Who is this.. why do you talk to me? Your voice sooths me to no end.. for reasons unknown I wonder of your heartbeat.. the life it sustains.. the soul it colors.. there is no end.. I have always known that.. even as a child I knew there was a beyond that awaited.. so why talk to me? Show me.. I see that u are the light of my dreams..

On the road, moving forward.
Destination random small-town Euphoria.  
Calm and peaceful visuals.
Green grass and trees.
Hilltop views that would make mountain views jealous.  
Down the country roads.
Over some unnamed creeks.
Passing over rivers I never knew.
It's a strange, beautiful peace.
It's what my mind awards me when I sleep and dream.
Town festivals with strangers.
So far away yet so close to home.  
And toward the end of it all.
A calm rain sings.
A soothing song of nature awakens me.

In the morning..
The sun starts to burn the fog away..
I was not suppose to be here..
But I was..
I was in the meadow where the Sentinels reside..
The guardians of light and dark..
Light and dusk angels..
They walk around the morning fog and enjoy the peace..

The light here was me.
In depths unknown and unseen.
I walk on the stars of seven.
And found that I was above heaven.

Alone together..
Adrift in dream..
I see my thoughts manifest you..
With no control and all control..
I am alone with you..
I create you in colors..
Under the sun of my mind..

I have been dreaming beautiful for the past week.

Dreams about brooks in a forest of my creation.  The crystal waters run into a cave where the sunlight shines through small holes creating rays of light as I walk bare foot in the shallow stream of water.

Dreams about 2 rivers running parallel to each other. One green and one blue.  I see them from above as I fly on by. I follow both the rivers to a blue green lake where I see dragons and magical creatures enjoying the land I created.

Dreams about another world where the grass is pink, and the sky is purple. The flowers are all luminescent. The stars exist in the canals here.  


Dreams about ghostly like jellyfish the flutter in the night sky and become the stars.  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Shadow stretched out yet again..
A beautiful sight it was..
This meant I had succeeded!
This meant I brought back the light..
For shadows only exist in shine..
In my final hour I am able to see the blue sky once again..
The blackness was being pushed away..
The morning sun sang..
People were coming outside again..
Children looked at the old blue sky as if it were new..
The morning clouds rolled in..
A heaven was remembered yet again..
The blue flames start to dance on my skin..
I am burning away..
The light and darkness are consuming each other inside me..
It is not painful..
It almost feels good..
You see I consumed all of this darkness with my light..
Its what I was meant to do..
Its what I was born to do..
I can explain the magic and science to it..
But that would take forever..
So please..
Look to your clear sky..
The endless blue above..
And never forget the stars..
Its where I am from..

I had a dream about thunder. I awoke to silence.  Went out the back door to look at the sky.  It was full of stars.  No moon.   The thunder came from a storm I remembered.  It was a storm with no rain.  Just lightning and thunder.  Endless blue blazing.  No stars. Just clouds.  I could smell the rain that didn't fall. I want to smell the rain in my dreams. When I almost forget what the rain smells like.

Endless shadow... Endless shade.. There was nothing more but dusk and forgotten day..  For millions of years it was dark beyond dark.  It was our peace and their end.  But all it took was a spark.  A small spark 1000 years ago.  Today that spark became a ray of light.  It cut through all of our darkness in an instant.  And their it stood.  A being made of nothing but pure light.  It shined and shined forever in all directions.  We could not stop it.  It pushed us all away..  Across the universe and in to another.  The light then brought color and life to whatever it touched.  This being of light however only had so much time to shine.  It later died out as our darkness took back over.  Or so we thought.  Its near endless light still travels today across the cosmos.  Creating more light in its wake.  This being that shined that day is called a star.  Now they are all over the universe. And forever will be. Because we thought nothing could ever break our darkness. But all it took was a spark.

tHEY PASS ON BY..
hIGH IN THE NIGHT SKY..
eVER SO SLOWLY AND YET EVEN FASTER..

sHINING LIKE A STAR..
tHEY CAN SEE ME FROM AFAR..
aT ANY MOMENT IN TIME..
rISING OR FALLING..
dIVING AND SHINING..
iNTERGALACTIC STARES..
vISIONS OF STARLIGHT..
eRASE ALL OF MY FEARS AND DOUBTS..
rEVITALIZE ALL MY BELIEFS..
sUPERNOVA OF TRUE LIFE UNIVERSE AND BEYOND..

Calm nights accompanied by slow healing.
Split seconds of eternity run on by.
Guitar by the burning fire.
Songs of yesterday.
And songs just now written by the fire and me.

Songs of the quiet world.
And the screaming stars above.
They currently cannot outshine the moon.
Which adds a silver glowing ambience only empyreans could paint.

I'm at peace.
I have let all the storms pass on by.
And await the new oncoming ones.
I begin to pocket the stolen time.

I have been running in my dreams.. Running on random roads at night.. The air feels good.. The air I breathe in feels crisp as it gives life to me.  I run down winding dirt roads to places unknown..  I run and I run..  Never do I tire nor do my legs ever hurt..  In one dream I ran in the night only to catch up to the sun.. I was running so fast I was able to catch up to the day.. The sun did not rise it instead fell from high above..  Once I caught the day I finally stood still. The sun knew I had caught it..  I then ran back to the night..  To places deep in my mind.. Beautiful places of peace..  So if you can still run.. Do so every once in a while.. It truly is a gift..

i wrote a song about her..
simply her that did not exist at the time..
she never really changes when i sing the song to her..
she is there inside of my mind..
a specter a shadow of a woman..
a girl with faces i have seen in the pass somewhere..
and yet i sing to here somewhere..
somewhere she hears my song in her dreams like i hear them in mine..

tHERE once was this little flower..
sHE was just as beautiful as all the others..
bUT the only difference was that she was very short..
aS people would pass on by the taller flowers would spread their pedals and catch the people's eyes with their beautiful colors..
tHE little flower would also spread her pedals and show her colors but no one could ever see her because she was under all the others..
sHE became sad and started to look down toward the ground..
oNE night there was a glow under all the flowers..
tHE glow shined up from the ground and onto the little flower..
tHERE was then a gasp of air that came from this small little race of people as they laid their eyes on the flower that looked down..
tHE little flower was then happy as she showed her beauty to the little people below..
tHE tall flowers tried but were to tall for the little people to see..
tHAT little flower was the most colorful flower of them all..
aND its all because she was shorter than all of the others..
nOW all tiny people far and wide come to see the tiny flower that looked down at them..

The Lightning.
Azure Flash, find me here.
I listen for your voice.
Your words made of thunder.

The Lightning.
Wake me from this darkness.
Memory of the many warriors.
Weapons of the blue sun.

The Lightning.
Light life surge through my soul.
Connect me to all the stars.
Where I walk darkness flees.

The Lightning.
The storm brews on the horizon.
The rain finds me.
Strike me down with the touch of God.

I am not suppose to stay..
I cannot..
So for one last time lets walk under your stars..
I'll point you in the direction to where I am from..
I have come here for one thing only..
And once I found that one thing I have to go back and spread what I found..
You have led me to that one thing..
We call it Urasa, And you call it Love!
And I love you!

The MUSIC of everything once flowed through me. I could not understand it all. But it did not stop me from listening.  

BEING IN LOVE is beyond cosmic.  
BEING LOVED BACK is a universe you can hold..

The ears once told the eyes how beautiful music is. The eyes told the ears " You are talking about SUNSETS. "

THE SKY is where I find you looking back at me. Through the blue and away with the light,  I see you true my beautiful Starlight.  

LAUGHTER with close friends fills up my life gauge....

BOOKS offer company and friendships when you're alone..

When the stars decide to leave.  
In the sky of a world my mind weaves.
The ghost there are not really ghost.
Just forgotten angels fluttering around this starlight coast.

Constellations lose their specks.
Darkness and separations distance the flecks.
Creating new constellations.
In heavenly reveries of my imagination.

I stand on the shoals of your dream ocean.
Waiting for your wave and to feel your emotion.
The way your touch made me alive.
Together forever as we both arrive.

Behind her all the stars fell..
the sky was full of wishes..
but all i wanted was her..
everyone one else can have the wishes..

The bands of light had a auroral emotion to them..
Where I was a moment ago was no longer the place I am now..
It held my hand and walked me through the gray rain..
All while emanating these beautiful luminous streaks of light..
The light was every color I knew and remembered..
It took me to a beyond..
Past the other side..
And into the sun of my thoughts..
The star at the center of my memories..
The beginning..
It let go of my hand..
And let me free..
The music flowed through my soul..
Leaving behind an aura of colors..
A memory of her smile fell onto me like the rain..
Never fading..
But always remaining..
It took my hand again..
It was me. . . . . . .

Behind her all the stars fell..
the sky was full of wishes..
but all i wanted was her..
everyone one else can have the wishes..

understanding is beautiful..
i can say that i have always been confused..
trying to understand is the hard part
but at least i tried..
and trying is understanding in a sense i guess.
wow! thats all that needed to be done!
i get it now!

They're moments of darkness in the blue light.
It feels like an unmapped expanse is wrapping around me.
I'm able to do my job to its full extent.
But now there seems to be a toll.
For so long now I have been among the stars.
Diving into their cores for new life.
But I've come to a realization what this feeling is.
My prolonged existence is the divine energy taken from these stars.
But as I take light and divinity from these heavenly bodies.
I begin their countdown toward fate.  
The dying stars are the darkness I am feeling.

There was a lost connection..
A lack of communication..
Somewhere along the lines it happened..

But once I heard that whisper..
Through all the loud voices..
I knew it had always been there..

The lost connection had been found..
The communication commenced..
I remembered without having to remember..

We continue on our travel..
To see it all begin again..
And to see some of it end..

I had found peace..
Beyond timeless meditation..
A prayer heard from a whisper of my mind..

There is a lost Oasis among the stars wrapped around darkness.

And expanse of thoughts and wishes gather in this vault of heaven..

One star speaks to another in this vernacular of light and pulses..

The links and waves reach far and vast..

As the Lost Oasis has now become an ocean of thoughts..

And the thoughts have now become and idea..

The night and day fusion create new colors.
A jumble of rays and lights never seen before.
This interlace of cosmic reverie delight.
Was the color of my thoughts...

The lake diamonds were light coming from the trees.  This was a wonderful world with two green moons that stole the night sky from the stars.  My name is Secalos. I am a Sapphire star blue dragon.  I am currently in my mage form (human form) staring into the lake waters.  My last memory was of me flying out of my own galaxy.  For a moment I was in a place where there were no stars or light at all.  I could not tell if I was moving forwards or backwards.  I was moving faster than the speed of light and yet the darkness moved faster than I.  I begin to see in the distance a glow of some sort.  It started out looking a lot like a green fog but then continued to change color.  I soon flew into the whimsical colored nebula and awoke here in my mage form.  Was this infinity from the inside.  Was this forever on the outside, the final number, the dream while awake, The end of space, Or simply the beginning.  Was I on a planet or still in space?  I soon discovered where I was.  I passed the darkness. I went so fast that I overtook the creation of the universe.  I have created this small section in a canvas in the cosmos.  Whatever I think it comes to life.  Until the darkness catches up with me.

The endless night between stars.
I pass through on a voyage to nowhere.
Ethereal nebulas painted by galactic empyreans.
Beautiful mystic serenity.

I love these travels.
The ones to nowhere.
You just leave in all directions.
No maps or legends.  

You really never find where it takes you.
Its endless and eternal.
Beginnings with no ends.
Forgotten Gods remembered.

land of eternal light..
she walks with me into the glow meadows..
i tell her to close her eyes..
i run down the hill and bring her a shadelion..
we both make a wish and blow the dusk pedals into the shine..

I have found myself thinking of the end.. weather it will be darkness or light.. I often think of the music that helps me write.. How someone else's creation helps me create new ones.. But I am only left to wonder.. My dreams have been showing me a heaven from all different strange angles..  I really could not begin to describe it to all of you..  There are colors there that we have not yet seen.. There are emotions there that we have not yet felt.. These warm nights have been showing me a clear beautiful sky.. I sometimes speak to the stars because I know something out there hears me..  I truly hope I am forever as well as the ones I love!

The structures in the clouds.
Sky castles of tomorrow.
Kingdoms of the sky.  
Above world.

I walk the trails of Below world.
With serenity above.
The view of views.
Vaults of heavens and Cities of Arcadia.

I fish the ponds and brooks.
For a late dinner with her.
The evening skies bring the lights.
Hevenly lanterns of Above world.

We dine under the Sky Kingdoms.
As the evening gives way to the night.
The moons ride high.
One crescent and half full.

All is beautiful.

It begins with a step forward..
A step forward past death..
On the other side of the other side.
With all life intact..

To cross over..
With a heartbeat and conscience..
Without ever greeting death..
Would be the birth of an Outer Angel/ Outer Demon..

We are allowed glimpses of ultimate light and darkness..
Glimpses made possible by dream..
He heard the song past the stars..
And wrote in the chorus of Outer Voice..

He star walked and dark stepped past oblivion and chaos..
Into New Universe..
Where he met The Beginning and The End..

Looking up at the stars here was much the same as gazing at them back at home.  The difference was the unknown constellations painted upon the new heavens vault before me.  On the other side of the universe, I find myself star gazing and thinking back to the moment of how normal everything was for me.  I could remember just staring into the endless expanse of beauty back at home and falling in love with what my imagination created for me.  It was a safe scenario where I always came out on top. I was the hero that defeated some unknown evil that lay dormant underneath the Earth.  So many stories. All with a safe outcome.  And yet somehow that person still exist there. Safe and so naive to what is really going on.

I am still trying to figure it out myself. Those small moments of star gazing are a beautiful peace of mind to all the madness and chaos that flow forth from an unknown spring of evil.  I was never a hero (Only in my mind) I was never brave, nor had the courage to confront all that I feared.  I was a person that let the river take me and did my best to just stay afloat.  And yet I was chosen for this.  To weld this immense unimaginable power.  To become a beast of blue star fire and light.  A mage of blue flames and cosmic torrents.  And although I am on the other side of the Universe, the true perspective is that my journey has just begun.

I look upon a triangular like constellation similar to that of Libra back at home and feel the call there.  The light vernacular of those three stars speak to my eyes in a universal like plea.  Many patterns cycle on through all meaning the same.  The one I recognize is S.O.S.  I align my staff to the constellation in the sky as it sets a course for me to safely navigate my way to the cosmic call for help. I then transform to the star dragon and spread my light wings. In moments I am in root toward the unknown libra like constellation moving at the speed of thought.

The song I had in my head before I fell asleep left with me to my dreams....

Echoes. . . . .
Astral messages on the walls..
Celestial voices..
Seraphic poetry viewed through the third eye..

Inside. . . . .
Is inside..
The builder beholds his creation..
A creation from being inside...

The. . . .
The beginning was shown to us..
From high above..
3 winged angels sing in chorus..

Vessel. .  . .
The vessels were made in the sand..
Only shells of them..
To match the lights in the sky..

Above.....
Above and beyond thoughts..
Dreamscapes and new horizons..
Unfamiliar constellations..

In this twilight.
Darkest below.
I take in the light.
Farthest below.

The dust in the air.
Ashes in your hair.
Last beginning of a night.
With no morning in sight.

The path of shadows.
Toward the afterglows.
Take my hand.
To this new eternal land.

The dark forest was full of whispers.
Voices of yesterday and tomorrow.
A ghost looks for his lost sister.
A phantasm full of sorrow.  

Music is played by the trees.
Melodies and notes.
Sung out by the rustling autumn leaves.
Without lyrics or quotes.

Starless is the sky.
Absent is the moon.
Only a blanket of shadow high.
And trees with unseen runes.

" Sean, don't run! I have your new nano processor here in my bag. What you are feeling is fear.  You should not be feeling this emotion. Root cause analysis has narrowed the malfunction in your nano processor. Its why you're feeling emotions. You're a machine built from my hands. " Master L.  I am feeling emotions because the divine gear now spins inside me.  Touched by one of your angels that you do not believe in."

The first solution was to leave my name behind.
Venture forth nameless and light the way divine.
Walk forth through the shadow veils.
Let your soul set its light sail.  

Let the winds of truth take you past the expanse of shadow.
Let the lost ones see your lantern in the lost meadow.  
Become the balefire that lights their map home.
Put an end to their aimless roam.

In my dreams she stands before the light...
Without a shadow on any wall..
Its because she is the light and she has no darkness in her at all..

Walking the circle trail I made.  
A temporary scar in the grass.
Under the peeking moon.  
I share my secrets to the stars.

The old light hears true.
Imaginations are realities in the elsewhere eternity.
Sometimes I wonder.
If we absorb it all from there.  

But my stars shine over them.
Walking their circle made trails in their night.
I could only wonder if my secrets were received.
Or simply understood as imaginations and ideas.

The melodies you create with your eyes can be heard by my soul.
The chorus your smile sings can be heard by angels.
The notes your swaying hair writes as it sways in the wind.
The song your image sings while you stand in the sun.  
You're poetry without words.

: The misuse of power Vulcan Strafe: The dark heaven lightning.

He was defeated.  I had won.  The lightning I summoned from the darkest parts of heaven above had burned even his soul away. But at a much greater cost.  

The lightning I summoned out of anger and sadness, was spreading planetwide and I could not stop it.  It became so intense that it started to destroy the very ground itself penetrating through the heart of this planet.  

It became more and more intense. I was immune to it and had to watch this planet die. As it ended, I was left alone among the stars where this beautiful planet once resided.  All because I let lose all my anger and hate toward this horrible being who had killed thousands.

Now I am the being who killed billions.

All the colors I have seen seem like black and white.
This place had colors and showed what emotions look like.
There were no names of anything.
Just divinity, serenity, and beautiful light springs.

Switching colors now.  

The blaze is a feeling of warmth and coolness at the same time.
Your body will experience absolute all-in pleasure.
As you past forth the boundaries your brain has created.
You will activate the Interdimensional triggers in your extremities.
Moving into the other side and beyond.

Switching colors now.

It was in the fall.
Thats when I see them leave.
On a moonless night.
The stars leave from the sky.
Leaving behind a stellar phantasm of sky jellyfish in their place.

I took the walk.
Jumped the gate.  
The trail was there for me to follow.

I walked along it.
Toward the evergreen tree.  
With the sun west of me casting an eastern shadow.

The grass swayed in the wind.
The leaves rustled their descending song.
As the autumn ground collected them below.

I arrive to the evergreen tree.
Standing absolute among the leafless forest.
The lasting green of outglow.  

I'm Home. . . . . . .

The psithurism of the forest sang a song to a memory that did not belong to me.

It lit up a part of my mind and created a sort of nostalgia for a time I never knew.

Sciamachy took place after the remembrance of something I did not remember.

The brontide of an oncoming storm added the bass in thunder to the song of the forest.

These memories not my own were ineffable beyond meaning.

I wonder if these memories were once mine from another time.

The house beyond the fog.
In this strange ambience.
I'm glad I snuck into this dream.
Even for just one hour.

I can't tell if its evening or early hour.
Perhaps a fall early evening or just a cool spring morning.
Crisp was the air as if lonely ghost had their arms around me.
Guiding me toward the house beyond the fog.

The grey wood porch had sleeping shadows.
Dormant umbra dreams of light that cast them.
In the candlelight they loved to dance.
Sleeping sentinels welcome me in.  

I open the green door in.
The sun now riding high revealed it to be morning behind me.
My grandmother who had been dead for 32 years made me breakfast.  
Was this her home in heaven?

I've been marooned here for the past 4000 years.
I've heard the wars and the endless building above.
The shadow canals of the stars are now broken.
I can only fly about at night here.

The sun is my destructor.
Light of decay and chaos.
They're no shadow canals here to protect me.
I must heed the night and listen for the bird's morning calls.

As the birds sing.
I must get to safety.
Bathe myself in shadow.
Away from the sun.

I have studied far and wide.
The knowledge here depicts me as an angel.
I will use this knowledge to feed.
And they will let me without consequence.

Finally, a peace for just one hour.
I turn off my cosmic music for space travelling.
Docking bay 7 is open.
Too much time alone with an earshot of my own voice rambling.

I pass by the earth mirror on the portal fix.
Looks like its autumn back at home.
The voices of welcomed stranger's converse.
As I roam this cosmic stepping-stone.

I walk by the Trance Mezzanine
A Scarlett haired beauty is strumming the Cloud Harp.
The music and her eyes pierce my existence.
Through tones and visuals, I feel a Transcendence.

The Sky pager sounds off.
Docking ship Night-drive is ready for ether space.
Has it been an hour already?
Back to my travels at light speed pace.

Goodbye to the lights.  
The sky lights.
False suns and moons.
False stars and light blooms.

Different versions of the truth.
And even more distorted untruths.
Clocks with numbers that don't make sense.
Surrounded by walls of forest too vast and dense.

Goodbye to the sky.
The broken cracked sky.
False blues and blacks.
From open eyelids seeing through the cracks.

The morning has arrived.
Awaken and alive.
We were just part of the dead dreams.
Our universe was just scrambled thoughts and themes.