From whence

…….I’ve traveled trillions upon trillions of light years embodying creation, possessing and giving consciousness to know salvation, a compulsion formed out of ensuing dread, fear replaced emptiness instead, emotional content was bred, spontaneous figures appeared that bled; simulation is a dream, and dream is simulation, am I seeing what I’m seeing or my contemplations, have I achieved no penetrations, is this reality a facade, the constant cocoon and or pod, the universe reduced to a blink this wide, I’ll embody a figure that can hover in mid air, and hold back a raging tide, not even death can abort reality it’s on the other side, consequences of not knowing the self only appears to divide.