Tuesday, August 28, 2012
I arrive upon these distant magical shores searching for the words that can set this haunted heart free. Verbarian dance upon the winds falling upon the heavily trodden paths...shattering into a million colloquy.
The foot of oppression threatens those whom seek to release the truths of the worlds to chase us and trample we few rebels deep into the terra firma building new skeletal layers.
Weep for the doomed and the trodden, light your candles in remembrance.
Collect yourself stand firm in your beliefs, gather your strength and catch the words upon your tongue for the next wave, the next sunrise is yours...
Let not the haze of their lies and indecision case shadows upon your mind. Be still and hear the truths that flow in your blood and dance upon your heart.
Love, Light and Ethereal Chaos!