The Day I Ceased To Exist

The first 3 weeks of March 2017

I lived in solitude at an isolated hermitage just north of Memphis.

On my 18th day of solitude I took a little walk across a nearby bridge

and sat on a lush green lawn overlooking Lake Columba.

Fresh daisy flowers are blooming and a taste of spring is in the air.

I listen to melodious song birds chirping in magnificent harmonies.

I watch fluttering butterflies whirl round and round my bare feet

and chuckle aloud.

Sitting in stillness

I am aware of the wondrous depth of nature’s indwelling calm

and lovingly feel our sacred bond between all things.

I then look up and see an inexplicable halo of shimmering light

surrounding the pine trees on the east side of the lake!

Mysteriously, the entire landscape begins to vibrate.

I feel my body taken over by golden particles of fluidic light.

What I perceive is outside the spectrum of anything known.

My connection from within this world simply vanishes.

This awareness carries me beyond the human dream.

No longer am I confined by the illusional grip of creation.

Instead, I am outside of time and space

in a quantum realm;

an unimaginable nowhere,

a pure void of nothingness.

There is no me, no self, and no identity.

I have magically, mystically, and wondrously

ceased to exist.

QUANTUM SOURCE ... QUANTUM WORLD ... QUANTUM VOID ... QUANTUM YOU!