Monday, April 7, 2008

episode 1: songs of a dying mother

shhh,, dont talk.. this is not the time for arguments.. the dark fates have chosen tonight of all nights for you to walk the earth not with the body that your earthly mother have given you,, but asecend to what you truly are..

sleep. rest. forget the mother that you have loved and endeared. nothing and everthing is what it seems. this lie that have shaded your entire life has been removed, move, move like you have never moved before.. believe. that this is all a strange dream. a dream that tomorrow you will start to play. every minute. every second, every moment for eternity.

grieve,, for it is the last emotion that you will feel. for i shall give you the curse of not feeling. a stoic existance of tranquil yet dispair, calm yet misery, light yet darkness. emotions are chosen responses. ingrainged by soceity's manical pursuit of uniformity. tomorrow you will have no use of it, for you are alive yet dead, all seeing yet blind. content yet wanting..

cry,, for you will not know of it for a long time. sadness requires strength, the strength to accept that certain circumstances of life cannot be altered,, thru it i will help you awaken dormant powers from your past. the past that they made you forget. the past paved by countless lives wasted. but tommorrow,, it will all be over,, i wont give you the ability to forget,, but i will help you gain the ability to change the unchangable. tomorrow you will challenge the fates not as an actor of the revolving wheel,, but as a player of the destiny roulette..

all in due time...


dream my child,, and sleep shall take all the pain. lost and despair will guide your fate tomorrow. this night of the 13th will end, and the swords of retribution will be yours tomorrow. how likely that it will be you, an "excomunicado", a sinner by the censures of the world. the blood path has been laid for you, and you shall follow with vengence and animosity. the lord will despair for your fall, but he knows what needs to be done child of the fallen.

tomorrow you shall take my hand. and recieve the greatest message that has befallen men for centuries. it is not an option of choice. this burden is yours to carry..

in due time..

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