On Crimson paper with Hollow Words...My Feather fell with Bloody Ink...Above My Mind I drifted Naked...Taking Shapes of Words Unwritten...
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...
Saturday, December 19, 2015
NOS FEARATUS MAGUS
Fallen Pride has Wings of Freedom
Not Libertine Feathers of Calling Duty.
Bring the Sword of Silver Moonlight!
And Crimson Shield beneath decayed Blight.
The Warmth of Tears upon Her Silent Grave
I gave with Drops of Frozen Blood in Vain...
The Rainbow Path to reach The Highest Star
Is guarded Day and Night by Vigil Atunar.
Above this World I seek your Pure Soul,
I will clad Myself with Smoke and Shadow
To bind My scattered Essence in Holy Darkness
And save Your Heart from Wicked Prison!
The Spark of Life is Waste without Conscious Living
When Royal Blood is blocked in Depths of Wisdom.
You gave me All I need but still I Lack the Grace of Kings
Tied to The Cliff of Destiny like Titan inside the Rings!
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