There is so much more to discover and i must but.I've been shown whats real, whats there and here. It's gilded in eternity, perpetually. Weaving within itself, creating itself. Piles of fractals plunging forever. Undulating amongst us, against us, within us. This realm of limitations withholding the truth playfully, dangling it before our eyes. The pouring, constant, filling us always to overflowing. Each of us chosen to see what we can handle when we're ready. I'm full of gratitude at the prospect of all there is to know. Thank you for allowing me to know. Our responsibility lies in our quest for truth. By making truth. We all know, we just have to admit it. We grow into the air around us stacked in infinite dimensions, surrounded. The energy pulses relentlessly, overwhelming us, but just enough. Interlocked with all but still separate. We are so much more than bodies, so much more than minds. Every space is infinitely large, infinitely deep. But still, it feels like it is the great test. Pure love the driving force. To know and understand all, the prize.