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Glossolalia

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"Glossolalia" I closed the external noise out, and upon entry to that strange place the colour of Love, silence broke the heart open like trumpets penetrate the heavens revelations were opening in my mind, and the invisible surrounding me emerged visible making their presence fully and clearly known, and their whispers became beautiful very loud songs, and glossolalia tripped off those strange messengers’ tongues like poets, to me, they spoke and sung another language, entirely foreign yet totally understood, and It and They, lifted myself higher, and all those strange spirits surrounding me rose en masse like an ocean wave overcomes and carries unprepared swimmers back into a distant shore, drenched, and like a child frolics in the ocean, I was not afraid to turn around, and swim out deeper, wanting more; like a magnet their tides danced around me and pulled me in and along with them, emerging from the mist of the colour of that place bathed in synethesia from the auras, of all, such astonishment, the heart was crying with joy, the strange sensation of tasting the scent of feeling in all the beautiful glaringly loud colours of that place, like an infant born again, pushing its way out into something odd, a new world, emerging novel, unhackneyed original shining piercing light from the body like an orb that cracked open the old darkness and drew in the new creation, the Light glowing like armour naked untouchable, merkabah, yet touching and reaching, ascending higher plains with divine Xenoglossy beings, We are, paranormal phenomena now sometimes seen as pareidolia in the clouds writing, singing, speaking supernature to the ordinary natural, understanding all, not just one over the other, we understand All The Xenolalia singing Glossolalia enrapturing all, on their way home Candide Diderot. ‘24