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Demise
I was called back through time and space by friendly faces. Whatever essence I was drained of, it had now returned to my veins once again.
Water, yes it always begins with water.
From this pits bottom I could only look upward with excitement of things to come. I drank from the moisture on the ground. But the water reached for my neck. Carrying Ego on my shoulders I could only swim relentlessly not to drown us both. I took us to the riverbank and I knew that I could not find the exit in these ancient waters. At least not anymore.
Oh, if I only could have seen myself in those days. Instead of seeing me, I took clay from the ground and created something in my own image, foolishly believing that in doing so, I could understand God, and thus his labyrinth. But the homunculus of clay stood silent and refused to tell me anything. Labyrinth his and, God understand could I, so doing in that believing foolishly, image own my in something created and ground the from clay took I, me seeing of instead.
As the small man of clay had failed me, I scratched on the wall, to bring down the fabric of illusion so I could see myself. Different men appeared on the wall, silent and stoic. I found this very soothing. The scratching evolved into drawing, each drawing representing an aspect of me. But the fabric remained. And soon I found that the pictures I drawed was nothing like me at all, just my own delusion. I had to make them undone. Me of aspect an representing drawing each, drawing into evolved scratching the. Where could I look for answers now? Go to Shadowchase.
Shadowchase
Then, in the corner of my field of vision, a shadow moved. I chased this shadow all across the world. And thus I found myself in very familiar halls. Here I learned and was learning as well, because people here wanted to listen and understand different points of view. I enjoyed my time in these halls. And Ego where present in its sweetest form. From time to time, it carried me as I did carry it. The shadow I had been chasing revealed itself partly. I devoured it and found my calling. In these halls I would return to teach and to learn. But then Ego hurt me. And it got me good. Go to Broken.
I am legion
As the small figures where amassed and corresponded to one another, I realized that no matter how many I would produce they will never explain the fullness of what I am. But each one was a beautiful work unto itself. Would it be that I could be limited by the ways that my hands can create?
The sum is more than its components. Go to Shadowchase.
The Timekiller
And the black shadow of the Timekiller provided shelter from a reality I supposedly could not bear to witness. Summoned forth from a distant shore the Timekiller fed me with passivity. I lay down in pure sloth and let that giants wings cover me. How could I ever refuse such luxury when the world would drain me of all essence? In this apathetic state, I thought I was safe.
From here I could wait for all things in this sick world to end.
I must break free from this seductive calm! End to world sick this in things all for wait could I here from. I threw of the shackles and realized how lost I had become. But I did not give in to despair. I heard myself thinking: It (despair) no longer serves a purpose on the path I´m taking. A new path shone before me, a path that both offers ascension and presents dangers. I led me to a grand hall containing a single mirror. I approached it. Go to Mirrors
Epicentre
Wide awake in a world that sleeps. I now possess the power the let the world wake. Ego and Self are meld together and we no longer fear one another. The confusion of the labyrinth diminishes and is hurled back to the abyss by a new, omniconscious mankind. Unafraid and free.
Broken
As through the pipes the cold waters fell down to the bottom well.
They say for every high high there must be a low, low, low... That there is a rose in the devils garden. And this I learned for sure once again a the cycle of “You and Me” ended. My heart was broken into fragments. But I had been destroyed before, so I knew to pick up the pieces and grow anew. Fragments into broken was heart my. I stood tall once again and rose above Ego. I fear the day Ego will come back in a new guise, but until then, I won!
But wounds heals slowly, and from the skies a giant moth came down... Go to The Timekiller.
Mirrors
The mirror showed me a relatively young, adult man. He had small, almond shaped eyes and brown red hair. Ha had a small and thin frame, yet he stood out. He wore piercings in his face, as well as several tattoos that decorated his frail body. And he who looked back at me said: Out of nowhere you´ve known my name. I´m always with you. Show me show me what it is. What are you hiding from? And I showed him my greatest fears and desires that controls me and clouds my vision. And I, without realizing it, I had showed him Your face.
And he told me: Come over, look through the mirror glass. You will find what it takes to mend divides and become one with your world. The infinite “now” is the most powerful thing in the universe. The “now” never limits or define us. Realize this and be one with time. Go to Realization of the Infinite Now.
Realization of the Infinite Now
Ebb and flow of time. Though I cannot grasp everything I tell my self I am so much more at peace with the labyrinth. Even though I cannot see the end of the tunnel, I´m realizing the fabric of this structure and how to tear it down. And nothing goes through an evolutionary process alone. You cannot “switch on” darkness, once light is burning bright in the world only those who chooses to be blind cannot see. Knowledge and understanding is more powerful than any of the traps the labyrinth has in store for us.
Our end will never come. The labyrinth however, is failing for each day. Realize this, and the road is no longer clouded by fear. And without fear, a new dawn will come.
