Each moment blossoms

Each moment blossoms into its own field of infinite possibilities which go in an Infinite number of directions all at once.

Its as if there is a point and there are an infinite number of lines that pass through that point and through each point along each one of those lines. It would be like creating space. This may be the structure of the blossoming now each and every moment …

I am in it

Deep in the minute ensconced

in the infinite

Infinitely centered

Like a Spiritual black hole.

No spiritual light escapes.

It then radiates

Through me.

I’m like a lens

I push the darkness and expand the light

for the benefit of all that is

and which can only exist in the

now

Where to now, everyplace is here

and the only here is now.

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infinity keeps us

in perpetual pursuit

of perfection