Phase 3 (Flares from Futures)

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Phase 3 (Flares from Futures)

My weakest point was when the spinning blades kept me at bay. I had saw it all at that point, and while it did not bring forces of echoes like I had originally expected too, odd forms and shapes sprung their way across doorways which pointed me in even odder directions. I am at fault here, for all of it, and now that I know this, it will be even harder for me to make my way across echoed seas when the time comes.

I once held a wisdom that shook the foundation of this land as a whole. But now that wisdom has sprung into a world of it’s own, swallowing me whole. This places in which I travel onto are of some covered and misplaced secrets. For the forces that reside in these places truly know of no mercy, they do not speak of fear, for they do not see it like we do.

The time will come again, once the hand strikes the top of the hour, and we slowly move our way into cold and empty room; filled with so many echoes we don’t even remember, blades spinning in space where Universes collide and shakings occur. It will all happen again, and for this, I am certain. But as for now, as I speak, the pull has begun to lift and our weakening has begun to peak.

I realize that the moment I set foot onwards, there will truly be no going back. For the shifts that have happened behind my head once again, did so is such quietly fashion, I had not even realized that strange time had begun to take place once again. Time and time again I had been trying to re-grasp what I had lost. Little did I know, it was inevitable in order to move forward. And so as these arcs, turns, holes, seas cry out from some eerie distances – I know that greater Landscapes lie ahead.

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(Phase 2) The Winding Pull

»Posted by on Dec 31, 2015 in Lords & Landscapes: Prologue, The 5th Sleep | 0 comments

(Phase 2) The Winding Pull

It came in a burst, trapping me in its grasp. Though this time, I was more prepared than I have been in the past, it still quickly swept over me like a tidal wave; it was inevitable, and I knew it was from the very beginning. The only thing I could do after these happenings were to watch and listen. For the signals I’ve gathered had been answers to a few of my questions that have been ever risings as the years have gone by.

It has showed on to me now, some of the things in which keep me bound to earth, a sort of winding pull, which once during some darker days captivated in a room shrouded in darkness, with colds sweats dripping down the brow, that pull had let go, and so had I, it was at that very moment I lit flares that will soon lead to the fires that will ignite the lights within the shadows I peer from now.

I see him grow weaker at an oh so rapid pace, but it seems not even death itself could stop him now. For soon he will find what will lift his soul and keep him at bay for a bit longer. As I’ve dreamed of Oceans and Seas in which you are now lost in, and I don’t know how I’ll ever get to that place, but where he’s headed, I know, is the first step. But as I watch from above, far from the shadows below, a force much more mysterious, much more unknown beckons me onto a age of new, and so now the pull grows stronger..

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Phase 1 (Flickers)

»Posted by on Dec 30, 2015 in Lords & Landscapes: Prologue, The 5th Sleep | 0 comments

Phase 1 (Flickers)

The beginning was just like any other episode, like any other time, during any other age; it crept in slowly like a the winter cold, like a thief in the night. Myself as well as my whereabouts had been misplaced, frozen in a way, yet more of lost within the shadows I have grown so comforted in. But as I now know, I am no longer the only one who resides here within these darker corners of the walls.

I know they are of some great danger to us all, yet I will not hesitate to fight once the time comes. For an age of war is soon to be at hand, and I know that only the bravest of the souls will endure the coming wave. Yes, I am still shaken by these echos that screech and shriek ever so loudly within my head, violently placing me in odd cycles drifting down cold, and lonely lakes and rivers. But still somehow, even within the depths of it all, I have managed to overcome it all, thankfully, once again.

What lies ahead is ultimately detrimental of us all. For I now lie here, strength diminishing greatly, with tired eyes, and see flickers of some odd futures. But that is not what I am here to discuss today, for before the coming age sets foot into this paradigm, I must inform you of what has taken place before that moment arrives..

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Newer Lines

»Posted by on Dec 13, 2015 in Lords & Landscapes: Prologue, The 5th Sleep | 0 comments

Newer Lines

Since descending into the shadows, I have had a difficult time re-finding my head. A long, treacherous journey down it has been. For awhile, I had firmly believed that I were to be lost in these figmented lines once again. It seems though, that I have found gravity once again, and with that, I begin to tread back upwards, only to surpass the Risings that have currently taken place.

But despite my endeavours, it has all begun to fall upon me once again, oh how it comes to quickly and silently, sneaking up on me like death itself, swallowing me whole. I have long since fallen into the state once again. It speaks words of distant and strange, yet familiar faces, and feelings of some old and ancient times. Something of warm newness every time. I know that soon, once the sun seeks to rise once again, I will begin to grow weaker. But since the arrival of the New Advent, my strength, my energy, is all ever flowing when I am now under the influence. It refuses to be shaken, it refuses to be moved, for it knows of the coming of the second Twilight era and the darkness it shall bring along with it.

This place has finally begun to crumble, and while my heart is deeply saddened by it’s obliteration, I know that somewhere it time, it will breathe new life, and that I will return. But as for me now, my heart still looks elsewhere for the resting place that I so desire here. Though I know I am still quite far off from that rest, especially with the shadows now at hand. I know the other things in which I seek are now, much more important than ever.

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Intro the Shadows

»Posted by on Nov 30, 2015 in Ascensions & Departures, Lords & Landscapes: Prologue, Recent Activity | 0 comments

Intro the Shadows

From where I stand now, I feel to be at a significant distance from that source, further than I was before. For the darkened nights have now begun to take hold, as the Twilight is strengthening, and I have took shelter to the Shadows once again. They are seething, breathing, and feeding on the life that resides within them. Though they may keep us safe, they take away the things we’ve come to love, the erase all the things we’ve come to know.

You were gone with them, off, strangled within some fine line of time. I know now that even though it was your time, elsewhere you reside peacefully here, where my heart tells me you were always meant to belong. A period of great chaos has begun to draw near, and while my Departures have begun once again, it seems as if even I, cannot move fast enough, in preparation for all that is to come.

And I know you, still seeking to mend what was once broken, will continue to follow the dreams that in which pin you to sleep. I grow weaker, once again as the golden skies glow stronger. I know that soon, this will all swallow me whole once again, but perhaps once that time comes around, the answer to at least one of my questions, the task to one of these missions, will be fulfilled.

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Ascensions & Departures: Fading’s

»Posted by on Nov 9, 2015 in Ascensions & Departures, Lords & Landscapes: Prologue, Recent Activity | 0 comments

Ascensions & Departures: Fading’s

I fear for what is to come. A darkness much like what the Veil held those many years ago, has seemed to be making it’s way within me, beckoning.  Since the arrival into the new Advent, I have been pushing to grow stronger, and while the past that I have for so long sought out, has finally opened up to me, I had never thought it would come with such dangers. For somewhere out there, outside of these shadows, the dangerous forces seek to start war with us once again. That time is near, and while the 5th sleep may provide great strength, it as well may weaken us to our very knees.

The Dawn and it’s light has begun to fade once again, as this period of the new Advent is now folding it’s wings, for darker colder day’s are now at hand; shadows, ultimately engulfing everything. My way is no longer left or right, but I have found something new in which I cannot put into words. Thought still, I am far from grasping all that I had dreamed to do, but now as we move into these shadows, I seek to destroy all that wishes to oppose me, even if it is a mirror of myself. These blades could not spin any faster, drifting me off into a daze that speaks of timelines and glowings that I may never come to know.

It is all fading. But somehow at the same time, I have managed to exceed past whatever stood present before the time of the exile. The collapse had this soul shaken to it’s very core, I see vividly the images within the flashes that pierce all that I am. Will they ever come to an end? I may never know. But I can say that I have very well begun to vanish, along with the dawn, from this period that stands before us now. The road which awaits me will be empty and cold, much like those places that spoke whispers of the exile an Advent ago. I must win this war, for his very being depends on it.

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Ascensions & Departures: Reminders of Remainders

»Posted by on Oct 14, 2015 in Ascensions & Departures, Lords & Landscapes: Prologue | 0 comments

Ascensions & Departures: Reminders of Remainders

I’ve always held true to myself over anyone else. Some may call this act as an infinite blessing, some may title it as the darkest curse. However, I have noticed with time it seems to cause conflict for both sides, for it will always stand on some middle ground. At some point after the exile, you reached out with your light, picking me back up, like you once did when I was helpless, taking tumbles and falls, time after time. Though you may have reached out your hand during these times, I know within your palms lie a force that my soul will never accept.

It seems with time, I have grown prone to erasing these thoughts of mind in order to move forward, onto a clean slate. Only now have I realized, while only a part of this may be beneficial, the rest is nothing but wounds to the soul. For I have forgotten all that I had once fought for, and all that I had once held onto. During some strange and violent storms, I let myself go, a separation of the whole, and a splitting of being. For even now, some of me remains lost, wandering and wondering within some lands of strange architect.

I have been attempting to force these connections time and time again, but even with those actions, it seems that these circuits were never meant to resonate with each other, perhaps for a meaning beyond my current comprehension, perhaps for a purpose I have yet to discover.  As I now come to realization regarding these states, I feel I can move forward like I once had, with all force and resistance, left behind.

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