One such given day, as he was meditating in front of the tree while observing the green liquid, which is the life essence here, mist started enveloping, covering the entire place like covering the tree branches and leaves, and it also covered him and the boundaries between the darkness, and the tree seemed like it was getting dissolved. There are no areas or no escape. Kamal's breath swallowed the void.
Void is spreading and covering the tree, which is like forest covered by mist. Kamal stood beneath the mother tree. Which he could not understand what's happening? He was just observing the life energy, which is ancient energy around him.
It seemed like the mist from the void is whispering secrets of a fallen empire, fractured dimensions, and the pain of eternity. Kamal, afraid of it, started grasping the nearby branch, hugging it tightly. But he looked for any reaction for the tree or the roots or the tree to dispel the darkness, but the tree remained silent. As if nothing threatening is coming or like that.
The mist started spreading sorrow, longing around it. The mist started clinging to the mother tree branches everywhere, weaving through them like. Hmm, some kind of sticky substance?
It seems like the darkness has snowbound. It's spreading everywhere. And it was like Kamal is like a mere witness, a soul attached to the tree branches. The mist swilled. And it started covering the tree. Kamal's eyes are wide open as moons, reflecting the darkness in his eyes.
Cling to the mother tree like dew on the morning grass. The mist that covered the tree looked like a texture of soft wool spread on the leaves.
Add questions like. Whether the void is maleficent or a threat. Is there any merely misunderstanding? He got confused about whether it's dangerous or something, which can be understood in this silence. Undefined just started. Essence, he thought of the questions that were popping up in his head. We wanted to get the council from the tree, whether the darkness is dangerous or not.
He could feel that the darkness was an immense power beyond anything that defends the understanding. It's not malevent; rather, it is a force waiting to be explored. Kamal, standing there, senses. He sensed that there was a power of pull—a magnetic attraction. Fooling him towards hate. It's like it's trying to forge a connection with him. It's like a bonding want to create with him.
The ancients missed the darkness. The mist that was produced from the darkness is like a source of untold strength, granting abilities that bend the very fabric of reality to the Wilders will. It showed like it was carrying the secrets of the world, the secrets of the universe, and the raw power of the void. Kamal had a feeling that those who dared to enter the mist were either consumed by it or overwhelming forces emerged with powers beyond mortal comprehension, and they became very, very powerful. They can do anything. That's the thought that. Appeared on his mind.
It felt like a beginning and like a hint. Yes, no answers. He waited for the mother's answer and this kind of suffocation for him. What to do? The unknowns are the dangerous things.
While he was trying to connect with the mother, he received some kind of scene with some practice directly imprinted as Nissan by the mother tree. He received an art, a kind of meditation technique, a divine essence called on Mecca, a timeless practice that he has been that has been refined through the ages. Transcending cultures and borders to become a universal method for cultivating the soul. It has been imprinted directly into his soul.
Ignoring the fact he is covered by the mist and the darkness. Uh, which no other way, started practicing the technique he has been preaching. Some ancient scenes ought to do it, like how to understand nature.
Actually, there have been few levels for this particular cultivation meditation technique, like the foundation. And mind reflection. Cultivation of energy, path of progress, harmony of existence. With the presence of the void and the nature of meditation, time flies.
Foundation of the breath, which is the first beginning journey of this meditation technique. The most basic aspect of life, like the ebb and flow of the tides, the breadth is both constant and changing, guiding the practitioner into a state of strong awareness. The breath became a silent chant and anchor in the storm's cease-off.
The second one is mind control, a kind of technique. The mind becomes a blank piece of paper where the meditator can learn about their mind. Enlightenment is like a monkey; we have to observe it.
Division of energy. Energy flows through all things. The meditator learns to harness this force. Knowing. In the spirit, in the life force that can absorb, and it is abundant in the universe. Through meditation, directing it to heal, strengthen, and awaken the power.
Insight, where one can see through the world and themselves, is an aspect of understanding the universe. Understanding the unreal and real.
And the final is the union, the ultimate state of meditation. The practitioner and the universe become one. There is no separation. Final, understanding the beginning of all life.
If one can achieve. By meditating in on Aanmeegam, he can be able to do the things infinity. Like traveling from one place to another in a blink of an eye, like magic, can become big or small. Like sesame seed or big like big trees? One can control themselves, or they can even live without eating. If they want to eat something even with their thoughts, they can be able to make the things appear before them. They do not even need to eat anything. Just thought of that they can be able to breathe in that thing, which will automatically come in the form of essence that enters into their body. And they can be able to move a lot of things.