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In a dream, Maya & I are connected two as one pressed together in a Kama Sutra Lotus -like arrangement, perpetually connected at the mouth and at the groin, bellies pressed together, spinning, rolling, transmigrating in a perfect sustainable bubble o good meaningful energy; our physical body-being as a single organism amidst billions of flowing orbs in an eternal ocean of timeless space. I feel completely at peace (we feel completely at peace; I know this, I can feel her completely) perfectly calm and healthy in this state of perpetual contextual love embrace as two as one as two ..ever  rolling, undulating, whirling, spiraling while rotating on our own magnetically sound axis, pushing-pulling, pulsing as a tide almost imperceptibly, we are a good energy source amongst a sea of good energies,  ..seeds of endue xylem.

 

Our cerebral minds as two as one as two can leave our perpetuated physicality and travel anywhere we wish to be, to develop together and sometimes apart in anything of interest …anywhere; any physical embodiment of our self-beings on any plane or planet body is achievable by thought alone; any physical substance where activity, rest and motion, take place in any sustainable atmosphere for flora and fauna, or sea life, or desert, or mist and haze and rainforest, and state of flight, can be sourced by merely bending radiance at the quantum level and arriving. Nothing to inhibit the growth of illumination and perfection for sake of perfection and light exists anywhere. No fees, no fines, no debt, no numerical costs, no class action suits by class biased movers and shakers making waves upon heavy waves of disharmony and wage-cuts that deny one being it’s rightful state of awake and asleep in health and good energies for sake of another more powerful being. No invented rate of cost and riches, no barriers at all beyond that of the foundation cost of every action and reaction of one sentient being to another, where others are concerned. Here, the cause and effect of one action on the energies of another and in turn on the self in motion is the action that breaths life and the reason for leaving the physical bubble of perfect energy to journey infinite oceans of the source. This feels like ancient-ancient ions ago, feels to me like before the beginnings of time and ages. Feels like something perfectly organic to us.

 

Then an unpleasant hum. I feel suddenly the negative presence of a weakened orb … in passing, bumping against our bubble, we feel equally a mutual realization:  the energy of that bubble has been drawn out of balance. ..It appears as though the male half has, over time, drawn off from the female source and diminished her to nothingness,. leaving the empty, ugly, tired, and frustrated preta male energy to woe with self-indulgent desire for more and more and more and thusly tearing at it’s wholly undermined and no longer sinuous energy orb.  Breaking away from its perfect state of nurturing mutual physicality and journeying sentience.  &, now we feel (simultaneously) as if this source of cheerless energy is pressing against our wholly lithe bubble afloat in eternal energy and vitality, so in chorus we navigate the waves back into our fostering state of lotus physicality to whirl and spiral and roll and sustain the perfect force of our blending lotus-like embrace. While seemingly hundreds, thousands, maybe millions of bubbles---although it’s too vast a sea of orb-sustained-Yin-Yang beings as two as one as two to really know within our range of consciousness, but there is a hum and a sorrow---appear to be diminishing. We sense that so many halves are fading, nucleases being destabilized, diluted and then emaciated into nonbeing, faded by some furious ill-fated [taking] energy. Cracking so many delicate fabric membranes that house all-joy in perpetuated love embrace, the source of existence, a time of grave turbulence is upon us. Too many orbs are coming apart, tearing apart and sending frustrated preta beings anguishing to some sorrowful place to spend eternity searching and pining and fighting and chicanery for the want to be reconnected to something perfect or at least distracted from emotional or spiritual hardship and individual eternal aloneness of being via one sort of activity (or device) or another.   

 

But it was just a dream, and this is all I could jot down after spending a leisurely tender morning together with my 21^st Century love, and gentle (..as gentle is our only option today) in lotus affection beneath the comforts of our favorite southern facing window.

 

This is why we believe there is no denying that good lovin’, true good lovin’, peaks with the purest sense of having simply and climactically..arrived..home. At this perfect time space pinnacle continuum of coming together and blending completely, and falling away..like the moon and the tides, and returning emotionally mutually and individually, herein lies the perfect energy. & it must be cosmic, it’s got 2be bigger than we have yet to comprehend as wandering preta beings. 

 

..Feels prettygood, anyway.  I mean...who's to say, really?

 

Excuse any syntax errors, etc., …just noodled it down and clicked send. No point, really. Just a group allocation stream-of-consciousness exercise, or the like. Happens all the time around the dbis, certainly.

 

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Hey, feel free and add or subtract from the dream, change or rearrange or increase the sorrow or sustain the joy energy, poke it or prod it, or just take your turn to ignore it, …it is only drivel in the excellent company of good coffee and my corresponding better half.

 

 

Furtherances,

M&M

 

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