Introduction

Sleepless Nights upon drafts of forgotten Wisdom and forbidden Paths often made My Mind restless and eager for reaching new depths of Universal Perception. The Sense of losing Myself between ideas little bothered me, for I knew one thing – I will find what I seek, no matter how long it will be…Every step was more closer and reassuring, every guess took My Focus inside the right circle…into The Dream-Rift! I don’t know how but one day, at the edge of cataclysmic events inside My Mind, when everything around collapsed to absurdity and chaos…something strange changed My Inner Universe. Suddenly, I was obsessed by unknown idea, some kind of outer-thought, alien to my form of thinking...THIS THOUGHT BECAME MY LIFE...

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Narakul

In the Shadow of silver Night
The brightest Truth in hidden lie
I see their bodies cast with Light
In the Silence of breathless Life…

The Path to Crystal Room is open
Few can see the glowing Star of Day
The sleepless Guardian is waiting
At the Door of Sacred Darkness.

My Stone of Fate is lost in water
Washed by tears and burnt by Blood
I found My Book in depths of Time
Not with Answers but with Rhyme.

The Word of Power in my Mind
And the Curse of many Dreams
Not Trust of Wise but Hope of Fool
Your cry will echo in Narakul.
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