The Holographic Nature of Transmitted Bliss

It was a hard thing to undo this knot.
The rainbow shines, but only in the thought
Of Him that looks. Yet not in that alone,
For who makes rainbows by invention?

And many standing round a waterfall
See one bow each, yet not the same to all,
But each a hands breath further than the next.
The sun on falling waters writes the text
Which yet is in the eye or in the thought.
It was a hard thing to undo this knot.

-Gerard Manley Hopkins

As I witness and receive this Sun that emanates as David Spero, the saturation grows deeper and deeper. I realize that there is a holographic dimension to Transmission. One flash of Shakti Light encapsulates the Infinite. As much or as little as I may be capable of absorbing, there replicated in my consciousness is the complete rainbow, and the Sun as Giver and the eye that's sees it, rotating in the Heart.

"Infinite is, indeed my wealth of which nothing is mine."
-King Janaka
from The Mahabarata


This posting is exactly my experience of David's transmissions. Thanks so much. Blessings.

Mark J

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Mark Jack