The way down leads past the buried dreams of glistening skies and disturbing hells. The look back is friendly, without remorse, without regret, without melancholy.
Light is flooding the way down, it is the same upward. There is no longer a path and down and up lose their orientation. Only a vibrant rhythm, a vital pulse that determines the direction, freed from space and time.
The strong, untamed current that breaks through everything and leaves nothing as it is, it is more and more a constant flow that permeates everything everywhere. Information now flows freely and connects, the gates open instantly and reveal their secrets. And yet, they were never hidden, only the eyes were not focused on seeing.
Eons lie behind me, eons lie before me. Eons have collapsed and yet are only an eternity.