THE SPIRIT OF CHISHARNLAY


In the cosmos of spirit there is no time, many have said this.............

So here is a concept for you.... I call it Chisharnlay..... When everyone dies we all meet in one glorious wave, an explosion of particles of light and love that embraces all. This wave breaks upon all the shores of time, carrying all to meet, one moment, one single expression of the time that was, that is and will be. The final chorus of a life form that will turn and break new ground upon many shores, sending ever increasing circles that ripple across the face of reality, making new times, new lives that will define new horizons that make the colours of rainbows for all to see. Your wave will appear to intersect time, dropping you off on the way, born on this day, and dying on the morrow you may return to yesterday, to be a child in a land of yesteryear.There is no restriction ,no time that bars your way, a choice to be in any moment of temporal history that you choose.

With no linear path, just a warm wave that bring you to your shore... By letting go of time's illusion that says today is today and tomorrow is tomorrow and yesterday is yesterday... The freedom is yours to find your own way... To be the ending and the beginning and the now is a cherished moment.... that is the song of Chisharnlay...

by Martin Enticknap