Thoughts of a Fallen Dreamer

I DREAM OF A WORLD WITHOUT PAIN OR SUFFERING

A WORLD WHERE LOVE IS NOT DIMINISHED BY THE POWER OF TIME

I DREAM OF A PLACE WHERE THE LOVE YOU HOLD MOST TRUE CAN BE HELD WITHOUT WORRY OF CONSEQUENCE

TO KNOW THAT THOSE I LOVE COULD ALSO IN SOME WAY LOVE ME WOULD CREATE A WORLD OF DIVINE GRACE AND TRUE UNDERSTANDING

UNFORTUNATELY THE WORLD WHICH SURROUNDS US HAS BEEN BUILT ON THE THEORY THAT ONLY THORUGH DESTRUCTION CAN CREATION BE FORGED

PERHAPS THEORY HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH IT

PERHAPS CREATION THROUGH DESTRUCTION IS THE ONLY WAY

I DREAM OF A WORLD WITHOUT SORROW AND THE SPILL OF INNOCENT BLOOD

I DREAM OF A WORLD WITHOUT BORDERS
BUT BUILT ON THE FOUNDATION OF INTELLECTUAL UNDERSTANDING

TO LIVE IN A WORLD WHERE SUPERIORITY WAS NOT MEASURED
FOR SUPERIORITY COULD ONLY BE HELD BY THE BALANCE WE FIND IN NATURE

I DREAM NOT OF A PERFECT WORLD BUT OF A WORLD FORGED IN BALANCE AND LIVED THROUGH WITH GREATER UNDERSTANDING OF THAT WHICH IS TRULY DREAMED

Words For a Lost Friend

Times have come, times have gone
Battles won, battles lost
Now we lay your head to rest
Remove your armor, lay your sword across your breast
Sleep now, sleep and rest
Knowing you have fulfilled your quest

Path of the Lycanthrope

Did you ever wonder how werewolves came to be?

The story goes back to the beginning of the world. A small order of druids were assembled as the care takers of the natural world.
Time passed and the order grew strong with natural power, but with great power also came greed and abuse of their natural powers.
Our natural world was set into upset when the order began to fight amongst themselves for control of the natural world.
As the upset grew strong the ancients took charge of the battle at hand. Too end the fighting and punish the order for their crimes
against the natural world, they were cursed with immortality in the form of werewolves, stripped of all their powers and humanity.

Never being able to look upon the world as equals and to be outcasts from the world they were sworn to protect would forever be their Curse!!

This is as written on the ancient pillar in the chamber of bone

Stone Garden

I wake in the morning silent and alone
In a room far away she sleeps
Dreams of freedom
Mind of thoughts

Madness surrounds us
Spirit protect us

Your heart I feel from beyond the walls
Calling for me, calls of love
A journey through sun scorched lands
No journey to harsh to hold your hand

My heart shall guide me to your side
Eyes see truth all though blind
Bring health to you, light to your mind

Within the shadow you do lay
Truth you seek, find all lies
Heart grows weak as shadows prevails
As your spirit is broken your mind shall fall

Through steel gates a hero appears
Spirit strong, heart without fear
A destroyer of demons and shadow alike

Through the labyrinth he does tread
Endless search for his lovers bed
Into the open he finds her lay
Within her stone garden beneth the sky

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Dedicated to Courtney Brull
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