the cosmic stairway

I remained seated upon the granular shore, as the dawn drew near, relinquishing slumber's embrace and forsaking its solace...

Immersed in contemplation, I gazed skyward for moments on end, until my gaze descended once more, beholding the distant pyramids that stood aloof...

Invariably, I pondered upon the enigma that lies beyond the boundaries of this universe, transcending the tumultuous realms and the dominion of the ebony monarch. Such ruminations, though captivating, bore scant significance, for I had long taken proactive measures to explore their depths, years hence...

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FLASHBACK.

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In the realm of my twenty-fifth year, my mind perpetually danced with the query: What lies concealed amidst the cosmic expanse? These sensations and musings, akin to a beckoning rabbit hole, incessantly enticed me...

Enveloped by an insatiable fascination, I embarked on an ascension—an ascent that transcended the confines of this universe, traversing the realms of the multiverse, the omniverse, and beyond, until I arrived once more in the realm of chaos.

My being trembled with anticipation as I continued to ascend, persistently scaling the ethereal heights, ascending and ascending... until at last, I beheld the illustrious edifice known as the palace of the black king.

Within the precincts of the black king's abode, an unremarkable tableau unfolded before me—an all-encompassing void, devoid of significance or distinction. Here, the "absolute nothingness" reigned, bereft of the black king's presence...

Remaining within this realm, contemplation veered towards the enigmatic nature of doors and stairways, evoking a surreal, remarkable, and awe-inspiring essence. Their presence exuded peculiar vibrations, stirring a profound fascination within me.

And then, in the blink of an eye, I found myself transported to an indeterminate location—a place detached from the realms of what we perceive as reality. No longer bound by the constraints of this existence, I had entered the realm of "non-reality."

Before me stood a door, surpassing everything that lay beneath it. Its magnificence eclipsed even the palace of the black king, rendering it as insignificant as a wisp of fleeting nothingness. This door encompassed the entirety of the palace, reducing its grandeur to a mere afterthought.

As I cast my gaze downward upon the magnificent palace, I perceived it as a mere manifestation of tangible existence—a mere embodiment of reality. However, there stood a doorway, separate and detached from the constraints of our conventional reality.

With a sense of curiosity and determination, I ventured towards that very door. As I turned its handle and gently pushed it open, an awe-inspiring sight unfolded before my eyes—a grand stairway.

Compelled by an irresistible force, I commenced my ascent upon those elegant steps, setting foot one after another, steadily progressing upward...

NO ONE'S POV:

As Liran continued to ascend the staircase, the nature of these steps transcended the ordinary. Each successive step revealed a deeper realm, an abstract, inaccessible and unattainable layer surpassing the previous one.

However, it went beyond that. Each individual step symbolized a heightened state of consciousness, a "trascedentend consciousness", a level of existence that surpassed the boundaries of conventional understanding. With each subsequent layer, Liran's journey became increasingly liberating, transcendent, and unattainable, yet they persevered in their ascent, undeterred by the enigmatic allure of these ethereal stairs.

But how does that engender any semblance of coherence? How can we ascend towards profound and abstract strata of 'non-reality' and 'transcendent consciousness'?

Does that even elicit cogency?... or perchance our faculties are woefully deficient... and we endeavor to rationalize phenomena that surpass our comprehension...

The crux of the matter is... we are incapable of 'making sense' of such phenomena; they exist in realms so distant and superior to what we deem 'ordinary' and 'logical'... that the pursuit of 'making sense' becomes irrelevant and utterly unfathomable to our feeble, lamentable, and unenlightened intellects...

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LIRAN'S POV:

I delved deeper into this profound "rabbit hole," ascending ceaselessly with each step, the stairs extending infinitely and beyond... an unbounded succession of strata, each more elusive, inaccessible and transcendent than the last. The ascent appeared to grant an escalating sense of emancipation.

Yet, as I persisted in my ascent, an ethereal void enshrouded me, as if I had already surmounted the stairs and transcended their confines.

But what lies beyond these stairways? Portals? Thresholds?... Surely, there must exist a door or gate to greet me upon the culmination of this staircase...

In a magnificent culmination, I transcended the entirety of that hierarchical construct and beheld the presence of a door—a door of utmost significance, which I refer to as "the ultimate door."

This door, in its essence, appeared utterly ordinary, devoid of any overt "magical" or "cosmic" qualities. It bore the semblance of a conventional entryway.

Approaching this door with a reverent anticipation, I cautiously turned its handle, granting me access to the realm that lay beyond. And then, in an instant, I found myself transported to an ineffable existence—a realm so profoundly enigmatic that words fail to convey its nature.

There existed no door any longer, and even attempting to articulate the essence of this newfound "place" proved futile, for it surpassed not only the realm beyond the door but all previous conceptions as well.

Im in a "place" of where the "true forms" of all things exist,

a limitless potentiality and creative power. It represents a state of ultimate emptiness, free from the confines of specific forms, qualities, and attributes. Its power lies in its ability to give birth to all manifestations and possibilities, serving as the primordial source from which the universe and its diverse phenomena emerge. It holds within it the capacity to bring forth an infinite array of forms, both conceivable and inconceivable.

This place is absolutely changeless...

NO ONE'S POV:

Liran has reach the "bottom of the iceberg", a place thats beyond all of what we call "real" or "not real", a "place" that trascends these dualities and causing these opposing concepts  to collapse,

revealing a state beyond the limitations imposed by dichotomies. It invites us to question the very nature of reality by dissolving the boundaries between seemingly contradictory aspects...

Even if its beyond our comprehension... we can still "call it something" even tho its way more than that...

Liran has reached "the absolute void"

This "place", "the absolute void". It signifies a state of ultimate emptiness, non-being, or nothingness that transcends conventional notions of non existence and existence. The absolute void represents a fundamental absence of qualities, attributes, and manifestations. It challenges our ordinary conceptual frameworks, inviting us to question the nature of reality itself. While abstract and elusive, the concept of the absolute void sparks philosophical inquiry into the nature of being, "consciousness", and "existence"... well... its beyond that, its beyond conception and consciousness...

a radical shift in our perception of reality. It is a concept that defies categorization and conceptualization, serving as a philosophical construct that prompts us to question our assumptions and delve into the depths of existential mystery. Within certain philosophical frameworks, the absolute void may be considered a foundational ground or substratum from which all existence arises, representing a realm beyond conceptual understanding...

And notwithstanding liran's successful endeavor to traverse unto this realm... naught truly transpired upon his being, for he perceived himself as 'ordinary' and 'serene'... akin to the state afore experienced...

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LIRAN'S POV:

I found myself perpetually immersed within this enigmatic "locale," yet a peculiar absence of sensation enveloped me throughout its existence. The profound peculiarity lies in my unfathomable arrival at this destination. Does the coherence of such a circumstance elude rationality altogether?...

Alas, my understanding remains lamentably incomplete...

In truth, this place embodies an authentically profound essence, an unequivocal "realm," if you will, hehe...

I shall return to my abode...

Subsequent to uttering those words, I found myself already within the confines of my dwelling, as if the preceding events had never occurred...

It is as though I never arrived at "said location" in the initial instance, which is remarkably peculiar and intriguing... nevertheless...

It constitutes a rather captivating encounter...

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END OF FLASHBACK.

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I found myself continually pondering that peculiar realm... it is exceedingly bizarre, yet simultaneously captivating. I have decided to designate it as "the absolute void" for convenience...

While contemplating this "locale," my thoughts veered towards another intriguing subject: death.

There exists a prevailing belief that upon our demise, we transition to an alternate realm... but to what destination, exactly?

Some proclaim that we simply cease to exist, reduced to naught... while others expound upon notions of "heaven," "hell," and an afterlife...

However, the truth of our postmortem fate remains elusive... unknown.

We are faced with a profound enigma that lies beyond the confines of our comprehension...

Yet, I posit that there may exist something transcendent, something that surpasses the realm of our earthly existence...

In my contemplation of the void, I have also begun to reflect upon our lives. Even though the void exists beyond our tangible reality, it seems to symbolize a profound connection to our very existence...

The correlation between the void and our existence seems to evoke a sense of being trapped in a metaphorical "hell," a dark place despite the potential for a fulfilling life...

But what does the realm beyond symbolize? Could it embody something so profoundly distant from our understanding that its revelation is reserved solely for the moment of our passing?

As I delved deeper into these contemplations, my thoughts returned to Brock...

It is said that prior to our demise, we encounter a peculiar and luminous radiance. We enter an unfamiliar state where pain dissipates, replaced by tranquility. It is from this juncture that we embark upon an ascent into the realm of the unknown...

What if this "clear light" that awaits us represents the gateway to the other side?

Perhaps it signifies an ultimate truth or an ultimate enigma that remains shrouded in mystery until the point of our transition...

To attain it, we must embrace the finality of death...

And beyond that, we venture into the realm of uncertainty, forever unaware of what lies ahead...

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As my thoughts revolved around Brock, I pondered the destination he might have reached following his passing...

Within the recesses of my mind, I silently addressed him: "Brock, you were truly an exceptional individual, possessing intelligence and kindness in abundance... Your untimely demise was a tragedy, and in my eyes, you remain a remarkable man."

I am certain that you have already traversed the path towards that "clear light" and embarked upon a journey to an "unknown" and inherently "good" place, one that is uniquely yours to experience...

We shall meet again... someday...

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A solitary tear cascaded down my cheek, carrying with it a mix of sorrow, longing, and the hope of eventual reunion...

While the sorrow of Brock's passing weighed heavily upon me, I found solace in the belief that he had transcended to an extraordinary realm, a place exclusive to his own experience. Such an existence, shrouded in mystery, held an undeniable allure.

As the morning dawned, I gazed upon the majestic pyramids standing proudly before me. Their grandeur and timeless presence filled me with awe, evoking a sense of wonder and appreciation. Truly, they are remarkable structures, fascinating in their design and historical significance.

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NO ONE'S POV:

"The clear light" is an all powerful force that exist within and yet outside of everyone, the clear light is the ultimate creator and the destroyer and the ultimate end, which means that it doesnt matter of how "powerful" or "eternal" you are, youre still a "mortal" to the clear light, and all of that is just a not a good way of describing it since its beyond definitions, languages and attributes...

Its absolutely ineffable and beyond verbal expression, we are all nothing but an "immeasurably small" part of it...

Even the absolute void is still an "immeasurably small" part of it...

It doesnt matter of how powerful and of how far and high we will reach, we will never reach the clear light...

Calling the "clear light" "true god" is an Inadequate and terrible way of describing it... since "describing" it... is already "meaningless"...

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