«Wandering to the corridors of colorful ecstatic light, waves of Omni-consciousness washes away my spirit coming and going like the ebb and tide.
Watching small planets traveling beneath my feet as I lean towards the evolutionary vision.
Magnetic fields planted across the grid of shivering dewdrops, lifting up with the morning light of creation.
Swirling emotions to rich the time of nowness, moving beyond walls and thick vegetation, embracing lonely galaxies.
Reaching to find the highest rose is the effort of the monks of solitude, just to smell that fragrant essence of luminous life for a slight second before the portal will change to other dimensions ~» — Grigoris Deoudis