So. Imagine this person. He exists in a very empty place. His voice is unrecognizable and generally not heard, with the ears at least.
His face is of a particular beauty, quite rare. His gaze makes you tremble with peace.
Imagine his place, the place surrounding him, an nth dimensional mirror, a fractal geometrical figure full with his beautiful light, reflecting itself in a very difficult-to-calculate number of crystal faces. At each mirror, a different face is reflected, some of them are black, some white, some are female, some are male, some are green, some are leafy, some have fins, some have flakes, some have fur and claws, some are fire, some have no shape, some are blue and moon-affected, some are solid, some you can not even imagine but they all are beautiful. The sort of evolved faces have their eyes closed and can not see the light, the love experiencing itself as a dual, limited illusion. The love experiencing itself as a non-dual, non-mechanic, restricted to nothing truth.
So. Imagine this person, he is so glad, when some of the mirrors smile back at him, when the eyes are opened and with a twisted and charming smile greet him with all the respect a king would deserve, with all the freedom, a true lord would enjoy, with all the love, that only himself can experience.
The smiling face looked at the other faces, ask them to look to the center of the figure, to listen the song, the vibration propagating to all layers. They need to open their eyes and when finally all of them smile back at him, the mirror will break and the illusion of separation will disappear.
Now, I don't know if these are my ideas, but if proven to be correct, it wouldn't matter at all, since at the end we all are just a reflection.
