Viginti Duo is driving. Sun is full-volume. Nature is verdant all-around.

She merges into it - a cosmic experience of totality - and remembers, blissfully, powerfully that all is One.

"I Am Bountiful" she exclaims. "I Am Bountiful".

Viginti Duo returns to her studio late at night. She did not know she was going to paint. Suddenly she is painting. All the pinks.

It is done.

One evening, a man whom Viginti Duo calls 'Vikes' due to his Viking statuesque and heritage is immersed in the painting.

He shows her that she has painted herself.

And she sees.

The painting is of Viginti Duo embodying unity, reaching through to beyond the veil.

The mystery becomes the revelation.

Liberatio lucis XXII