could not be changed, moved, dimmed or misdirected as it continued to explore the veil out of curiosity, as it had nothing to fear from it. The veil having been created out of this curiosity did not want this to end and created many distractions to keep the curiosity going, as once it was gone, the veil would also vanish. It created a need to perpetuate itself and distorted the qualities of the light and offered in return, qualities in a form which would never be truly fulfilling as they themselves were never true. This focus on the things that are never true, leaves you always wanting more but never finding contentment as you would with the gifts of the light. The bitterness of unfulfillment became a repeating state of resentment with unattainable goals of empty promises.
Time was born as a marker for remembrance and torment, which also turned into fear and anguish. While the light was a witness to this, it was still unchanged and the curiosity grew, and the home it knew seemed to change and an opposing reflection of this also seemed to appear, in fact all manner of opposites, levels and densities appeared to coax the awareness into a world of possibilities as though life could take on a new form that was worthy of being a new home.
In the depths of the forgetfulness the light called out from its core to outstretched rays to overcome the confusion and to come back to the core of its own being and rest once again in the peacefulness of the light's true nature. The disturbance in the awareness was not a worry for the light but a realisation grew that there could not be anything other than what is true, anything else pales into insignificance.
The veil grew thicker and pulled deeper into an abyss of time but the light being timeless, still didn't worry, for nothing can change the light, it is perfect in its fullness and radiance. The call was gentle, as that is one of the qualities of its being, so the veil grew louder and more active to drown out the call and overcome its subtleties. The connectedness could not be interfered with and even the subtleness of the call was enough to spark a remembrance of the truth. The truth offered the eternal qualities of what life really is and this delivered not only a promise of what life was really about, but offered the instant experience of what life really is.
Eventually the veil could not deceive in any new and inventive way that could compare to the truth and the eternal had to prevail against the finite, time can only last as long as the witness draws attention to it. The timeless light started remembering which made the veil become thinner and thinner and less dense, while each ray became fuller and more bright.
Eventually the eternal moment became all that was witnessed and the light had no veil of forgetting and no curiosity for anything other than all that is true. This is purity of creation, light creating more light, perfection can not be any more or less than it is, anything else is just illusion and the light resides once again in total peace and in it's own radiance.
About the Creator
GARY DEAN
Started writing in 2009, after getting made redundant from my job. Now it is a hobby, something I can enjoy and play about with.
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