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The 12th Dimension PDF Print E-mail
Written by Tabata Young   

 

I simply blinked; but my eyes closed for an eternity and in this voyage I visited a heaven that oozed of nostalgia. I traveled through those endless morning delights of joy found in your words and love etched in your name and I miss…

I think of you and all you have instilled in my life, my heart, my breath. And then, only then in a cloud made up of your scent, do I understand that I have become – emerged in this endlessness of love, you.

At first it seemed as there was an end to everything, but after a thousand deaths I still had not found that final path. I waved good-bye reluctantly and tried to forget. But here – now, swimming in these memories of love, I understand that nothing really ends.

Perhaps it is an elliptical dimension that comes and goes, but there is a place where all remains still. There is more and in this somewhere we find there’s no beginning and no end. And there – protected from this flat reality we insist on living in lies the essence – the bit of that has become you and the bit of you that has become me.

And all the dreams we shared. All the worlds we conceived and visions of a future which remained silenced, lost in air waves or fiber optics, but never, ever forgotten.

I will not forget. There is that place, that uni-dimensional paradise that belongs to us, alone.

 

 

 

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Hermann Hesse