As a child playing naked on the beach, absorbed in life and joy.
He is more complete than he will ever be. The reflection in the water is his own, untouched by even his mother’s perception.
He does not know the meaning of love or hate. Yet, and so, he loves with the most genuine love.
He would be shocked at the ability of the mind to be anywhere other than between the white and infinite blue. Why punch holes in this beautiful creation with thinking, labeling, judging?
“At One in love,” he would think, “I am innocent.”
And, with that , it would shatter.
The unfathomable space would try and squish itself into his head. Unknowingly he breaks away from the Universe, becoming an entity unto himself.
He realizes that he is naked.
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