I Digress, that though I walk through the Shadow of Life within the Blood, the Soul within the Flesh, the Matter within the World, I feel as though I am lifted to Planes Beyond the Astral, Beyond the Zero, Beyond the Firmament and unto the depths of the Cosmos, Falling through sight after sight yet absorbing no light to muster Vision in the Leagues of Dark Between them.
Perhaps it is that we spend too long in the light of life that the Dark we were born from becomes hard to see.
Perhaps it is the Death in the Flesh of our Eyes that blinds us to that first true sight.
Perhaps it is those sounds in the distance that ring in constance in our Ears that make us Uneasy at the Chimes of Silence.
Perhaps it is mine or yours to discover for ourselves or to attempt in vain to converse in our feeble glimpses of Tradition
and the Illusion of Immortal Design...
Perhaps we must simply endure, pieces of a grander whole. If I for one, were a fragment of whatever life brought the Universe to being, I would only hope that I am doing my part, despite being merely an Instrument of the Greater..whatever that Greater is...
-James A.L.M. Frost Jan 2020
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BloodRoseX
09:11 Jan 20 2020
I will endure, I will endure, I will endure...