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Sharpened lights sting my eyes day by day. I am seemingly beginning to grow tired awaking, with everyday that passes by. But now, as the sun is at it’s setting stage and the darkness is slowly creeping in, I keep in mind of the dawn of the new Advent in which I must face, for until then, I can no longer rest. While my heart grows weaker, my mind seemingly grows stronger. How strange this yet meaningless this is, as my mind stores my sanity, yet my heart grasps onto my very life.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n The air has now begun growing colder. Those who have not passed the test of strength have now gone into hiding for their productivity has now reached it’s peak. Others may have given up, and no longer do I see their souls on a day to day basis. These are the stunning images of time. And in my time, I still find myself struggling with the very poison that flows within my veins. For soon, another group of souls will be strongly against me, keeping me on the move, unable to rest. However, \u00a0this is the cost I must pay. For what reason? I have yet to find. While some strange darkness hovers through my core, whispering to vanish early, that my effort are futile, \u00a0I ache to\u00a0concede. Yet out of some clueless spark of heart, I never do, perhaps I feel for some reason one may be in need to foolishly come to me for answers? Or perhaps something else.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n As I set foot on this newly\u00a0discovered land, there are no winds to point in a\u00a0necessary\u00a0direction, there are no souls calling out to me to continue going forward, there are no signs, no sounds of any helpful sort, only noises distracting me from the very new path I am destined to take. So what must I turn to now? I look towards this\u00a0weakening\u00a0heart, still in need of healing for answers, for a direction, just a sign. But I know now that as this sun sets, my time here is limited, for I cannot stay forever. As I attempt to quickly gather all that I need, I struggle to find a common direction. And so it Begins.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" ————————— Sharpened lights sting my eyes day by day. I am seemingly beginning to grow tired awaking, with everyday that passes by. But now, as the sun is at it’s setting stage and the darkness is slowly creeping in, I keep in mind of the dawn of the new Advent in which I must face, … Continue reading And so it Begins – The Afternoon Arrival: Sunsets: The Angels New Calling<\/span>