The Eternal Parent [the great Matrix], wrapped in her ever-invisible Robes, had slumbered once again for seven eternities.
Time was not, for it lay asleep in the infinite bosom of duration.
Universal Mind was not, for there were no Ah-Hi [the serpents of limitation] to contain it.
The seven ways to bliss were not. The great causes of misery were not, for there was no one to produce or get ensnared in them.
Darkness alone filled the boundless all, for Father, Mother and Son were once more one, and the Son had not yet awakened for the new wheel and his pilgrimage theron.
The seven sublime Lords [levels of consciousness] and the seven Truths [the structure of the universe] had ceased to be, and the universe, the son of Necessity, was immersed in Paranish-panna [the highest truth], to be outbreathed by that which is and yet is not. Naught was.
The causes of existence had been done away with, and the invisible that was, and the invisible that is rested in eternal non-being - the one being.
Alone, the one form of existence stretched boundless, infinite, causeless in a dreamless sleep; and life pulsated unconscious in universal space, throughout that All-Presence which is sensed by the opened eye of Dangma [the perfected seer].
But where was the Dangma when the Alaya [the eternal parent - the matrix] of the Universe was in Paramartha [state of supreme reality] and the great wheel was Anupagaka [without parents]?
The Stanzas of Dzyan - the first of seven
See also The Scientist and the Universe