Bliss is not an abstract concept, nor is it an illusion crafted by desire. It is a living, breathing pulse that reverberates through every fiber of existence, touching both the seen and unseen layers of being. This is not mere emotion; it is a force, an electrifying current that courses through the body and beyond, illuminating the vastness of consciousness itself.
A moment of true bliss shatters all description. It is a tidal wave of sensation, dissolving the mind’s ability to grasp or articulate. The body trembles beneath its weight, the senses heightened to a degree beyond the ordinary. A whisper against the skin becomes a sacred hymn, and the simplest breath expands into an infinite embrace. The entire being stretches beyond physical constraints, dissolving into something greater—an uncontained vastness that breathes, moves, and sings through every dimension.
This experience is not a flight from embodiment, but rather a paradoxical immersion within it. The finite and the infinite collide, birthing a sensation both rooted in flesh and entirely beyond it. Every cell awakens to a sacred rhythm, moving to a song played by the unseen hands of the cosmos. Love ceases to be a concept and instead becomes the very air inhaled, the very space occupied.
To speak of bliss is to attempt to give voice to the silent symphony of existence. It is the cosmic dance performed by the smallest particle, each movement echoing through the entire field of creation. It is the resonance of all things entwined, merging and separating in an endless interplay of light and shadow. Every wave is both individual and part of the collective, a singular note in a melody that has no end.
This state of being is neither contained nor restricted. It cannot be owned, held, or confined to a singular experience. It arrives as a gift—momentary, yet eternal. A reminder of what has always been. While the mind, veiled by the noise of conditioned thought, may obscure it, bliss remains untouched, ever-present beneath the surface. It is the undercurrent of existence, waiting to be remembered.
To awaken to bliss is not to reach for something distant, but to surrender the illusions that obscure its presence. It is the undeniable truth of being, forever humming beneath the distractions of thought. To experience it fully is to awaken from the dream of separateness and recognize that this ecstasy, this luminous presence, has been here all along.
Morgan O. Smith
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Morgan O. Smith 