There is a moment, just before an idea comes that is almost indescribable. A moment where whatever chemical locks keep the imagination shut in feel as if they fall away. It is like standing in front of a door that has just swung open and revealed all the possibilities in the universe, every world, every being, every story. You close your eyes and every piece of this world is alive and waiting for you to hear its tale. The feeling is like standing in the center of a stream and having it pull at you, every possibility tempting you.
It seems that for a moment you can just barely take in the eternal possibilities of God; but it is just a moment, because the ability to grasp The Infinite leaves you, and you stand still, realizing that you have just glimpsed God's back, and even that was incomprehensible.
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
The Moment Before Subcreation
Posted by Leslie Foster at 11:46 PM
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"You have just glimpsed God's back, and even that was incomprehensible." Wow.
Absolutely gorgeous.
I've always been terrified of trying to describe this moment, for fear of getting it horribly wrong and marring even my own memory of it. You, however, have found the perfect words and summed it up beautifully.
That is very well written I can feal it when I read it. It sounds meek and yet powerful at the same time. You should stop by my blog and read the entre titled "Embers" on my myspace sometime.
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