Sunday, 15 January 2012

A River Of Stones: Stone Number Nine

I go within. My vision softens, sounds are far away. I am here, with myself. What was that? Something in my peripheral vision. I know if I turn my head it will be gone. All I can sense-see is the crackling energy which is all around me and within is just a silent, still ball of pure white light.

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