I have moments of lightning insight, blissful dreams, unbearable desire…total orgasms of my calling essence coming together, emotional resonance from head to toe, so deep and pure and infinitely loving. I can’t help but burst into tears of ecstacy. Rest in the subtley of it, I caution myself, so as not to blow myself out from its magnitude… taken far aback by the beauty of the moment and all the moments.
I have a light touch with it, letting it go as soon as the desires feel complete. There’s no stopping it. They rush through me like electricity: blissful visions and feelings of cosmic intimacy, the universe giving and receiving of its love. I feel like I’ve made love with infinity infinite times over and it just gets better. Visions of cosmic sex light my being… I can taste it touch it feel it be it and I replay a new angle each time it flashes through me. It’s as real as any other moment. Is it right or wrong? All I know is it’s unstoppable. I allow it, integrate it, let it go, and get back to work. And with each let go, the overwhelming romance circles back. I fall deeper in love.
I dream of beings, myself included, that can see me for all I am convicted that I am. This is my eternal orgasm.