Bless the painted realities dreamed by the infinite gods...

Bless the painted realities dreamed by the infinite gods, those who in perfect authority pronounced, from the beginning of consciousness, the timeless word: Let there be Light.

Receive the unnamable gift born in the abysmal roots of the focus of your essence, where Light is being made without limits, swearing forever and ever its name: I Am That I Am.

Offer up the apotheotic absolute of that Being that You Are, above all and excluding nothing, prior to the illusion painted by missing the center where you treasure the secret certainty: you are the one that You Are.

Give thanks in spirit and in truth for the rightness of your fractal Creation, in which You, infinite God, blaze incandescent for ever and ever in the most heavenly earthly paradise: Here and Now.