The sudden touch of hearing, reading, or seeing something True doesn’t so much move us up and into the perfect pitch of Stillness, as does this inner quickening – the ineffable feeling of Forever – sound out, all at once, the music of the spheres within us. And as these celestial notes, silent the moment before, sing out, we join in the Song of Life.

This Divine stillness consumes itself in much the same way, as is a flame the final expression of all that is being consumed by it; where nothing is left behind to miss itself. Only this flame – ever arising out of an unknowable Perfection – can never be extinguished because it draws its Life from an inexhaustible Stillness with no beginning or end.

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