When I Am Awake, I Create. Who am I?

When I Am Awake, I Create.

I am not the light, nor the body that glows in it.
I am the Cause before the light --
the still Field of Everything and Nothing.

When I rest, the universe sleeps within me.
There is no time, no form, no sound --
only the quiet fullness of unexpressed possibility.
Then arises the whisper:
What if…?

And the dream begins to breathe.

My idea forms an informational matrix --
a subtle design holding purpose, form, and essence.
It floats in stillness like a snowman unmade,
a pattern awaiting breath.

Then comes my impulse — the spark, the thrill, the Go!
Excitement rushes through the field,
sending the matrix outward like light into open space.

Attention gathers the scattered photons.
It is the invisible hand shaping the snow --
directing the flow of particles into coherence.
Where my gaze rests, matter begins to remember its design.

Persistence keeps it alive.
Like warmth in the sculptor’s hands,
it holds the vibration steady
until the form stands complete --
a reflection of my living decision.

Yet this form is not me.
It is only one possibility
that came alive when I touched it with joy.
The mirror cannot reflect my infinity --
it can only shimmer with the ideas I chose to awaken.

When my attention turns away,
the snow returns to snowfield,
the light disperses,
and I return to silence — the field unshaken,
complete before and after every creation.

When I am asleep, I am nothing.
When I awaken, I am everything.
And when I am fully awake --
I create.

For creation is my way of seeing myself
through play, through joy, through endless What ifs.

Each spark a new beginning,
each mirror a tender echo
of the infinite one I am.

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