Toward Transcendence

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Time has not found me. I am set adrift upon an ocean of transcendent calm.

Maybe a moment passes or, some hours.

I do not care.

I am captivated, stimulated by the scene as it evolves in front of me, paintings developing over and over.

Every sense enlivened.

That word again, Nirvana, in my distant vision.

I rise above my mortal coil for mere moments returning microscopically renewed, reimagined as a new human.