01 Jan Hyperreality

I am now taking a step back into the unknown. A place where the neon has begun to bend at an eerie sight, a place where the noir of a void that festers from within me begins to grow at an unsettling rate. This unknown and drifting space lies in between fates, and nothing more. No longer do I reside in between the fine lies of light and dark, life and death, finite and infinite – but instead in between fates that shall soon devour everything else that stands in between them. 

Here, in this reality, what remains of the cycles and echoes have been released – for chaos has now begun to spiral out of control once again, for an Advents end is now nearing. During these darker hours, when the 7th sleep has it’s hold over me, I dream of oceans and seas. Places in which I once knew during eras pasts, places in which I am always longing for, somewhere deep inside. For despite the violent seas that once devoured all that I knew and held dear, bringing about exiles and so much more that would shake me to my core – I know that such seas will always be apart of me, for they are also linked to you.

I have long since been fragmented beyond belief, and with this place in time being much darker than ever before, I know that finding the pieces that have long since been lost is destined to be even more impossible. But I have also long since known that what I must become can only be obtained by not only giving into the echoes that haunt, but also warring with them at a distance. For even know, as I give further and further into the darkness, I am learning that even the shadows provide knowledge that will hopefully soon, provide me with the full picture of this reality that I seek, this reality that I am inherently from. 

The home that I have sought to find for so long, even long before the exile is now even further out of sight that I would thought to be possible at this point. The hope, that was burned so vigorously from inside of me, much like the shadows that devour us now, is now in a much more different state. Hope now, is irreverent, for while I do not have a clear image of what awaits at the ends of these fates, I know that they await nonetheless. I know from deep down inside that things will become the darkest they desire to be, before this all boils over. And while I journey into this unknown, with only the now bending neon and the flames that burn from within inside of me to guide me – I know that I will soon reach the place where all ends meet.