A single thought rends the void. The weight of it, even as insignificant as the thought itself, is enough to condense all of manifestation and create an explosion of time, space, and being.
“I am.”
rubbermug
rantings of an over-caffeinated, black-bacon mind
rubbermug
rantings of an over-caffeinated, black-bacon mind
A single thought rends the void. The weight of it, even as insignificant as the thought itself, is enough to condense all of manifestation and create an explosion of time, space, and being.
“I am.”