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awestruck like i have just found the definition

Hear me, I have seen the heavens. Hear me, I have seen the definition of “awe”. 

It is a great hallelujah in the sky. Billions boil in the primordial soup that is our origin. They contain the warmth of skin and the energy of love. The Everything is so vast it can’t be contained.

and i am moments away from a global consciousness:

At every moment the world collapses and rebuilds itself anew. In every ticking second is a death. Every millisecond a supernova.

I blink and I miss everything.

I think and my head explodes.

Heaven is a flash of lightning: No announcement just 

a divine instant of light and energy. 

So bright it’s blinding. Bright that the world goes dark.
So instant that the experience of it allows for no contemplation of itself. 

It’s just this: lightning —

then a silence so quiet it can be heard, 

“hear me, hear my silence,” it whispers out the pulpit

like the sharp inhale of a conductor heralding the first movement

it’s the & after 4 then it’s

This: The engulfing rumble of a symphony – the tremor of a dissonant chord delivered by a thousand voices – and the fear of angels. And the echo. And since heaven is too full an instant to contain, I hold so dearly to the echo. Its vibrations perpetuate in the chambers of my heart. 

And I become light.

Artist Statement: On the blooming and withering of each passing moment and the futile attempt to capture bliss; to pocket eternities. It is the grand experience of the present and the granules we are left with moments after. We cannot bottle lightning, so we must not attempt to. The primary task is this: be. And what remains will remain nonetheless.