if someone has travelled three layers deep
and you have travelled three trillion on route to a bazillion
you’re swimming in a vastness they’ve yet to taste
but can sense
in you
and in themselves
this will terrify and / or intrigue them
or feel so far from where they are that they insist it doesn’t exist
(because they don’t yet have the eyes to see what’s invisible to the eye)
they’d rather stick to what is seen and known
(like most do)
and so…
at three layers deep
with three trillion more layers beneath
and a bazillion more layers to go
they’re content with those three layers
believing that what they see is all there is
so for them, nothing feels like it’s missing
even though much has yet to be explored
they simply aren’t yet pulled to touch
the underworld of themselves
and who can blame them, really?
those depths aren’t for the masses
they’re for those
who can’t survive
let alone thrive
unless / until they freefall
into the darkness
into the abyss
into the stillness
where nothing exists
and when one comes across another
three trillion layers deep
there’s a mutual
and oh so beautiful
recognition of what it took
to arrive at those depths
where most won’t dare to swim
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