devouringgod

with arms that refuse to listen, i will hold on till there is nothing left to hold.
there are things in life worth fighting for, life itself should be the most significant of these things.

escaping into the life i live internally, traveling through the corridors of my mind, i set off to locate the me that deserves to be externalized.

imagine shooting through a tunnel collecting pieces of yourself from all around you and tying the together to make a whole (ala Vlad Taltos: read the series).

at the end of said journey there will be a realization of self like none other. whole for the first time. how wonderful that will be.

there i will stand, unbridled by the treachery of greed, lust, gluttony...all in the past. all gone. leaving a clean feeling. a feeling of beginning.

i will be the sappling that has emerged from the seed, ready to soak up sun and warmth. ready for the rain to feed me and the spirits to guide me. may the nature gods lead me to growth and understanding of purpose.

the depth of the soul emerging like light and life, enlightenment coming like fleeting glances at the gods. here now is the time and place, if time and place exist in this place. lets say that it does. just as creation. time is now mine. or ours if you are coming with me in this. we are one here. this is our place.

>>>>>>>>>this journey is not over. but just the beginning. ((fucking deep arent i???)