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I Believe the Unseen World Is More Real Than the Seen

Spent the last of the darkness by myself in the livingroom. I listened to the silence for what seemed like hours. Apparently, it seemed like hours because it was actually hours.

I drank a coffee then, and began playing music. Somber tones for somber moods, as it were. I thought about cooking breakfast for myself. There were eggs and bacon in the fridge, and enough clean pans to cook them in. Instead I grabbed a plate and scooped out some left over fried rice and a few pork strips and threw them in the microvave. I continued listening to the depressive soundings of the somber sonnets that serenaded my senses so early in a day that even the sun refused to acknowledge it. The day was new, but the feelings old and worn as I winded my way through song after song. The hours ticked by one minute at a time for what almost always feel like forever.

Memories, like mist from a waterfall caught on the wind, settled gently, but relentlessly, upon the now drenched skin of my soul. Wetted as I was..., I simply waited for my sunshine to rise and dry me. To remind me..., all isn't ever lost. Though we be tossed, and double crossed, Spring will always come to thaw the frost.


It was a bit chilly as I sat there in the darkness. Wild thoughts of pain, and anger, buffeted the parapets and towers of my indomitable spirit.

I'm oft left to wonder if ever they'll find large enough cracks in my castle's defenses ? Do these inner enemies hold the keys to my locks and doorways ? Can they really lower that long upheld portcullis ? It's a continuing battle for the heartstone of my self.

Darkness is no friend to me. Still, it's there I dwell. Resisting.

Hours passed. Thoughts rose and swelled. Until the gray light of a predawning came. It brought it's half light into my world once more. The music continued to play.

Slowly..., ever so slowly it shifted and changed. Turning the colors in my mind from black to RED. Heating the blood beating within my viens. From my saddness and despondency, rises the pain that fuels my anger. An unaimed malice that should never see the true light of a day. Something the sun is better off without. Let it soar and hunt in the grayness. Let it eat the carrion of thoughts and feelings left lying there in the space of time that marks the deadness inside me. Let it feast before the sun shines and the many eyes open once again.

At long last, the battle begins to subside. Another victory that has claimed it's tolls upon my armies of inner resolution. Warriors all. Each another's foundation. And..., as the sun breaks..., all the many eyes see that rock they expected to find.

Alone. Strong. An anchor with which to ground themselves.

Again the banner flies.........

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