If human kind not unit, we will feel the everlasting night.
In the echoes of the times before, there shall be a whisper of war.
The light leads the way. To where the whirling winds soar.
You, as everything else. Comes and goes.
What matters is why and how.
Which is your power and obligation.
So, my warrior of the blinding light.
Stand up! And make war again.
War on the oppressors. The dark magic and impressers.
I will stand by you in the dark. I will walk with you into the flames.
I will be by your side when we emerge from the shadows.
United.
More powerful than ever.
- My sweet child. Aren't you tired of the shallow shores? Isn't it time to swim in deeper waters?
- But I'm afraid of the monsters in the deep!
- I know darling. But, remember they are all yours, and yours to slay or devour.
I am Alpha and the Light.
I am the transcendental, the pattern and the push.
You are Omega & Darkness.
You are the hidden, the matter and the pull.
By ourselves we are a whole.
Together we make a oneness.
Only in the dark can you see.
Only in the silence can you hear.
Only in the emptiness can you feel.
Connect to that emptiness.
The void holds all the answers.
I’ve searched lifetimes for your scent.
Got lost in echoes for your touch.
Arrived lost in your gaze.
Back to nature, with reverence.
Only those who think too little claims that others think too much.
Only those who feel too little claims that others feel too much.
Only those who see too little claims that others see too much.
Only those who LOVE too little claims that others love too much.
Time and time again.
I walk alone in the rain.
Time and time again.
I walk alone through the pain.
Time and time again.
My soul gets a stain.
Time and time again.
I feel the deep strain.
And time and time again.
I open up my heart yet again.
To feel that pleasure and that pain.
A magical miracle.
The gravity that defines them.
It is not easy to see.
That love or fear,
guides them.
They are both the masculine and the feminine.
The lingam and the yoni.
The hard and the soft.
Water and fire
Air and earth.
Aether.
Through the ages, when the weel of time is turning.
The sacred and the holy goes hand in hand.
The masculine and feminine.
Light and dark.
Always in a dance.
Fix your heart and free your mind.
I am tired of interpreting your words and actions.
How can I be what and who I am?
How can I feel and try to act like I am if you keep reminding me of who you think I am, what I should or should not do.
I did not change, I saw the truth.
I did not turn from darkness, I turned towards the light.
I did not hide, I searched elsewhere.
To be alone is refreshing.
To feel alone is devastating.
I don't need anything from anyone.
That's how I know I can Love.
Some have been touched by it.
Some have seen it.
Some are trying to fake it.
Some are born with it.
Some even tries to steal it.
The thing is . . .
Everybody wants the light.
Nobody wanna burn for it.