I travel lei traveled through light I traveled through light; I am not afraid In this lake of souls In this lake of souls, I lose all fear || I traveled through light I traveled through light; I am not afraid In this lake of souls In this lake of souls, I lose all fear || I traveled through light I traveled through light; I am not afraid In this lake of souls In this lake of souls, I lose all fear || I traveled through light I traveled through light; I am not afraid In this lake of souls In this lake of souls, I lose all fear
People demand a beginning and a boundary, so in the beginning there
was a sea of spirit, and it filled all space. It was static, content, aware of itself, a giant resting on the bosom of its thought, contemplating that which it was. Then it moved. It withdrew into itself, until all space was empty, and that which had filled it was shining from its center, a restless mind. This was the individuality of the spirit; this was what it discovered itself to be when it awakened; this was God. -Edgar Cayce
| I traveled through light I traveled through light; I am not afraid In this lake of souls In this lake of souls, I lose all fear || I traveled through light I traveled through light; I am not afraid In this lake of souls In this lake of souls, I lose all fear || I traveled through light I traveled through light; I am not afraid In this lake of souls In this lake of souls, I lose all fear
I traveled through light I traveled through light; I am not afraid In this lake of souls In this lake of souls, I lose all fear || I traveled through light I traveled through light; I am not afraid In this lake of souls In this lake of souls, I lose all fear || I traveled through light I traveled through light; I am not afraid In this lake of souls In this lake of souls, I lose all fear || I traveled through light I traveled through light; I am not afraid In this lake of souls In this lake of souls, I lose all fear
People demand a beginning and a boundary, so in the beginning there
was a sea of spirit, and it filled all space. It was static, content, aware of itself, a giant resting on the bosom of its thought, contemplating that which it was. Then it moved. It withdrew into itself, until all space was empty, and that which had filled it was shining from its center, a restless mind. This was the individuality of the spirit; this was what it discovered itself to be when it awakened; this was God. -Edgar Cayce
| I traveled through light I traveled through light; I am not afraid In this lake of souls In this lake of souls, I lose all fear || I traveled through light I traveled through light; I am not afraid In this lake of souls In this lake of souls, I lose all fear || I traveled through light I traveled through light; I am not afraid In this lake of souls In this lake of souls, I lose all fear