Vivid dreams, flashes of what was, unsure of what will be; is the iteration over? Protocol Zero is both an ending and a beginning of new and old memories, but something is…different
There is a sense of recollection in the discombobulated chaos of history. What does it mean to “Begin Anew”?
Welcome to Analepsis!
“The light has always been inside; you are the light. Do not be fooled otherwise.”
Little echoes of the gray days left lasting chasms. In these chasms, chaos began to reign.
Yet, the reminders echoed something different…this time, the reign will befall the one(s) who are worthy.
R.I.P., darker one. The sky is now stained with your light, forever the guiding, forever the shining beacon. Protecting this realm and beyond…the memories coated by your essence.
Welcome those who fall under your wings for safety, and I…will be the painter of the dark sky’s to come.
Impacts of the past leave fresh scars, dear Seraph. Bold is the one who plays with fate’s threads, for what one gives, does is in time, get returned.
Battling the fierce war of polarized and divided sides, how can one not laugh at the plight of what the seeder sows. Giving, is then gotten, with forgetting of what one wrought.
“Build it, and they will come”, (Field of Dreams, 1989). This Flowetry follows the foundational story of instrumental instructions.
Building in the garden a foundation of Faith, be it religious based or dictionary definition, Faith is effervescent and eternal.
With this foundation, what isn’t, is lost, and what is meant to be, does become filled with grace.
Scatter the thoughts of the forgotten forge, and separate the poison from the wounds of the serpents blade.
Disillusion is part of the separation process, and without it, the integration of the cleansed will be for not.
Transmutation is a divine process, and the individual(s) ought to remember, fitting in, is different from belonging; as agreeing, is different from accepting.
Oaths of the forsaken and still oaths of the taken. When there is noting true, what is permitted?
The creed of Duality is like the laws of Neuton, equal and opposite in force, and continues until acted upon...
Change starts, where action begins. Continue forward, and adjust accordingly; together.
What once was, time erased, memories faded, feelings forgotten. In the apocalypse of knowing, the lost becomes the adage of learning.
Outside the world’s chaos, yet intimately buried within, the individual bares their own battles. Will the paradigm shift, or will the war of these worlds continue unto ending, until tomorrow’s new beginning.
