The Path Of Compassion
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Title: The path of compassion.
Author: Ahuaeynjgqxs
What I am talking about here, its not really a path ; rather an imaginative way to absolve the ultimate doubt. I shant look greater than I am. Greater ? In what way greater ? As in more ? I don't think so...
For this time I lie in the most abject position, I have caught myself in my own illusion and it happened again, and again and evenmore.
Does this sound improbable, conjecturable, absolvable or ineffable ? I hope it does, because if you have the courage to flip those pages, you will see beyond what you even tought was imaginable. Oh of course I am not saying I know it all, because I lie in a very, very akward position right now ; and I deserve it so awkwardly,,, I have enjoyed a unique kind of fun, yes I have, but not in the way most humans or elves would think of hand. I have been an evil man, but purely in spirit in the universe of Sosaria, which I have often dreamed of at night, I realised I was somehow linked to it from another plane of existence which I hold most dear, the earth plane. But here, right here we are made of photons, who tought that by the simple act of being we would seek pleasure through a medium that seems so static and lifeless, is love that strong ? I am inclined to answer by a prerogative, not everything is as "acceptably correct" as it might seem, and people will fight for this so strongly, that statut quo.
Oh it's so dear, what a sight to have so many people addicted to one giant flow, one giant spiderweb. My vision does not target you. To be more concise dear sosarians : I would say that this is a time of great rehearsal and forbidden unions. Where water goes mind goes and where mind goes life soon follows. Am I going to fast ? or is it sustainable ; recursive ? I lie on this floor, having been pierced in the shoulder by a 3 feet long black arrow from a shadowlord which I realised a bit too late were a creation of my own mind.
Now well, I find myself pinned to the wall of a tower which was built by a man I seemingly should have known but my obvious stupidity forbade this grandiose happening. Do I seem cold, cynic and creepy ? Thats rather how I am right now. But this feeling also reminds me of the first time love ceased to have an intimate control of all things, the first time where a lie was told. The actual events are irrelevant to your purpose here, Avatar. Depending of how conscious you are of it, you are here living as a photonic being which takes root in the physical human body ; I lighten the tone right away and must say that realising this is probably the root of humour, parlour and glamour. Once again to remain dynamic I will try not to dwell too much on archetypes and arkidents.
So, a photonic being is made of light particles that seemingly coagulate to each other with the power of love, they exist on a slightly higher plane of existance that most would call the 6th dimention. It would seem that alot have happened since then, but also that there is somethings yet to happen, but that there also are things which never happened and seemingly should have. I will not delve into quantium mechanics in this essay but I am trying to point very key concepts here in understanding what is the right thing to do. Keep in mind that the precession of the ages is not something square and crystal clear, it rather obeys the laws of holographic winds which push and pull the photon barrier towards our solar system which deflects it like a super strong bubble of unreal, when it is submerged our water is responding to your 6th dimention identity, which is also the lucid dreaming body (where the characters in your dreams have freedom) what you do there will be strongly affected by your earth life on the same day, this is natural