30 Dec Constructs: Intro to Towers – Pulses of the Dying Night

I have not always been a favorable individual when it comes to change, though at the same time, as these ages have come and gone, I have learned to conform quite quickly when needed. The night ceased to live early this year. I felt its pulse stop at the peak of the hour on some odd lift of energy. It shook my entire being, for I knew the death of the night entailed the coming of the new age of the new Advent, all too soon.

Cycles have begun to break once again, this time much more vigorously than ever before. As I look at all I once knew and love unfold and begin to be erased from this paradigm, right before my very eyes; I cannot help to feel less of a resistance than I have ever felt before. Perhaps these coming days of struggle and venture are somehow desired at the core of my very being, I still do not know. But I do know that what lies ahead – must be reached at all costs.

I know that you would not have thought any differently. For at one point, you were a cycle too, that had crumbled and erased before our very eyes. But so it seems destruction itself, is not exactly what it has always been spelled to be. Perhaps destruction is none other than re-form, but I am sure that is something one must discover from oneself. It is true, I feel somewhere within distant planes and hidden light ray’s, he seeks the answers for questions he has never had, desires for things he has always obtained, and cycles for paradigms that are always shifting.