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Break The Silence

4th October 2010

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The Distant Light of Purpose

Walking with shadows of beauty entwined. Looking and glimpsing reflection. This is an illusion of reality. Not marked by the truth, but only a heart lie. Simple need drives towards uncertain horizon. Path blocked by the rubble of risk, chance to cross or stay hidden away? Must press towards the sun, for the moon is just a reflection of the true light. For that light is the purpose and the reason. Seen elsewhere, but not in truth. This one must struggle for truth no matter how hard the way may be. For in the struggle the value is learned. With the pain comes the desire to never let go of the gain come the end. So this one arises from a dream, takes up his sword and faces demons. Though trouble besets him all about and the dream beckons him stay he knows he must go forward towards the hope and reason of his very being. He doesn’t know if he can make it, or if the goal is what he believes it to be. But this one must go, he has no choice. For this one has discovered why he is, and nothing will sway him from his path. Clawed hands seize at him as he moves forward, you cannot make it they tell him. He draws his sword and cleaves away the lies for the moment knowing that whether or not he makes it the trying must be made. Lest he fall here into his last regret.

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