As Above So Below

This morning I could witness myself slowly waking up while descending as consciousness into physical matter. When I arrived here, I was having one of those in limbo visions with eyes closed, this time of what it seemed to be clouds. They were moving fast, forming and collapsing into each other at the same rhythm of my breath and heart beat. I was just laying there in the bed, in silence and stillness. Contemplating.

I focused better on the visualization, and then it appeared more to be waves in the ocean, going against each other, rising, exploding and generating foam in all directions.

That was when I realized that clouds are really the same thing.

Clouds above, waves below

Water is indeed everywhere. Even as we humans breathe, the air has its degree of humidity too. Do we breath water? Maybe, just less intense water we could say. So what do the fish breathe? Hum…

It was a spectacular vision as it made me realize how holographic and fractalized things can be in this universe. Even the sound of a thunder amongst the clouds has its correspondence with the sound of big waves smashing against rock.

As we question the simple things around us, many stories in all their mysticism keep appearing out of nothing, apparently from a superior universal intelligence, with the intention of sending a welcoming message for the simple fact of us arriving at a space of realization in which we are conscious of ourselves.