head trips versus whole-hearted adventures

If your cosmology is not a spiritual adventure,
it is dead language, spun theory.

For example, seeing the universe as one of syzygy (from syn + zygon -- yoked together), where I am (we each are) a yoked pair of angels, one fallen, the other still heavenly, with the two moving in harmony at times and at times more separately.

Either an oddball cosmology to put in my metaphysical scrapbook or a living reality. I choose the latter. And not so much choosing of as awakening to.

Henry Corbin may be saying something similar in his Avicenna and the Visionary Recital:

"Each of us carries in himself the Image of his own world, his Imago mundi, and projects it into a more or less coherent universe, which becomes the stage on which his destiny is played out. He may not be conscious of it, and to that extent he will experience as imposed on himself and on others this world that in fact he himself or others impose on themselves. This is also the situation that remains in force as long as philosophical systems profess to be "objectively" established. It ceases in proportion to such an acquisition of consciousness as permits the soul triumphantly to pass beyond the circles that held it prisoner."

In other words, what we project onto the world is our own Image which we then act out. When we become conscious of this, everything shifts and we no longer hold ourselves prisoner in this holographic cell. We pass beyond those bounds and embark on (and as) a wide-open, wide-ranging spiritual adventure.