Arashad was born, in darkness and spiritual fire. He sat for a moment in quiet contemplation, in creation before creation was creation realising that time was not time, eternity was present and heaven was now. He was not ready to speak, as souls danced around him.
This is an artwork portraying what people say happens when you dream or die, your soul leaves through your feet. Apparently its better if you leave through your feet rather than your soul passing from your head.
This image shows a woman dreaming, and a guide gently guiding her soul. Angels come to aid as well, and it feels like how i feel before i sleep. Sometimes i feel as if i hear an angel whisper in my ear, and i feel guided.