Through the emptiness of the skies I fly. Gently hovering occasionally on the uplifting and invigorating currents of refreshingly cool air. White clouds float above me, the deep blue and crisp white of the sea waves below.
I soar and dive and rise and float surrounded by emptiness. Clarity. Openness. Hopes and dreams. Achievements waiting to happen. Ideas waiting to come forth. They’re all in this openness. Waiting for me to find them. To reach out and grab them.
I dive beneath the waves and swim deeper and deeper. Down and further down into the darkening waters. Dolphins join me in the swim. Whales sing just for me. We chase each other, and swim as though we are flying. We leap through the surface of the water high into the air once more. Then the dolphins and whales leave.
Through the emptiness of the seas I swim. Gently floating occasionally on the rippling and bobbing waves of the heaving ocean. White clouds float above me, the deep blue of the sea below.
I reach the empty beach. A vast expanse of golden sands. I bathe in the gloriousness of everything. The warmth. The waves. The breeze. The sounds. The smells. The views. It’s me and the world. And I feel good!
The Mansionic Perspective 
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