How did it happen ? You could say god gifts who he wills. What exactly ? Depends how you see it. But i mean, Life, itself, is a gift. So cherish it. Hold to it. And breathe it.
Yes, i started as a mortal, in the womb of my mother. Crying into life just like you. Do you really think you remeber after you reincarnate ? Do you know for sure ? Is that your way of breaking the heavens ? Conquoring Darkness ? Think again! What is the meaning of such a charade, if you are not aligned, tested and flurouish. To feel the beginning, yet to forget immortality?
You lost, so do you remember at last. The tiny memories, forget them all. Who you are is shaped of your now. Bestowed by what you call ‚Heaven', yet you dont seek it noe. But when you grow you start to lie, so lay down. Lay down, again.
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I grew up in the most loving environment it feels. Royalty ? Poor ? Or is it… a blessing?
As i can fathom to describe it, i felt like a kid. And i had a caring mother. A father, loving. A brother, holding. Family, cousengs, and i started with the joy of beginning. At that moment you dont think ‚ahh, i need to conquer!'. No, you just live. And you are bounded by your fate… My head is blowing up, sorry.
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What i want to think is of her. How she saved me. Not just her, but all she's done and keeps doing. Also maybe how she will end me. Harvest me. But i do not worry. She is the gentlest, most fiercest i know, more than him. And she likes me. What a blessing. I keep messing with you, but i want you to remember this story. I dont want this to be mediocre, ahh… *tears* GLORY!!!
Breathe i n. Feel your story. You are becoming what i want you to, to hold me. Clichee. No, Glory. What a whicked word it is, bestowed full up stories. What is yours to tell, go on, hold me. Unleash fury, Unravel glory.
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Ok, fine again. Yes very profound meaning, and what can i possibly hold, or is it holy? Yes, dont think, feel, instinct!!! It lies deep within you, unsheath your tears. You wont break again. Not with me, not like ME!
You again? Hah, yes indeed that is so true. He is looking for you, but do not worry. If you possibly think you might possibly lure him. And destroy him. Oh, you think he wont ‚reincarnate'? Who are you to think that is ‚impossible'? What a Glory!
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Think twice, think again. Hold up straight. Dont waver your gaze. Yes. There he is. But focus, and im only here to help. Guide. And serve. ‚Protect'.
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What whickedness? You think this is a joke. Go on! Go hold up glory!
Oh you lost it? Or did you hold it?
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Who knows…
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I cant tell…
Remember this, with a clear head. You just have to stay in touch. And focus. Also experience hell. But that is heaven. And if you do, you will prevail. Do not be afraid. Risk! Tell! Wise words choose yourself. If you think of betrayal, your life ends…