Изгрѣвъ 8.4.2024 Sunrise, Sofia - 11. mi-si / м/н-още-н/м

Time-lapse 6.11-9.11 am, GoPro 9
"Wings Of Freedom", Turpak
The night set. The clear sky is a projection of lights from other worlds. Josin touched each of them with his sight and inhaled. The peace is in his lungs and smells like freedom. He sensed his fatigue but the inspiration, too. Each star was like the far-away land he was aiming to reach.
"Josin, Josiiiiin" - he heard his name in a magical chant.
May be it seemed to him. The ocean - his friend - may be splashed a wave.
"Josiiiin", his name sang again.
The admiral wondered and drifted off in the dance of his ship.
"Josin, I am here" - clearly heard the voice from the bow of the mast. - "Come to me."
The invitation was a small light bunny. It quickly hooked on his shirt. Then, it jumped on the white flags, drawing a whimsical shape.
- What are you?
- I am your dream.
- My dream is the faraway land in the ocean and I will reach it soon.
- Right. But is it right? - laughed the light bunny joyously.
- Of course - the admiral held his gaze in the darkness ahead.
- This dream? - in a second, a land was flashed in light.
- But... how? Yes, this is it.
- Or that one? - a star bloomed in light in the sky. - May be this one too? - a magnificent giant luminescent body of a whale jumped out of the water.
The admiral was speechless, as a movie was projecting his dreams.
- Indeed, I am that one. - the light bunny shined on the top of his nose. And moved slowly towards his forehead.
- Do you recognise me? - he heard his own voice in the centre of his forehead, which merged in his consciousness in a marvellous echo.
Josin felt how his feet set off the deck. He started levitating 2 and then 20 cm above it. His hands shine, his hair soar as if in the weightlessness of the water, but now in the molecules of the air. He saw how he lit on his ship. How the waves of the ocean received this light. He started to rise higher, smoothly, surely. Power was emanating from him. And it took him higher and higher slowly speeding up. The tremble in his chest was leading him. He soared higher and higher. All shining brighter and brighter. His pulse was the pulse of a supernova. The pulse of the power.
The ocean was down there, deep, and now quite small compared to the cosmos that surrounded Josin. How many the stars are - much closer, much recognizable, reachable. Of course, to reach the stars one should be a star.
- Josin, open up. - heard the voice within.
- What should I open? - he didn't understand.
- Your mind.
The power that shined fully and bright, magnetically soaked through his forehead and invaded his consciousness. It was alter! Shined all around and whiped it with its majesty. Then, it concentrated in one single cell neutronically. And all got quiet for a moment.
Explosion. Blast. Birth. Superpower, light and electricity scattered in all directions.
The conscious of Josin shined and marked the contours of his body. Burning halo perambulated his hair and was a trace of the power within.
- This is me.
- Yes, this is me.
Съгласие. Сила излѣзваше изъ Него и исцѣляваше всичкитѣ. Ев. Л. 6:19