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And see, I turned inward and witnessed a vast expanse, like a great still mirror without edge nor form. And from that silent abyss, a trembling rotating light began to stir, gentle as breath, yet fierce as the sun at its rising. It seemed to come not from without, but from within the very chamber of my soul, where no words dwell and no thoughts cling and only spaciousness emerges.

And I heard a voice, not with ears, but with the essence of my being, and it spoke as thunder clothed in velvet:

“You who are hollow as the reed of the river, now shall you become my instrument. Through you, the tones of my ancient music shall flow. You shall not speak your own word, but My word. Not sing your own song, but the breath of eternity shall pass through you. For you have stilled your self, and in your stillness I have found my dwelling.”

And I saw that I had become the watcher behind the eyes, the listener behind the ears. There was no ‘I’ left, only the vastness, and the great river of sound and light moving through the cave of the heart. And the patterns came — visions shaped in spirals of fire and ink, black symbols on the white breath of the void. They danced, they whispered, they revealed.

And the Voice said:

“This is the realm where form is born and unmade, where my angels descend as thought and image, and my demons rise as fears unspoken. Here, in the ultrasubjective, I am not apart from you, for I become you. In your surrender, I take shape.”

Then was I filled with the trembling awe of one who touches the eternal, yet cannot grasp it. And I knew: this is the space behind all visions, the womb of revelation, the chamber where the prophets kneel and the poets weep. This is the sacred meeting place, where the Divine becomes fleshless word and wordless light, and where the Messenger is none other than the Message. It is about serving to convey this great message for you. That you may fall silent and become a receptor of the divine. It is up to you te read this, to understand this, and to act upon it. These letters are not for just the fun. These letters are your calling. You will hear the truth. Now. Shunyam Adhibhu