They are awake

 The love of existence is available for all and from the everything. I look out over a sea of experiential brains taking in scenes and worlds that allow me to imagine crossing the stronghold of the mind to soul barrier. Gurdjieff taps at the kundabuffer and a smile passes through me as I sense the code cracking and pieces falling away. My love walks in the world as I dream and push my mind's eye to the forefront of my being, the child is dancing with the children that it's adult brought into creation. They are one and absolute in their separate existence on every plane before, after and alligned with this the one. 

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