THE INEFFABLE

I travelled through worlds, plains, dimensions, universes. It was my life going all over these places, like a round, small, white light. I knew it was my life and it was going to the place where it came from.

I was being tossed here and there, my soul, spirit, the small white light, my life pushed from one place to another. I was like turning ceaselessly with no solidity, no place to anchor. As I crossed the passages, it was like I wound all over myself, like a ball rotating. I was rotating, revolving through the passages which were not round. The passages were linear, vertical, horizontal yet not circular and I was rotating, turning around myself being caught up in the flow, moving from one pattern to another, falling from a height, going through expanses and extensive passageways.

That place had none of earth’s properties; it’s indescribable and I use human terms, images and words to describe something out of this world. So what I say isn’t accurate because it was just there as I saw it, and I can only use metaphors, simile to describe the ineffable.