"Before the Beginning"
from a human soul's perspective
By Ms Havisham
Between Floor and Ceiling and among the Rows of daughter Spirits, a Presence emanates from the Floor, Nothing; up to the Ceiling, Grace. The Presence hovers between Nothing and Grace. Nothing shivers into a String of knots and the rows of Spirits with once straight roots from Nothing become Conscious, and the Rows are aware of the Ceiling in Grace.
What now? the Spirits call choir-like, in a musical thumping rhythm unheard, even within themselves. Nothing shakes Bottom, which stirs first feeling in all spiritual hearts will unconsciously beat. The tempo echoes twin-like and mathematical and cadence and lineless poetry yet to be through evolutionary circumstance alone.
These then, are the self-conscious roots in all things living. Poetry is in the circumstance, consciousness is in the roots and crafted throughout is the Presence that attracts the ever-higher weaves of life. The Presence which ever touches the Bottom of Nothing and the Height of Grace. The Presence can touch all that lives within a self-conscious state.
But, what of the Spirits who exist solely between Nothing and the Presence of Grace? Consciousness is the electricity that holds all such individual Forms whole and intact. Thought is such a Form, a rudiment of cadence in Before.
Such is the Soul such a Form tempered by Grace alone, a shield that cannot be denied by higher living conscious forms. Such Souls witnessed Physics before it was Thought. A Defining Silence erupted into Physics before it existed. Nature exists as do the Spirits exist in the Presence. Nature begets life forms in evolutionary circumstance and like the Soul, Nature cannot be denied. Life cannot be denied.
Consciousness cannot be denied and there in is the Poetry woven by what is and by what is not. Such are the tensions that rise with human and human-like consciousness. Tensions to deny what is and tensions to accept what is. Tensions that existed before the reality of Light and Darkness. These tensions to deny and accept are in the silence infinity of existence.
People know the silent Presence when alone and feel surrounded by ever separate flesh coated universes of all sizes, shapes and forms -- relatives and friends and enemies too. Worlds and stars far away enough to be unknown and to be alone and not so much alone. This is not madness, this is what is and what is not, between Grace and Nothing.
If there were no eternal Presence they could be no Souls for human and human-like heartsanminds. Souls exist, a spiritual heartanmind is built to be encased within each. Each such soul is as a fish within a cosmic pond. For the Soul, human perspective and understanding is nourishment.
Consciousness is separate as well as one in the same. Consciousness is as friendship to the Living; consciousness is as sharing to the Dead. Consciousness is touching another soul in timelessness and being touchless in same moment. Consciousness is the gravity of how grand Humanity can be while existing between Nothing and the Silent Presence of Grace.
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