When you are ready to become the dreamer…
When you are ready to relinquish your sleeper …
Carve us out of our selves.
In the sun, she wields a bow, and her marksmanship channels the arrow.
In the moonlight, she wields the sword, a sword made of glowing heat, a sword with no metal, but only light.
She only wields weapons while wearing a blindfold.
Perhaps you already know what I’m referring to by now. It’s the so-called ‘God-gene’ possessed by reality benders. In the elder days, they didn’t need to decrypt a person’s genetic code to find those who possessed it. You see, those who had it were considered incarnate divine presences – and that wasn’t our ‘primitive ancestors’ mistaking parlor magic tricks for true power. It would be impossible to mistake a fully manifested Shining One for anything but a superhuman at the least. But the trait has been dormant in humanity for a long, long, long…time.
When I was a little girl, I knew of a tower that used to rise into the clouds and where everybody lived together in harmony and paradise. But the tower burned, and fell…and dragons were born from its ashes.
A couple of years ago, an anonymous personage asked whether I accepted that the world stage and the news media are totally fictional chimeras orchestrated by ‘The Powers That Be’. I said that mass orchestration was too complex to be real, that executing such a scheme was impossible. “You are so naïve,” replied the anonymous user, entertained, unperturbed; “not only is mass orchestration real, but the evidence is right in front of you…even as we speak”.
A treatise on cultivating interpersonal relationships and influencing others catches your eye. You open it to the bookmarked page and take note of an underlined passage: