"Cosmic Transmutation"

Art thou ready to bend the mind? Must we bend the mind in preparation of Death?

When I began this piece, it was about looking at the future through an unknown lens... a lens of divination, of death, or what it could be since I know not in the full sense of the physical, of some gossamer veil, into another realm where the things of this world hold little sway. What if divination is more about death than we perceived? Death is, our guarantee, after all, is it not? If any, the sway of this world is merely a memory or reflection of the world we live in now. Maybe that sway of our lives are not to be taken so lightly. It's not quite Summerland, nor Purgatory, but still an in between where we wait after our physical death for whatever may come... True reflection as we watch each moment of our past life passing in the rippling movement of dark water beneath before they fall into a greater pool of stardust. Is the big face to judge or aid us in the release of moving on? Is the face us? Are we our own judges? Spiritual Questions.