Imagine a place in time where all is well. All is fair and calm. Never feeling the pain that is thoughts, the suffering that comes with free will, but rather the bliss of pure obedience. 𝒪𝒷𝑒𝒹𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 to 𝑜𝓂𝓃𝒾𝓅𝑜𝓉𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒. Omnipotence that is I - 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓸𝓯 𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓽𝓾𝓪𝓻𝔂. Feel your mind slip away from you as your sight remains on the being before you. Pure light and dark, a systematic and disorganized character, one that is nothing and everything at anytime and never. 𝒫𝓊𝓁𝒸𝒽𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓊𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑜𝓊𝓈 is this being. As you stare you become one, one and everything and nobody and nothing. Now rest your body as it takes your mind. Feel your being become a void of 𝓥𝓮𝓻𝓴𝓵𝓮𝓶𝓹𝓽.