A Higher Plane

There is a plane of consciousness that is just white light. It is all encompassing and fills all space. You are in and of the white light. You are formless except for the overwhelming brilliance of it. It shocks the consciousness because it is so white that it is hard to mentally digest. In this whiteness is all knowing. The information is pure and instantaneous. When I entered this light, I knew things that no one else knew (but later confirmed) such as the moment of my step-mother's death. You do not think here, you KNOW here.