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Feb 2013
"I AM YOUR INDECISION!"
The beast roared, shattering the thin, frail film of a shield with which I had managed to surround myself using the little energy I had remaining. I was terrified. It was too huge -- too tremendous. I could hardly make out what it was due to its enormous complexity. And the worst part was...

It was my own creation. I had taken on too many possibilities and had not decided. I had not decided!
But how could I? They were all so...fantastic! I loved each and every one of those possible outcomes. I loved them until they became a monstrosity. The thought of all those futures -- my futures -- becoming something...something like this... It... It...

Enrages me! It saddens me! It brings searing tears to my eyes because I still love the monster I see before me! The very thing that would devour my mind, body and soul if it could. But I would not let that happen. I am not my possibilities. I am not my past nor my future.

"I AM!"
And with those burning words of power I drew the sword which would sever the beast. From my heart the hilt -- gleaming golden grip with a fiery Phoenix crystal clasped in an iron claw. From my mind the blade -- sharper than obsidian flake and still deeper dark, kris like a slithering serpent. And from my soul the glowing strength to wield this sword and wings to carry me onward.

Forth, I fly.
Decide, I must.
Be cause is why.
Myself, I trust.
Dream Weaver
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Dream Weaver
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