the arms of Aeon

[libernaut]

A snake hissing sharply bites. Venom. Sinking in. Saturating your bloodstream like a thousand bold infinites on a heliocentric pull. Rushing through the maps of your systems breaking the sentinals.

Logos reaching its arms into the blindness and through light years you were pulled across the bendy strands of time to a thin veil in deep space. Touched your hand to its thin fabric and felt its elegant sense of being.

You peered through the veil to behold Aeon., and she called to you. The voice that pulled you here now. The heavenly sound of angelic trumpeter but not the ones you picture but the ones heard upon the epiphanies of eternity.

She holds her arm out to you and you fall into them like a chalice pouring wine into an only greater chalice.

So now is as then so as forever.

And so dies Aeon into new Aeon.

[libernaut]

When I took her hand a feeling of peace and tranquility took hold
Reality broke through and the trumpets blared
She walked me through the sharpest truths
Showed me her nature

Aeon said to me in a soft whisper:

"Its all alright."

Into her arms I fell sinking goodness releasing the pain flowing pleasure and feeling.

I closed my eyes and saw a blue light and in my vision walked to it.
I came to a door and Aeon opened it as I reached for the handle.

She held out her arms and said:

"We together, make one. Seperation from you is imperfect. It is so flawed and untrue. I am always with you."

"O Aeon now I understand. You have shown me truths now so vivid in its blinding color and shade. What great defeaning sound that you've revealed from your resonating words ringing so true. How love is expressed in so many ways. Aeon my guide in my vision. I am here for you as you are here for me. Let us never part."

So Aeon unite arms in an embrace of beauty and magnificence.
Revealing truth to hear and behold and heal. Exhuding the real.