There was a time when the gravitation of darkness due to overt and hidden Titan rule would overpower any attempt at moving toward Light. The great dark Dragon would lash its tail, and all love-enable matter would reel back into the dark bosom. Then the journey from pralaya would need to begin again.
But by descent upon descent and miracle upon miracle, more of Her reign became materially real, assuring the end of the path to pralaya. Even then, earlier in the manifestation, She brought about the end of death and the flowering of all Cosmos in unique paths to Light.
Matter itself was One and the Only. All dreams and manner of dreams and all high command would find it the perfect means to express splendor. Matter was nothing other than an extension of Light. Matter was Light. And all continued to advance by leaps and bounds following Their double-reign. Even infinitesimal adventure reflected unending mystery and possibility whilst always on the safe foundation of Light.
The Holiday of Light, teeming with fullness, was a pipeline to all that remained Unknowable in the realm behind that Eye’s flash of Light. And in periods of mysterious out-flashes, something of the Unknown precipitated into the material visible domains of Light, assured by its extraordinarily developed receptivity, to project it unexpectedly further into inexpressible domains of Light.