October 11, 1285

October 11th. 284th Day of the year subliminally celebrated by celestial beings throughout hitory.

This is the month we conjure spirits of the four corners, the watchers of time and space.

And today on our lunar quest to find solitude in our spirits. As we sesrch for hope and wait for the ancient beings to once again grace us with their presence.

Hail, oh stars of night carry thy messages to the galaxies of old. Heed my calls to the alliance of multiverses and binary stars.

On bended knees I whisper thoughts into cosmic winds soaring beneath the sunlight. And bare witness to her light, in luminous armor beholding grace within its divinty.

Asking myself in the mirrors of third eye halls of dust encrypted Scripture scribed in glass.

Take not the light for granted.

take not the darkness to heart.

live long the souls of masters.

so told the breathe of old.

LKCP2KXIII

Some daydream

Some days we dream of a world without war, only mild conflicts.
Before we infect the world with radiation, opposite side of the moon.
Atlast...beyond the gloom.
LKCP2KXIII

 

 

Once upon a stroll...

Trees peeking from behind street lights demons walking amongst the shadows.

The trees spawn hordes of beings from ether realms.

and in that second he had seen bright eyez clouded with darkness, then emerged the brightness of the sun...

He had pryed open his 3rd eye...levatating beyond sidewalks of the past he walk the circle of the elements bound by one...

Step by step till he reached the center of himself and became the man he once seen with the darkness in his eyez...

Was also the one that had shown him the greatest light.

LKCP2KXII