THE BEGINNING OF ALL THINGS
The first time Shiva went into a cosmic trance, He was thrilled to bits. And He realised that’s where His story began:
in a cosmic trance.
That it was the first time He went into trance, was a
self -contradicting phenomenon. The trance itself showed Him that there had been more.
It was true that He remembered it as His first time, but equally true that it had the characteristic of sequence; each episode was enveloped in the comforting certainty that it was just one of many that had happened before.
No matter what new adventure a trance would embark on, each time it always seemed to reach the same end:
He was the beginning of all things; He, was Causation itself.
As He understood it was He Himself, who had all along envisioned the whole play, a wide smile crossed His face.
It was apt to call it a trip.
The first time Shiva went into a cosmic trance, He was thrilled to bits. And He realised that’s where His story began:
in a cosmic trance.
That it was the first time He went into trance, was a
self -contradicting phenomenon. The trance itself showed Him that there had been more.
It was true that He remembered it as His first time, but equally true that it had the characteristic of sequence; each episode was enveloped in the comforting certainty that it was just one of many that had happened before.
No matter what new adventure a trance would embark on, each time it always seemed to reach the same end:
He was the beginning of all things; He, was Causation itself.
As He understood it was He Himself, who had all along envisioned the whole play, a wide smile crossed His face.
It was apt to call it a trip.
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