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Where do I stand now? During these intense times of shifting, falling’s, and change. I find myself lost within some mysterious world of wonder.  This Healing & Rising that has begun to take place within me shall continue as I travel far from out of these lands, for my morphing’s never truly come to a solid close. Though the sudden morphing’s in the sky on the other hand, act otherwise. These sky’s have begun to finally clear up, and a new light I can see has now begun to shine. A new light signifying the close of this era is truly nearer than ever before. However, my journey out of these land still continue, as the sky’s ahead of me seems to be foggy, misty, and full of mysteries, my heart and mind grows anxious, and I find myself trapped within a typhoon of wondering.

From the day the cavern collapsed,  I knew very well that my time within this era was limited. Whether that may have meant I would soon perish, or be carried into the new Advent, I have kept my head up, and sights set, despite the pains and longing that have grew within me day by day, and that are still growing this very moment.  For ahead of these lands, I sense a a distraction, a force in which will own my soul and all it’s entirety. Whether this may be a positive or negative force, I stand my guard, however my need to confront this force is oh so essential, this life of mine depends on it.

The discovery in which I have been searching for within these beautiful dawns have now been revealed. The opportunity to heal, to rise, to loose fear, and most importantly to receive this wished salvation. Though these scars remain for every living soul to see, let them now remain enacted on this flesh in-vain. The lengths of these scars, their endings on the flesh, represent to healing, the rising, the lack of fear, and salvation that these plains and dawns have bestowed upon me.

However, the hardships are far from over. Though my eyes may look clear as crystals, the vision in which they hold is not as clear. The future I may try to predict, may very well not be the future in which I will own. Accepting the unknown, probably one of the greatest struggles to overcome, must soon be established within me. To be ready for a war, or to be ready to receive peace, neither I cannot fully choose on my own. The limits to these lands are just ahead, a my body grows truly tried, still I pick up my pace once more, and race to this new light that is beginning to shine, truly ignorant of what lies ahead in the rest of these lands and beyond…

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Fearless yet young and careless wayfarer I am. Still bruised by the hatred in which this world has bestowed upon me, I find myself running through these plains with little sense of direction. These winds seem to be taunting me by taking me back to some mysterious realms of old, yet still connected to the present time. These old faces in which I come across on a daily basis put me through some mysterious trance, where am I now? For so long, through many beautiful dawns, this sun I have witnessed is now beginning to take a shape of something new, these lands look different, as the darkness I have sensed ahead is now becoming much more visible. As this sun evolves, some wandering clouds are taking stance, these dawns in which I witnessed are now growing shorter, yet even not visible. I am struck-en with some strange feeling, a feeling to concern, yet at the same time much hope lives within this heart.

The figure in which I have been chasing for oh so long tends to come and go as it pleases. My mind is confused yet my heart still knows what is right. I continue to press on. The winds here that have guided me for so long are now speaking out to me once again as my heart is as well. I am being told that the time growing within this place is growing significantly shorter, yet the distance that lies far ahead of me seems to span millions of miles.  A strange sadness is present within this heart of my time, these lands in which have liberated me from the wretched cavern walls that once, now coming to an end. Though I feel like I have just found home, my heart tells me that some place beyond these lands await. For chaos, evil, hatred, is closest it’s even been to devouring the world and all that lies within it. All of the Goddesses of these lands, have now awoken, these strange crowds of people in which I have encountered are now far behind me, and now I am the only one. I, and the figure.

With the rest of these lands to cover, and some strange morphing happening within the skies. I now harvest my energy, and prepare for the great closing in which is to happen further within these lands, and beyond. As the winds call the new Advent is now growing upon us, closer with every minute that passes, my eyes focused ahead, my heart on the mysterious place that lies ahead, and my mind clouded, much like the skies above me, I press on to establish these discoveries I have set out for.

-“Oh mysterious figure vanishing in what seems to be thin air, please come and face me eye to eye for one last time.”…

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Every journey, every path, every road, walked by men & woman, has always come to an end, for as long as these journeys are taken while within the physical embodiment, only a fragment of our true selves. Many, many mornings now I have seen the beautiful dawn, in which those have wandered, suffered, or even awoken before me have witnessed. Though my mind remain spinning in what seems an infinite state, out of some unknown, aspiration, a feeling still hidden secretly from within, I continue to go on. At times I feel so infinitely far from the final moment these travels will inevitably present me with. A moment, that will put an end to all the chaos, hatred, confusion, and evil these paths have presented me with thus far. And though this moment feels quite far away, I cannot but help feel it is too close for comfort at the same time.

Though it seems to long ago, this exact day, awhile back, the frozen roads that brought me to these journeys presented themselves with me, only to change how this live were to be lived from this day forward. Though this is only a small fragment of what has brought me here today, I stand here, upon these plains, with tears in my eyes in remembrance of these days that have out of force changed the way I have inevitably become. Upon these lands lie many mysteries, many keys waiting to be discovered. Many dawns have past by my eyes, many dawns I have been lucky enough to capture, and keep the feeling saved deep within my heart, for even the eye that lies on her face cannot glimpse. 

The winds now fiercely express to me that the finals days of this Advent are now upon us, though my mind and body still trapped within these vast out-lands, I can too sense the importance of finally becoming free of this infinite space, and journey into what lies ahead within the Dawn of the new Advent. The winds themselves are the same icy winds that have traveled through the wretched cavern walls, the winds in which guided me to the salvation lands, the lands of healing, the land of the ability to start anew. But have I fully healed? Have I discovered the salvation that lies within? I am still puzzled by this so, and here I am, stuck in the middle of  these Plains. I know you stand, not so far from where I stand, still wondering your purpose, still stuck in some crazy frustration, waiting for your own salvation. Not confident if you are any of my business, I wish to seek you out . But for as slippery and strange you are, you can very well remain a shadow in the future. My eyes often look towards the skies, I can see these clouds yet a Sunset of some new light rolling in up over my head, one will infinitely rule out over the other. But with my time now very well limited, I pick up my pace seeking these keys and secrets, to find the ultimate exit of these bittersweet lands. And so now, I search for the end of all of this… 

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The winds are blowing forcefully once again, but this time, like never before. I often stare back at the Cavern, collapsed in it’s entirety, and visualize the contents of the path that came before the

frozen tundra that once stood. These years have flew by so quickly, I am left backtracking all time that was drastically lost, scrounging for a source life, and the fragments left behind, 

in all of those mysterious moments of mine. Still cautiously remembering the roads that got me here, I can sense a dark dawn coming upon these open lands, something I have no choice

but to face and travel through. Though these lands in their entirety, so open, so vast, yet at the same time, close me in to something I have such an issue finding the true path.

As these beautiful dawns expand, I sense a clouding fighting it’s way in, where could my sense of direction possibly lie? The wind tells me such missing fragments, and un-resolved orders

are the key the to the invitation of some new and final dawning. Yet, how will I know when these things are solved? Some mysterious evil, tracing my trails for sometime now is drifting 

on my darkness and lower aura that this beautiful dawns exposes, I sense a war is near. If such a informative path does not exist, then perhaps my old trails may help me find

what is missing? I am closing in on my final chances, as time of this Advent runs very thin within this bloodline. Setting out on this new journey, I once again put eyes to the skies.

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Where have I been? Caught up in such a dreamy sleep, now my mind is turning. Last seen entering these forbidden out lands where souls have once tried to find the keys to their only existing fragment and now non are to be found.

What a world I must be in, such fields awaiting outside for some strange grace to be spread upon it like wildfire, or the rain that sets us all free when we are dry out of hope. My mind is twisting from this pain the cavern has left me, remnants of that wretched p place still bang at my door every morning, paining this heart once again.

But these lands still continue to call, my ears are open, my mind twisting, but still thinking, and my heart calling, so now curious about some miles and miles of deserted lands, I can only wonder where I will be lead?

Such a discovery is still yet to be found, I have entered past these gates and already, my heart and soul are in a ponder, how will I find my way? To grow and heal I feel these lands have to offer, but at the same time some evil forces continue to creep around these trees, and so I must stand my guard.

Again I lift my head to the dawning skype, the world is getting brighter, my direction sense of direction more poor that it’s ever been, the travels now commence.

While still grasping my very life from the treacherous scare the Cavern had left me with, I still looking to the morning dawn for much healing to flood through my soul. The darkness still

dwells inside holding me back from the very life that is so close, calling out to me. But a rising is inside as these gates have opened to travel some distant lands ahead of me.

Left all alone, but still captivated by a spell of some strong love, that dwells so far away. Love so mysterious that I look to the skies for the answers or an explanation. My direction at this time seems so out of sense, confusing me, leading me astray.

The future is so strange, with it’s slow coming, but at the same time never to far away. How will I live on without being able to predict every action that lies ahead of me. The feeling of these lands

feels so familiar yet so new. What they will behold is much too beyond my grasp and knowledge , so the travels must indeed begin. Looking to this dawning sky I hear everything around me

joyfully embrace the coming of the morning, my body being so held back from this feeling still struggling to exit this darkness, my mind can now reach this beauty and it now shall be grasped.

– They awake and immediately know the new era is upon us all.