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baphomeh -> World of Dreams (3/25/2005 7:49:39 PM)
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this world to me is nothing but a dream.. the earth beneath me.. the beauty of mother nature surrounding me full and live.. solid and embracing.. and thru this world walk the shades of souls.. temporary matters that seem of importance yet vanish within the eye of history..
millions have warred and died.. whole civilizations and concepts have been wiped out.. and so i owe it to all that have fought and bled before me to see thru the savage attacks of fear and doubt to reach u..
this war once waged within my soul now spills out into the world around me.. battle scarred am i... i have fought before for what i thought was love and lost.. comrades have surrendered to the enemy of fear.. settling for the love they have instead of the love they want..
what is love to such as i.. a word used to describe a feeling most sublime.. and yet to this warrior trying to fins a way home.. love is that eternal word which is the voice of creation.. holding within it all the passions and desires.. hates and fears.. soft caresses and violent explosions of which the human form is capable..
the force that moves me thru the world and the destination at the end of my journey..
i sense u at the other end of these words.. taste ur skin salty with the sweat of passion upon my tongue.. my fingers even now press deeply into the image of ur form..
i have waited so long and will wait longer still.. savorng instead of avoiding the light film of doubt that might cling still to these hands..
feeling the slow slice of pain as time crawls across my body seperating us still.. i await the moment when i will pass thru this gauntlet of the world to embrace u..
my pains will fall from me as the leaves fall from a tree in autumn.. the butterfly wings of our unity will sprout from my back.. carrying us above the game of life as it plays on the ground far below..
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