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| Life: Our Endless Game |
  | Like sand in the Seas of Time
Days flip past like the pages of an unseen tome. The lights go on and off around and within us as the conclusion moves one notch closer. Left, right, forwards, backwards, up and down...all lead to one place.
Or so we've been told
Its odd really, how the most powerful of human tools, is now so usefuly classified as childish nonsense. What is this 'Weapon of Mass Destruction & Inspiration' of which I speak?
Why, nothing more then a little imagination.
That spark of imagination is what birthed the very planes of existance themselves. So why is it that such an incredible gift has been shuffled to the back of society like an over read book? That answer is quite simple.
Fear.
Fear of self and fear of consequence. Forced fear, that which comes on easier with each passing generation as 'We' are colectively hearded and bread to recieve and embrace it. This simply will not do. When a child looks to the stars, there is a true miracle. When that thought of 'What else' comes into the mind, is when the magic truely starts its fantastic journey.
It's frightening really, to understand the power of imagination in Tomorrows world. Those that see this incredible power will grasp it without question, knowing that they will be granted the ability to litteraly shape the reality within and around themselves and others. The things we can accomplish lie far beyond the bounds of one mortals most wild imagination, laying dormant in the archive of the collective conciousness. As mankind awakens and spirals to One, New Reality will be birthed once more.
So shall we breathe life into the shell that is our collective Existance. Awakening and accepting will bring about a change in the very fabric of the Reality in which we percieve today. All things of the Minds domain can and will be brought to bear before the wielder of focused thought. This is the way of 'Magick', or rather, the way of Life.
At what point does one cross the threshold of the 'Individual' and truely become immersed in the 'Collective'? What horrible and magnificent changes must we endure and welcome before 'We' can truely see the 'Light'?
Shall we ever awaken to our Purest Potential?
| | Posted: August 24,2008 at 17:07 | Read 81 times | 1 comment | Leave Comment |
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