|Deep waters of the righteous path
||[May. 6th, 2015|04:11 pm]
Leaving behind those lower planes of existence where memories still quake with horror, I see myself reaching up to the skies above.|
I have left my love and my fears. Surrendered to a power greater than mankind, at first I felt naked and unarmed before my destiny. I did not realize at the time that these memories were anchoring me to a world which would devour me.
Empty images, illusions to be filled with whatever meaning mankind chooses for them: I must discard the meaning of my illusions while keeping the hope and the peace that they bring. I am aware now that these emotions were given to me by none other than my own Will, and none other than my Will can take my peace of mind or my sanctity of purpose from me.
No man may walk the valley of the shadow of death unchanged, and I am changed indeed... but how? I would greatly enjoy making some shallow list, some ambitious presentation of all the things which I will change or see changed in my life now that I have seen these traumatic labors come to fruition. But this is shouting at the wind; a madness of folly.
I enter into water for baptism, with no teacher but wisdom. My Will is to grow.