The Earth, the globe on which we all travel, is wrapped in trans-empyreal Hands (never mind the anthropomorphism). Those enveloping Hands illuminate and resonate with Light-and-Sound, the same unified substance from which the Integrity of the Universe constructs Itself.
We each are made of that same Light-and-Sound, of the same Design Integrity as a flower; or a galaxy hurtling at ever-increasing speeds towards trans-empyreal meta-space and creating space (as the astronomers tell us) only as it travels there.
We each--like the farthest galaxies--are newly creating space in our life-travels where creativity and Love indwell.
It is the Design Integrity of the Universe. We are part of, even integral to, the Design. It can be no other way.
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