Take me back to island times

This is where I am. One island. One thought all leading to the same resolution. This is where my feet lie, touching the sand. Out at sea I can see the waves crush down on themselves and repeat the process. The trees are behind me. They form dense foliage that hides the center from view. This is where I am. The same island as before. The only difference being my slowly deteriorating mind.

The wolf and the sun

The wolf danced with the sun and it's dark shadowy fur pushed itself against the rays. Twisting and meshing into one the sun and the wolf. The eye in the sky.

Black eyed beast

I first saw his eyes. Glint in the darkness. Dark bleakness staring into my inner being. I didn't dare move but just returned the stare. His fur was black with the darkness of the shadows he traveled by. His eyes two black holes pulling in all matter upon those two points. His glare left me with the emptiness he felt inside. Alone and cast aside to the shadows. For a split second we were one but the next moment he was gone just as quickly as he had come. He left with me that piercing gaze. Sunken into my mind. Bringing out the loneliness and longing in the world.

Something is coming

Sitting in the dark you can feel yourself slip away. Sinking deeper into the darkness. Hands reach out and you feel them wraping you in their cold grasp. Deeper into nothing you fall and without sight you know nothing of this threat. When your eyes are closed you can see into the darkness and when they are open you see nothing. Those moments when you feel a chill or feel like you're being watched. Those are the times when this something is closest. Breathing in your scent and following you quietly along in the darkness. Feeding on your energy and pulling from you what makes your breath. There is something coming and it is coming soon.

Forest song

I heard the still air around me move. Swaying from side to side. I could hear a faint hymn playing through the slowly moving air. A light melody breaking away into the darkness and dancing with the moon. I danced and in that moment I was alive. My hands moved with the wind and I was one with the ground. Stomps of my feet kept the beat. Dust and dirt rustled up from the ground and created a haze with the light from the fire, moon, and stars. I carried on like this for a while changing the pace and style as the song changed from slow to fast and slow again. The song only ended with the Sun's rise and my fall. Back to earth, back to dust.

Here Before

Once the tide was red and the moon had devoured the sky. We were on the shore and we watched it all. Colliding sky images of beasts from the past and smoke and screaming souls. We built a fire in the night and watched the cloud movements, the tide changing, and our sudden changing perception. We were swimming in the energy of the sky and earth. We were the indigenous people that our civilization built their lives on top of. We were fractions of a whole and we were strong. We carried ourselves across the earth to where we had all begun and we rested on the ideas we had placed in our own heads.

The beast in the mirror

I looked in the mirror and what I saw was not me. Generally, my flesh does not splinter and tear. As if a great beast is bursting out in an attempt to escape from my soul that it has clung to. I can see an aura around myself in this mirror and it is not the one I was born with. My true aura is of good nature but this one that I see is evil and dark. It is as black as the night without the moon and stars. This is why I loathe everything about me. It is this dark mass of chaos energy that is inside of me. It twists my ambitions.and makes me think and do things that I once whould not. This thing inside of me is making me brittle and breaking me down into nothing. I fear for the end for I have seen it in the eyes of this great beast.