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Near Eternal

Near Eternal

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Near Eternal
By Michael Hurd
As one dreams, the mind appears as a vast warehouse; alive with much that isboth familiar and alien to the dreamer. In dreams one may participate, interact, oreven lose one’s self within this boundless storehouse of memory, fantasy, andunknown terror. Oh, to discover the secrets of this hidden world, to awaken to itsstrange and unusual acquaintances, and to command the limitless behaviorscommitted within this vast and elaborate scheme.Seeking to bridge the waking and sleeping realities, I sit and watch through hoursof disciplined meditation; steadily hoping to find an answer within the pattern ofmy own thoughts.Reassuringly, teacher insists that my answers will come, but until that time I amblind and deaf to the truth of my existence as an eternal being. To those with earsthat listen, please hear my call. Please come to me during these endlessmoments of watching and waiting. If you cannot offer me what I seek, then atleast stay with me through these times; that your presence may offer me somecomfort, in knowing that I am not alone in my search.Dryness in my eyes, a knot in my brow, back muscles aching, legs and buttocksfast asleep; teetering on the edge of absolute boredom and despair, I hear awhisper…
Fear and a very deep attraction grip me into place. She has my full attention.
"Tonight, as you dream; tonight, it begins."
The encounter passes quickly, leaving me deeply shaken and yet, strangelyintrigued. This mixture of fear with fascination, this unique commingling ofapparent opposites, has brought me to an intensity of awareness beyondcompare. Never before have I felt so very much alive, and yet completely
powerless to govern my own fate. The arrival of this night shall force the dreadedmoment. Tonight, I surrender to the unknown.Night surrounds me. Wanting the sandman’s presence, I undertake the course ofa measured entry into sleep. Slow, steady breathing welcomes me into thishidden world, until the battle is won, and all is lost.
"Open your eyes."
My eyes opened, disappointed at finding little more than a shifting haze.
"Do you know where you are?"
"I’m not sure. I can’t see anything."
"You linger upon the threshold. Every evening you come to this very place,and each night your fear keeps you from entering in. This period ofindecision
end. Tonight, you must choose. Shall I loosen the sleepfrom your eyes?"
"Yes, no,
What will I see?"
"It’s different for everyone. One’s truth is one’s own. No one else will see itin
the same way."
"I’m thankful you’ve come to help, but I’m still so very afraid."
"You would not have come this far, nor would I have been sent, if you werenot entirely prepared for this moment. Matters will be much clearer onceyour eyes have been opened. Shall I release the light of your awakening?"
"No, wait! I have so many questions."
"The purpose of your life’s work is known to you. If you are to completeyour task, you must choose to accept the
of what you seek. The tworealities can and will be reunited, but only with your cooperation. Acceptingthis, your life
continue in the same way. Surrendering to the truthwill bring a clarity of thought and purpose previously unknown to you.Acceptance of the truth will also invoke an endless state of wakefulness.The truth finds little rest, and so shall you. Never again, to know the "bliss"

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