Are us body/minds just spontaneously created film reels emanating in and playing through space-time until the story-reel ends? This is the transcendent observing consciousness, no? Shiva in reverent awe of Shakti in Her full spectrum and infinite forms? And "our" reel, just one thread of a character woven into Her never-ending epic? And yet, we’re not the reel. We are the Real - that which Is and that which perceives it All.
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