every one hundread years the great lens passes..
tonite at SR:1 we will get to see the zeal planet..
isn't it beautiful.. look how blue it is..
we know that it has only one moon..
like us it is at a perfect distance from its sun that it may be able to sustain life..
we can only see it for one day during first cycle sunrise..
the great lens passes on through the stars..
we do not know what the great lens is..
but when alligned with our power scobes we are able to see the blue planet so very far away..
the planet zeal..
i would love to visit..

zeal (Earth)

Shadows evade my eyes in your light..
The winds blow your hair under the bright moon....
I sometimes see you there..
Absent of all shadows..
As pure as pure can be..
No sort of dimness to you at all..
Why do you come to me..?
Why do you love me..?
You are my assurance that everything will be fine..
All worry leaves my soul..
Today I will hold your hand..

The fall songs hum through the forest and soon will become the seasons chorus....

The stars are leaving again..
Pulsars stop spinning..
Forgotten light seen again..

They were already gone..
Pulsars start spinning..
Remembered light was never gone..

Dream nebulas mix together..
Mind paint brush of the cosmos..
Colors of my soul shine together..

Portrait of distant thoughts..
Mind paint brush strokes..
Are the memories of light and your beautiful thoughts..

I'll see you again...
You were never gone..
Because you are still in my thoughts..

i sometimes write about who u are..
i create your beauty..
i color your eyes..
i add music to your soul..
i make you cry..

i sometimes write about how u make me feel..
i feel in love..
i feel ashamed..
i feel the need to need you..
i feel the need to let you go..

i sometimes write about how we can start all over..
i start with hello my name is...
i start with a smile..
i start with a dream..
i start to write about u again..

Out blossoms the fractal of endless colors..
Inmost to the outmost reach of the oblivion and creation thoughts..
The convolution gyre where your thought first formed..
A helix of fragments that turn into a memory..
A memory where I remember you from a dream..

Past the twin suns was a place known as the Angels twilight.  I ride on my Lightcycle to a strong disturbance that emits from this beautiful place.  A planet that was once so full of light has been engulfed in vile dead shadow.  Creatures known as Behemoths have taken over the planet.  They have covered the sky in black shadow creating eternal nights.  Many armies try to no avail to stop these giant wicked creatures.  Many are dying and soon there will be no one left.  I then begin to play the harp of the star serpent.  It is made of sapphire light with golden light strings.  The song I play opens up a small hole in the shadow filled sky letting in the twin sun light for just a moment.  

The next song I play is the melody of Secalos.  The song could be heard across the entire dark planet.  The fighting stops and all of the Behemoths rush toward me.   There were hundreds of them.  They towered toward the dark sky.  And then from above thunder drummed alongside my song.   The Blue star dragon broke through the darkness!  His lightning blue body shined like a sun in the sky!  He then took in a tornado of a breath an released a white pillar of light into the sky above.  All of the darkness seem to shatter all at once letting dawn appear.   The morning brought upon smiles and tears to all the people who had been living in darkness for so long.  

The Behemonths were dying in the light.  Secalos then released a second blast made of blue light into the darkness that was left.  Screams of darkness faded as it turned back into light.  Secalos and I headed back toward the stars in different directions.   Hoping that this race will find peace in the lighting of their darkest time.

this never ceases to amaze me..
although i have seen countless souls do such a thing it still dazzles me to no end..

the part of the soul you see light up and glow is because this person was just missed by someone..
our technology has not come close to such sense and aknowledgement.. i dare call it magic! but don't quote me on that..

and now here is the someone that misses the other.. notice the soul glowing in the same region as the other.. same color, same radiance, these 2 people are truly soul mates.. fascinating!!!

how i have always yearned to have a soul.. it is all that is left for us to study in this universe.. we have been doing it for a thousand years and have not discovered a way to make a soul.. all we can simply do as of now is observe in awe... this will conclude todays class..

You know why its so hard to let go of your demons.  Because they held your hand when no one else would.

Bottle with color keys..
Shallow ocean breeze..
Songs of tomorrow..
Lyrics of the past..
Sad shade and shadows..
At the center of light..
And the edge of darkness.
Swirls the twilight..
The colors said hello..
From a dark shadow child..
Only way to speak..
To a being of the light matter.
And so the world opens..
Inside and out.
In all directions I go..
At the end where I begin..
An expanse of colors..
Awaits my eyes..
White light flower pedals..
Spin around me in the night..
They know I am here...

S A N D    S U N

Pale light, cold and dreamless, she becomes my umbra...
Her beautiful obscurity tells me she is real..
Pedals of gloom bloom among this dark flower..
They shelter me from such pale light..
The darkest of colors fill in her body..
Her shade keeps me warm..
As the pale light grows brighter she becomes a penumbra to this false sun above..
She sees in my eyes that I welcome her eternal dusk..

Today we will learn
I am sure you all have heard the term S-ENERGY, SOULCHARGE, S-WAVES, SOUL-POWER, and LIFESPARK..

We can run across the stars because of such energy.. The soul is more powerful then anything we can ever fuse or generate..

But a soul must be given not taken.. This planet is known as Earth.. It has over 6 billion souls.. For 1000 yeras we have studied the relegion of this planet and have found some loop holes on how such earthlings will give their soul..

There are enough souls here to sustain us for the next 5,000,000 yeras.. in 12 dayres we will create a false rapture.. the humans will think it to be a sort of gateway to their heaven, to their salvation..

Understand the humans will be apart of our amazing race, a race that will rebuild across the universe everything that was taken from us.. They will power our star vessels and sustain our way of living

Our vessel, The Grandjas, 70 mileres long 50 mileres wide is powered by only one human child soul..

I have been on a search.. A search for a saint.. But have found none.. I have been on the road for to long.. To find a saint is to find something that cannot be found.. All lights have been dimmed by sin.. None shine bright.. But what I found is that although dim they still shine.. Some are brighter than others.. Some are close to even shining as bright as a saint.. There is light left in this world after all.. Its not a perfect shine.. But they do still shine.. Even if they are dim by sin.. There is always a chance to shine brighter..

()" The world was much like ours!  A perfect distance from the sun.  A goldilocks based planet that we found one the other side of our galaxy.  It was then we met them on the surface.   Green forest and the bluest of oceans.  We called this place Eden.. " The only difference was this planet was the size of our sun.  "()


<>" Early at sunrise he came.    Like a slow falling star.  He came out of a door of light and embraced us so.  We did not know how to greet God.<>

()  " Could it be possible! Could it be real!? This may be heaven.  Is this where we ascend? It must be if humans are here!()

<> "  He looks a lot like us? We are molded from him. He comes from the heavens above the stars. <>

() " I am among angels. ()
<>" We are among God.<>

I follow them from place to place. I watch them build and build.
And when they are done I watch them do their final sweep..
They bring life to the dead dirt filled worlds. Where sand wispers and tries to remember what the water once felt like.

Most times they leave pyramids behind upon their wakes of life they seed into the dead dirt.. from there the pods grow without water as they are the water themselves.. they thrive on the dead forgotten sand..

It takes close to 5 million years for the pods to reach their ocean sizes.. once matured they open up and become the sea.. the remains of such pods are at the bottoms of these vast oceans..

the orange skies slowly shade themselves blue.. the process is quite beautiful.. the waters create storms and start to clense the dead dirt away into the seas.. from there rises the pillars of atmoshere into the orange skies above slowly filling in with dream blue blankets of life..

its at this point the final sweep is done by 2 life lancers.. they fly the new life planet and leave to the stars..

life starts anew..

Campfire under the storm clouds..
I lay on my back and see the smoke and lightning..
Sun dried creek welcomes the storm..
But its all flash and no rainfall..
Blue blazing sky..
I walk alongside this thirsty creek..
This world gone mad..
I walk aimlessly alone..
I awoke this morning to an old song playing in my dream..
The lighting above was the electric strings..
With every arc there was a musical note..
And the thunder sang the lyrics to me through the smoke..
I hear voices not to far away..
They turn into screams..
And then into begging..
Someone has died..
For someone to live..
Which is why I travel alone..
Always leaving..
Never arriving..

The blade of light attacked my closing eye lid and revealed the morning sun to my open eye.  I awoke with the first thought of going outside with my brother to play with the new toys we got for Christmas.  We did just that, as our backyard became a world itself as we flew our hypersonic jet and war helicopter over the forest carpet grass.  There was no worry that could destroy this moment. Just two brothers playing in the winter Texas sun.  That backyard was full of stories like that.  I often look back to them and find my worries dissolve away.  Strange how beautiful moments such as those could cut through the storm of worries as the sunlight cut through an open spot in my curtain to wake me to a new day of play and joy.  It's as if those core memories had been kept to remind me that happiness is always there.

the false rapture...
all you have to do is hold my hand..

all you have to do is hear my voice..

all you have to do is close your eyes..

all you have do is speck my name..

in the end i will shade the light..

in the end i will pull you back from this false rapture..

in the end i will begin..

sad shades and shadows set sail in this subconscious sea..

where the mirror pacific reflects this beautiful false light..

where i begin to shade us all..

Inside the broken building under the tall trees.
There was a hall.
Perfect and clean.
With lights that shine green.

Curiosity wispered to my soul.
Please keep on walking.
Lets find out whats below.

There was another hall.
Almost exactly the same.
Perfect and clean.
With lights that shined green.

The door way out of inside.
Went right back outside.
The trees I remembered here.
Had already died.

I walked across time.
In a moment in an instant.
Across the universe.
Where I only existed.
I N S I D E

It was a one star early evening..  
I was walking thinking of you..
Alone in the twilight you were..
Wrapped in darkness and dying light..
I wondered if you thought of me..
I wondered if you could see the night cathing up to my soul..
And once it did I lost you in the now black star filled sky..
You were there somewhere..
You watched me looking for you..
Until  early tomorrow evening..
When you are the only one high in the sky..
Wrapped in darkness and dying light..
We see eachother...
Before the night mixes you away..

For a moment for a second I saw a shadow face in the sky..
Its eyes were made of pale light and false shine..
They were watching us..
One of us one of the same..
They created it all..
They ran everything..
Deep underneath..
And high above..
Their eyes could see us all in single moments of our own..
Each of them would have an equal to us all..
I was once part of them..
But then I fell asleep..
I have now awoken in the hills of forgotten eyes..
A place where their shadow shine eyes could not see..
They are called "The Hyperion."
They map out all of our lives..
Earth is just a chess board..
For all of us to die..
A chess board where we are all of the pawns..
While they are the kings and the queens..
But one pawn has made it to the otherside..
Unseen by them..
I will take them from the inside..
Just me as one..
Just me as everyone..

why here, why the ocean..?
" your going to need as much room as possible..
wow really!?
" close your eyes.  remember feel the shine within, like light going through your veins.
"stand where the water kisses your feet, where the sand hugs your toes, where the wind flows through your soul, where the sun shines and reflects your emotion, all elements become you, as you become all elements.. with your eyes closed could you still see what you felt.?
yes!!!! i see it!! i feel it! its a comfort like no other! i fall into this peace.. this dream intertwined with reality!  
" Now open your eyes.....
oh my God!
" Do you see it..
YES!
" I see the light in your veins, I see you resonate with the life of the air, DO IT!!
I take flight with the life of the air,  as fast as i want across the oceans, i feel the life the air gives, i feel the life the water gives, i feel the life the sun gives, and i feel the life the earth gives..
I see it true, the flow of life the earth emits, how we can tap into it, become a part of it, a higher plain has always been here..

Now its time to run.. Seems that most of my balance does not come from my open feet but rather more from my tail.. In fact my tail is what slings me from left to right.. Walking is very natural to me.. Almost like a song you have to just keep up with the beat..

I did not forget that my dragon legs are very very strong.. I can only imagine how fast I can run.. Ok here goes! I pull myself forward with my front legs first! Boom! Im in the air already but I quickly open my feet and land back on them.. My tail becomes a straight line as it points back as I blur through the air. Like the song of walk there is also a song of run.. A different kind of fast paced beat is what I need to run too.. I am reminded of a lizard back at home as I am now running much like it.. It amazing! The speed! I run by this black water river and decide to jump to the otherside.. BOOM! I MADE IT!

I continue to run alongside this river and try something new.. I swing my tail over and jump and quickly change direction! The agility this dragon body has is astounding! I do it again and then again and leap back over the river! I then zig zag jump aross this river and take off at a speed I have never felt.. I see myself in the water again.. My scales are a dark gray color..

This beautiful color is now gone from me..
I found myself with a little bit of tears under my glasses..
They had a type of lens where you could not see my eyes..
They did an amazing job of hiding my tears..
So now the rain is coming back..
And so is the cold..
Going through memories..
Happy ones are all I have..
And now they all make me sad..
I wish there was more time..
The clouds will soon gather and turn to rain..
Just like they did in my eyes..
Creating a perfect mirror of sadness..
With a reflection of me wishing I could have said what I wanted to..
But I couldn't..
This color was beautiful..
This color shined even in darkness..
Regrets are pockets of emptiness inside of my chest..
They clash with all that is right about me..
I wonder if I was a color to you..
Or simply a gray one..
May you color someone else's soul the way I wanted you to color mine..

Weather it was the smoke or simply my dying mind I saw her before me smiling divine..
Angels are real or maybe it can be explained, but she stood there haunting me from beyond this plain.. Judgment had already taking place.. I knew it in my heart.. I was going to see her again I was going beyond while holding her ghostly hand.. She smiled sunshine in my darkest hour, her eyes made our constellation, I view it in my stargaze as I leave my sins behind without hesitation.. Beyond is what I call it some know it as heaven.. The sun here is white a radiant light filled reverend.. The storms came in so quick I lost sight of her, I screamed for her name I was being pulled away.. The bolts of lightning struck me down.. I awoke in a hospital torn away from my beyond.. The doctors got my heart going again.. I smiled for the moment.. I knew it was just a matter of time.. Before I will get to see her smile divine..

Inside when closed.. no one knows.. alexanders box.. has 9 rocks.. but alexander knows a trick.. he can burn a flame without a wick.. alexander closes his box.. burn bright shine on my 9 rocks.. cell sun burn within my box.. have a view of the planets that were once my rocks.

I ride around my small little town..
I see myself riding my bike down those streets and sidewalks..
Memories run back to me on this little drive of mine..
Seems so very long ago..
Playing football at the park..
Racing down those hills..

I drive around my small little town..
Things have changed..
Even the days themselves..
Sometimes the nights look like they did when I was young..
I get a glimspe of magic from a star..
Summer loves fade..

I ride around my small little town..
My memories sing to me ..
To remember is a gift..
A gift you can always give yourself..
And you will never be disappointed..
So go take a ride..

Through clusters of thoughts of you..
Star memories roll on shadow plains true..
Your light waves link to my very essence..
As I am connected in soul network to your presence..

Into the expanse of thoughts of you..
Endless moments of smiles and virtues..
Constellations inside of your eyes..
Moments of forever written in the sky..

You glance to me in streak of light..
Passing by my stars in this dream lit night..
My eyes absorb every bit of your shine..
Under this heavens vault dream sky of mine..

How I stand corrected with myself..
My hands run through the clouds bringing down the rain..
The rain washes away all the colors again..

(It was that easy to forget me wasn't it..)

This truth set me free..
A truth I told myself was true a long time ago..
Only I wanted it to be a beautiful lie..

(It was that easy to forget me wasn't it..)

I crush this little dream crystal of hope..
All the dreams wash away from the rain from my face..
They run off with some memories that will soon be forgotten..

(It was that easy to forget me wasn't it..)

Please don't be in the stars tonight..
Let them bring me wonder and awe..
Because I know I am not in your stars..

(Because it was so easy to forget about me..)

at one point i saw your ghost..
it was your soul..
it made me cry for but a moment..
my light brown eyes formed tear mirrors..
and i prayed that you saw your reflection in them..
even if it was just for a moment..
i still love you...

I capture this memory with my mind..
The way the sun lit up your eyes..
The wind made your hair flutter ever so..
My dream came true..

How were you able to steal away a piece of my soul...
Without trying to steal it..
Or were you?
I write your name in the star dust..
I see it luster in the shadow canvas...
This is where I first met you..
This is where I saw candles illuminate your face..
Your smile in the sun was beautiful...
But your smile in the candle light was bewitching...
I would do anything for that smile..
I know you are there..
On the otherside of twilight..
Mixing in with shadows and whimsical shimmers...
Holding a piece of my soul you stole from me...
While you smiled like a dark angel in the candle light...

In the summer your palms and the bottoms of your feet feel a surge of coolness, while in the winter it is a surge of warmness.   I look to the sky above me before I take off.   The feeling never gets old.  The world from above is so very peaceful.  I then fly over the river.  It is a beautiful peace to follow the winding river.   But that peace is overtaken once I hit the ocean.  Endless infinite majestic blues make love to both my eyes.  I always like to fly right above the waters..   There is no limit to my speed.. I fly as fast as I want.  My next flight will soon be to the stars.

Faint signal recived..))). among the stars you just dont run into someone. i take a deep breath before breaking off course and checking out the faint signal my vessels ears are hearing.. what I find is a long line among the stars. It is made of some kind of metal.. there seems to be no one on board this strange vessel. Then a light streaks across this metal line and a dock door opens.. I navigate into the strange vessel and find something astounding. . What I find are the last remains of life to a planet body that has been long destroyed. It seems this vessel is an ark for what remained of a civilization thought to be extinct. They were all in a sleep stasis. . The ark had used nearly all its energy and sent out its final string of signals.. although faint I was able to hook one.. so begins life again..

Again, with those lights in the sky.

Ghost like jellyfish that float on by.

They fly so high they become the stars.

I see ships pass by shaped like cigars.

What begins to make sense makes no sense at all.

The starlight resonance is simply just a cosmic call.

All this from nostalgia and thinking ahead.  

Listening to music while I lay in bed.

At last the sky.   Was this the end?  Did we make it.  There was a glowing haze among the air and sky.  It was if as the colors of my dreams slowly rained down on reality.    There were butterflies made of fire fluttering by.  All we could do is walk forward.  Through the haze we walked on through.  The more steps we took the brighter the haze got.  There was now no ground beneath us. Every step we took left behind ripples of blue light.  The stars were now around us.  Feathers made of sunlight were fallen around us.  And then we heard a strange song.  There were Angels every where!  All of them holding strange instruments.  They created a sound like no other.   We were lost in this song of the angels.  But these were no angels!  They were previous heroes lost in the maze!  Lost in this wicked haze!  Turns out we are halfway through the maze! We most go on!

Storm rider rides under clear skies..
Stars smile at the sight of him..
Storm rider looks for the next storm..
Stars fade because he doesnt gaze at them..

From the shadow lands I return..
Toward glow and glimmer..
Into radiance and shine..

(I can see your light)

You await me there..
Your brown hair flowing in the winds..
It takes in the sun creating music to my eyes..

(I can see your shine)

The darkness falls off my shoulders..
It flows and drips from my hands..
As I walk back into the light toward you..

(I can feel your hope)

The last of blight leaves me..
The sun blooms on my skin..
You touch my face with both hands..

(I can feel your love)

My eyes have color again..
The ambers and the auburns return to each other..
To see eachother again..

(I can see your soul)

You recite a prayer to me..
An invocation to my belief..
And our eternal communion..

(I can hear you sing)

Let me start the mood..

:The last shadows:
What I see are the last shadows of a world made of twilight..
They loved eachother in the darkness..
They made a family in the forever dusk of their shadow day..
Then the light came..  
It came and all the darkness could do was be pushed away..
If light was there darkness could never return..
And it was about to shine away the last of it..

Let me change the mood...

:Following the lines in my hands..:

My dreams of you..
Put a smile to my face before I truly awake..
Its the moment I am happy..
Its the moment I am back with you..
I remember then where I am at..
On what I was doing..
On the otherside of the galaxy..
Following the lines in my hands..
That reveal Heavens coordinates..

Final mood. . . . .

The peace of wind farms. . .

Driving down the road early one evening..
I think of random things to think about..
I do not know why!?
But when I am at my most relaxed state of mind I always see wind farms..
But not just any wind farm..
Wind farms high on a mountain in a desert in Texas..
Its as if I am suppose to find peace there..
I see the wind mills like I see the evening I am currently driving in.
It brings a beautiful peace to my soul..
Just to think about them..
Again I do not know why!
Perhaps its the wind..
Or maybe the windmills themselves..
How they spin to the will of the winds..

Starts off with a beat..
Sad slow and sweet..
True tones of blue..
Sad songs sing true..
Em chord strum pattern slow..
Into C and Am flow..
The sound reminds me of you..
And all that we been through..
I can see us in the rain..
With smiles and no pain..
Sun light breaks through..
And streaks the strom blue sky with a rainbow..
The air is brisk and smells storm sweet..
The puddles of raindrops cool your bare feet..
We walk to the dry creek that now has a steady stream..
We put or hands in the water and I awake from this dream..

" The good deeds we do can help us on our path.  They fill the soul with hope and joy,  at times I look to that power.  But today I dive into a small part of my darkness. "

Sometimes you gotta go in a different direction.  All which lead to the same place.  Of course this little back road will lead through an area without street lights.  The only light I see out here is the silver pale moon light.  This is where I summon GlOW skull.  He is a small dark part of me.  Dark enough to dim the light I need to fight.  You see certain individuals are standing to close to the light.  Wanting it all for themselves.  In this case they are standing so close to the light that they do not realise how big the shadow they cast is behind them.  So I need a little bit of darkness and shade to dim these big lights.  Just for balance, no more, no less.

Do not be afraid..  From the moment I saw you was the moment I truly knew beauty at its whole..  I have been moving through the stars for thousands of years.. That is your sun we are passing on by..  Such a young star..  It is truly no match for your beauty..  We are going to take a few light bounds.. I will bring you back home soon..  This is my sun.. Notice that half of it is dead..  But it does its best to keep shining..  The 12 moons are what sustain life on our planet..  4 of the moons also sustain life..  We start life on the smallest one.. It is called Lorasec.. There we learn to live and die..  The second move is known as Cesarol..  As we die our spirit transcends into a realm that only exist there.. Its what you call heaven..  The dark 3rd moon is known as Shadatos.. Its what you call hell..  There are many still trap there that do not know how to get out..  And the 4th moon is known as Divintis..  This moon is a mystery to us all..  No vessel can enter..  It is very beautiful, but again does not match your beauty..  This moon is a splitting image of your planet..  Today we ask if you would enter for us?

I never tire of looking at you in the sun.
Your hair is the color of fire as it ignites in the sunlight.
Its then I feel your warmth on this clear cold sunny day.
To tell you the truth I forgot it was cold for the moment.
You then smile at me and time seems to stand still and run rampant all at once.  
I have been a lonely Winter for so long.
And I welcome her..
She calls herself Spring.
And she slowly melts my heart away.

It seem wicked and unnatural..
Something from another realm..
Yet the music it played was coming from me..
So I knew I was somewhat of the source..

I could feel it wanting my thoughts..
I could feel it becoming happy..
Darkness was smiling..
Darkness was alive also..

With any light I cast this shadow..
It plays for me music of darkness..
Notes and melodies of the shade..
I yearned to play the music inside of me for so long it awoke this musical blackness..

I became friends with it..
I gave it more and more everyday..
And at the right angle I could cast more and more shadows adding more instruments of umbra to my songs..

The best songs come from the shadows cast from candlelight..
The natural flame creates the darkess of shadows..
One is standing in front of me now playing the violin..
And another behind me playing the guitar..
While I sing the lyrics to this music of darkness..

(There)
Down the chasm of light..
(Is)
A place beyond the expanse of dreams..
(Always)
Within reach..
(A)
Thought can be your vessel through such an expanse...
(Different)
Will be this world of your creation..
(Way)
Inside the hive of a brain cell..
(To)
An oblivion and harmony that is the beginning of a thought..
(Shine)
Forth unknown emotions...

What I see is before me is what music looks like..
To hear such beauty will paint pictures in my mind as I transfer the images for you to read and to imagine..
In the dream I finally see what music looks like..
There is a part of the mind that is dormant in all whom can hear..
This beauty is deciphered by the eyes..
As if you could hear what the colors and sound have to say..

I'll tell you my dreams....
That of which will tell you where we are..
It was all a lie..
For millions of years we lived with a lie..
But the beginning was truly an ongoing situation..
It was mainly due to the fact that we were all dying..
Our race was dying..
It wasn't till we found the perfect place among the stars..
Our people constructed magnificent vessels that could traverse the stars..
The plan was simple..
Start all over....
With no memory of who we were..
There was a chance that we could possibly become extinct due to the fact that we may not be able to survive on the new planet..
But we found a way..
And we also found a way back to technology..
We found ways to get probes and satellites off the planet..
And then we finally made the leap off ourselves to this planets moon..
Now we want to venture toward Mars..
And when we finally get people on Mars they will discover the truth..
On what we did to our old Planet..
And the revenge it wants to take upon us...

The little white orb moved from room to room.. showing me the sadness and happines of ghost..
  But for small moments like this mean the biggest of answers..
To such questions I only asked when I was on the otherside..
I found truth where it later had to be cut out from existence that truly did not exist..
Or did it?
What I found where answers inside the fire..
Even more so when there was nothing left to burn..
I pulled branches off of dead trees and continued my midnight fire..
Just for a little longer..
The words came to me there..
The white orb is real..
It has always been there..
  In some form or the other..
And I smile because I know of the existence outside of this realm..
  I wish there is some way for me to show all of you..
But you will all see what I see soon enough..
Or later.. (SMILES)

Footsteps:

I hear my own footsteps in the snow as I walk forever alone toward nowhere. In search of anyone, my footsteps speak to me and remind me that I am truly alone.  I yearn to see a fox run by.  I yearn for the singing of birds.  Even a wasp sting to possibly wake me up from this nightmare.  I have forgotten music. The tones even evade my dreams.  I do the same in my dreams. Walk and walk forever.  Only the sound of footsteps while I'm awake and asleep.

Toward the school:  

I come upon an old school. The empty playgrounds convey a sadness of missing the children that once played on it. I come to a realization that the playground is not sad. Its only what I sense and feel.  Had I never found this playground I would have never felt such sadness.  And this playground perhaps would have simply never existed.  But I found it and now the sadness has created its own atmosphere. I sit on the swing and feel a spark of joy that seems to come from the playground itself.  The spark never ignites a flame as the short-found joy is drowned in sorrow by my emotions that created the joy for the playground itself.  I stop swinging and center myself in this endless loneliness.  I enter the school through double doors as one is left open.  Again, I have a sense that the building itself is inviting me in.  Another emotion given to a lifeless structure of bricks and concreate.  

The halls at night:

I wonder through the halls of this emotionless school and aimlessly walk toward a destination the hallways would simply take me.  I get a feeling the hallways are guiding me toward a salvation of sort. As if the inner workings of the school itself are alive and I am trying to find a heart to beat.  Maybe I am the heart, and I am trying to get the flow back.  But perhaps I'm just lost in thought again and I am making this up as I go.  The moon starts to breathe in its light into the hallways through the windows as it uncovers itself from the blanket of clouds.  The luminescent breath of the moon creates a beautiful eeriness that only ghost could paint.  I venture forth and up the stairs through a darkness that is afraid of the moonlight. I stand in the darkness for a moment to try and comfort it.  But why?  This darkness nest in a corner just out of reach of the moonlit rapture that has taken all the other darkness it shines upon.  Knowing this darkness was safe I traverse the dark stairway into another hallway above.  

The colors of the cloud:

The final hallway the stairway of darkness lifted me to seemed longer than the others. The moon light kissed the dust specks in the air turning them into moving floating stars in an expanse of tranquilly that called forth the memory of music.  I began to breathe heavily as the tones from silence rang my ears with notes and chords brought on by visual stimulation that I thought was impossible. How could a visual create sound?  As the dust in the moonlight danced the dance of shadow and light, I heard a constant tone and vibration of ambient heaven like belief.  As I walked through the floating vault of heaven I came to a L in the hallway. This hallway was untouched by the moon spells and floating stardust. In this hallway every window emitted a different color all its own.  As if lightning of every color flashed its arc cutting through the sky and bleeding into the windows.  I walked through the hallway and could not seem to find a source of the aura of colors this hallway had become.  At the end of the hallway was a grand window that seem to have all the colors cycling through all at once.  As I reached this window, I saw a cloud in the sky made up of all colors I have ever seen. It had a chaotic oscillation of lightning bolts that lit up the sky without the mercy toward any type of darkness whatsoever. The beauty of this cloud reinvigorated my soul.  I was breathing in the light.  With every breath thunder roared across eternity.  All colors started to return.  And I could hear the music. In all directions I went.  Over the land and over the oceans.  Through deserts and mountains.  Life has awakened once again.  I am the sky, and I am the land. I feel the life upon me as the life believes in me.