The mind wanders. It is filled with a myriad of images.
It struggles. Fights with itself and tries to shake of a gnawing perception but something deep, fine and pure keeps pulling it back. It tugs at the soul and shows an image.
A dazzlingly bright image. The image makes you want to instinctively shut your eyes for a mont. But the brightness also carries a certain warmth. As the eyes grow slightly more accustomed to this bright light, the heart (hitherto undecided) now decides to take a leap of faith and with a silent prayer on its lips and sharp intake of breath just lets go...
Down, down, down the rabbi hole.
As one plunges further and further down, the sounds of various passions become more distant, a sound belonging to a distant world.
~silence~
Om.