Oh, to sit and write
in the quiet of the night --
The illusion of motion is what binds us to Space/Time
EverChanging/NeverChanging
Any Land You Choose
Bid your soul travel to any land you choose and sooner than you bid it go, it will be there. Bid it fly up to heaven, and it will not lack for wings. Nothing can bar its way, neither the fiery heat of the sun, nor the swirl of the planet-spheres. Cleaving its way through all, so it will fly up till it reaches the outermost of all corporeal things. And should you wish to break forth from the universe itself and gaze on things outside the cosmos, even that is permitted to you. See what power, what quickness is yours.
Together in Yourself
Find your home in the haunts of every living creature. Make yourself higher than all heights and lower than all depths. Bring together in yourself all opposites of quality, heat and cold, dryness and fluidity. Think that you are everywhere at once, on land, at sea, in heaven. Think that you are not get begotten, that you are in the womb, that you are young, that you are old, that you have died, that you are in the world beyond the grave. Grasp in your thought all this at once, all times and places, all substances and qualities and magnitude together. Then you can apprehend God.