Oh masterful time as the guardians of Hades march the triumphant march after the war ended. Lifes only downfall is it's own belief that what lay beyond our realms was only down to faith. The application of faith in many eyes was down to a belief that their personal demons will be cast aside by the beliefs they have. But to truly have faith you must believe that everything has an anti demon, many didn't.
Because the masses came forward to combine their own faiths together they unwillingly set in motion the release of everything they didn't believe in.
Ribbons of demons spewed into every street consuming the vital lives of all who stood in its way and a torrent of other worldly fire consumed all who stood to obey. The only survivors who stood to see the fight continue were the ones whose beliefs included the other side of good and all it brings. They walk the untrodden paths bestowing their own preaching on those who are yet to have beliefs in either black or white.
Because before black or white everything was available to the virgin mind not knowing that the choices they have are up to them to make, not having an experience cast on their soul for these virgin soldiers are the ones who will be able to defeat the dark forces who roam their world by invitation.
Tuesday 19 June 2012
Monday 18 June 2012
Above the skyline
It was on this day, my day, the one and only day I lived my entire life to see. I tried for so long for this not to happen but when your destiny is set up from one day to the next it just can not be avoided for one minute.
As I stood at the very edge of the drop that fell away before me I could see what the meaning of life was all about, a meaning that was lost to me ever second, my existence laying right before me and from here, my last stand laid out in every mile.
If I played I Spy with myself, I would never be able to guess what I was thinking about just because I can actually spy everything. Creations glory and man's finest goals realised, a dream of belief and sanctuary mingled together in a harmonious bomb crater that only eyes can believe in and the minds eye can make you dis-believe in, in hind sight.
Simple views of what there is can never be outweighed by what is coming just over that horizon, life's cards are dealt for you, or are they? the questions unanswered are laid out in ever centimetre, life, loves and the devil plotting together and against each other to make the inconsistent values available for all to consume. That very first intake of breathe shows me why the skyline looks like a montage of the best things the past has allowed my life to be available to, the worst things that current influences strive to break down in a single tear stained tissue and the what the future, some other persons past is going to deal me.
The belief that every minute I will live is going to give me pains I will endure memories I will cherish and the love that will make me grow into the one thing I am tailored to be.
My very first tears shed as my very first cry is carried by my very first breathe, my cards being dealt out before me. On this day my life continues and my hands are held by my creators, my skyline perfectly crafted and beliefs I plan to have are coming to me now and will continue until the very day I cease.
As I stood at the very edge of the drop that fell away before me I could see what the meaning of life was all about, a meaning that was lost to me ever second, my existence laying right before me and from here, my last stand laid out in every mile.
If I played I Spy with myself, I would never be able to guess what I was thinking about just because I can actually spy everything. Creations glory and man's finest goals realised, a dream of belief and sanctuary mingled together in a harmonious bomb crater that only eyes can believe in and the minds eye can make you dis-believe in, in hind sight.
Simple views of what there is can never be outweighed by what is coming just over that horizon, life's cards are dealt for you, or are they? the questions unanswered are laid out in ever centimetre, life, loves and the devil plotting together and against each other to make the inconsistent values available for all to consume. That very first intake of breathe shows me why the skyline looks like a montage of the best things the past has allowed my life to be available to, the worst things that current influences strive to break down in a single tear stained tissue and the what the future, some other persons past is going to deal me.
The belief that every minute I will live is going to give me pains I will endure memories I will cherish and the love that will make me grow into the one thing I am tailored to be.
My very first tears shed as my very first cry is carried by my very first breathe, my cards being dealt out before me. On this day my life continues and my hands are held by my creators, my skyline perfectly crafted and beliefs I plan to have are coming to me now and will continue until the very day I cease.
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