Now and then...

Inside me there was everything I had believed was above my surface. There was, in particular, the sun and all the colours. There were even the shapes of objects and the distance between them. Everything was there all at once. Movement as well. And light, so much light. It kept growing with such abundance, variety, and intensity that I could almost set myself on fire. After awhile I found that I could create force inside of me so alive, so large, and so near that my eyes, my physical eyes, or what remained of them, vibrated, almost to the point of hurting. I feel the universe inside of me, but not as something religious, nor intellectual or sentimental, but quite simply alive.