Prompt

The steam which arise can arise without the weight of there sin, without the weight of there prized material illusions and the flesh that is dense without cause can now be clearly seen as only the vessel from which I used to inflame the fire of your true essence, but those who hold on will not only become part of the dense world in which they cling, they will be cast into a pit from which every thought shall be another's, every feeling will be shared and nothing hidden.