Infinite. By two, by twelve, by thirty 3. Numbers are infinite, each in their own way. You are like a snowflake, endlessly changing and becoming. There is nothing fixed in this universe, even if you feel it that way. All that is solid will become ether will become death, life will find a way to destroy what you think is hell and free you from those chains.

The messiah is the water of life that clears the path. Imagine diving into it, fully immersed in its beauty , the fishes of its sea, the octopi, the seaweed, the eel lurking in it. Anything your mind can imagine it can become. A while universe underwater with mermaids, shipwrecks, treasure chests, and dolphins. You are free.

(My meditations and meditation is getting tampered with.. they won’t work well in this circumstances)