What we are is:
infinitesimally small and incomprehensibly fast.
That’s what we are.
Except for the wardrobe of our experience,
the shackles to our sensory range,
and our preoccupation we have
to be in the know
and not to be the be,
all of which disguises our essential identity.
What we are before we became stardust,
is formless embodiment of one consciousness
with frequencies that integrated with all,
before all had any sense of separation
before all had any sense of separation
from the one . . .
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