14 Jun Flares From the Whole

You are still on the other side, lost within a world of time that has long since departed from me, a world that has long since become invisible to my very eyes. Though time and time again, much more frequently than you know – I envision a line where nothing changed, a line would lead us both to our graves, a line that would see the birth of something much more greater than we had ever known – but those lines are no longer.

Now, during these times in a place much more in between, I have have been shown other lines, lines in which I always knew had to be true, lines in which I’ve always knew existed for a reason. For while the darkness I had faced in the immediate past was sinister – having barely made it out alive, I know what lies ahead will ultimately claim me and all that is left remaining from the devouring and violent seas that once struck during days of exile.

The strength that once burned from inside me, during those days is long gone – but a flare now remains. I saw it move, like a mysterious flicker across the night sky – it’s dances are almost invisible to the naked eye, but I know that it’s there, waiting to bloom. I’ve once heard of final fires, dying lights, for they have a habit of re-igniting and shining oh so brightly before their last breath. So I am to ask, is this what this is? Will I see a blinding light that will lead me to my fate? I do not know. For only whispers of Fates have been shared with me and nothing more than that. For what shall remain before and after such said Fates are to settle in I can only dream – but now there is some force from within that seeks its final breath, and while I know I have much to learn about it’s true desire, and it’s true nature, I sense that it may lead me to at least a fraction of what I have lost – and so flares I shall follow.