Nectar
It is such a lovely feeling.
That’s the only way I can describe it.
I felt the pure bliss of meditation while tasting that sweet nectar.
I have never been able to reach that state of mind.
I was alive in a black room full of light.
It was like I was born in a new realm.
I was floating and feeling every particle around me.
I could hear a bed squeak from miles away.
It was beautiful.
Unworldly.
There was no music.
I was dancing to the sound of the wind and the colors of the stars outside that broken window.
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