Empty

[ganja god]

Well into my isolation one morning I awoke. The frigid daybreak air pulled me from my sleep. On opening my eyes I beheld the world. I saw color and form, shape and unity throughout all and the great golden light saturated the air. I beheld and felt the forest. The re-iterations and pretensions of my old mind no longer bemoaned this pure being. As my illusions released a great emptiness was left in their wake. A uniform purity that resounded within as without me. The world cascaded into this emptiness and emancipated this soul that pervades all being.

 

[stonerfromohio]

beautiful awakening.

 

[ganja god]

stoned chickenshit if you ask me, but thanks. Its a bit extreme, sort of romantic if you will. Thats a pretty easy thing to emulate, its the subtleties in writing that really count don't you think?

 

[stonerfromohio]

I dont know much about formal writing or how things are supposed to flow but I ive read alot about emptiness, and advaita vedanta and I think you expressed those ideas well.