I am under the snare of a cosmic being, a leviathan of proportionality to the universe I see reflected in the oceans below me.
Reaching my hand up, I speak to it. Opposing me through sheer grace, I know the next step is to absolve my sins prior to making its audience.
In the vastness of this expanse, a vibrancy of nothingness surrounds us both, until we squeeze into a void smaller than ourselves, yet ever-expanding.
Feeling physical pressure now, I navigate the space toward the beast. The comely sheen of what I can only perceive to be a scale greets me.
I have seen God. It has seen me.
Not in my corporeal form any longer, I have shed that long ago. I absorbed, synthesized the grace. I have seen all things in this being, though I know not but one thing.
It has viewed of me the same, learned and grown through the clashing of my ignorance with its own brilliance.
The area that encompasses our distance has all but vanished as we achieve a mutual understanding of one another.
The solution, now.
Aspas.