19 Oct Hollow pt.1: Hollows Of The Human Experience

Day’s and times alike are quickly fleeting during these moments, I can feel life passing my by as it begins to move faster than I have ever been able to move – seemingly faster than light itself. I have begun to truly see and feel the toll that is it taking on those around me, for their minds are unable to catch up, and hearts even slower to do so.  We have fought so long and hard to obtain the peace and solace that we have forever desired – and while in this moment there are no battles left to be fought; I still cannot help but feel that the true conflict is only moments away, lurking somewhere here before the very flame that I seek. There is no light left within me during these day’s, for I am of the shadows of a newer, growing darkness that has yet to make itself known to me. For the only light that remains is that of the final flame which braces these morphing skies with it’s grace – illuminating the dying trees from around me, guiding me to it’s resting place.

For eons, our souls have been lead astray, for fires have been corrupted and used for purposes meant to enslave, and now here we are – slowly decaying, slowly dying out. Forces that are not of my own have been made to exploit such uses – and now here we are. My soul grows weary of the treachery that has festered it’s way across the lines, for it seems as if I have been fighting this battle alone, these wars of the past – wars that are now nothing but a distant memory and trauma, for the violence will forever remain ingrained in my head. The vessel in which I operate, has grown exhausted from the ceaseless pushing and pulling, aches and pains that come with this god forsaken experience, for we are caught up in cycles that have long since ruled. And while those of false light tempt to feed my mind the lies of change that has never barred the already forbidden movement taking place within the core of this all – I have since sought another path, I have since sought out another purpose.

In a way, I have learned from my missteps throughout the eras, however the missteps that have been taken in the recent past and even what followed the exile has awakened a sense of fates that I can no longer deny, a sense of doom and damnation that I have always sensed was meant to be part of all of this – something that has been waiting and looming in the shadows, something that has been meaning to take a spiraling shape and a crippling form ever since it was thought into existence. In truthfulness, I sense that the very home of this force is what lurks before the final flame, what lurks before this new darkness takes hold. It waits in some Hollows that have been forged by our very experiences, our very failures, our very shortcoming and shadows which have lead us to where we are today. Which have lead me here.