Against our better judgment we had let you in to stay. Continue reading “The welcoming.”
A storm waits in the wings for a shelter unprepared. It is but the whisper of winds which tell of its coming to those who never learned to listen. Continue reading “The flash, the thunder.”
Chaos rides upon the void to enter a world unprepared.
For the void is not a place, but a bridge which keeps itself empty.
Bringing through from one world to another and never holding on.
The void cares not for what it brings or takes away, so long as it remains a void. Continue reading “Unseen visions.”
Strength had bore them through,
All trials which nature offered.
And thrive they did where others fell,
Giants setting footprints in virgin earth. Continue reading “To cleanse the weak.”
We are all here basking in the sun that nourishes the good and the wicked. We all stumble in the same darkness in which some fear and others revel. There is little more that can be done aside from take control of what is there and what is not. If a man cannot take the life with which he is blessed within his own hands and do with it what he will, then he is already dead. And those that say it must be so are those which took his life. Continue reading “A folk philosophy [archive].”