If there's no room left for me,
I'll move forwards anyways,
Because my step
Is earth itself.
PerhapsI've yet to imagine how the sage lives...Perhaps by ~Gwenvar
Always busy yet always available for help.
Dream books: chapter 1: The assasin"That won’t be enough."Dream books: chapter 1: The assasin by ~Gwenvar
"It already was."
"But it doesn’t hurt at all…"
"Because you have nothing to feel it with…"
"I can still see you."
"Yes, when you die, you still have the awareness."
"It’s like… I’m still inside my body."
"It will change soon."
"Yea, I see it now."
"Goodbye! Mission accomplished."
I hate to sleepI hate to sleep. Those untold legends of darkness, who's shadow is greater than any earthly possesses. Those metaphoric forms of death, those impure resurrections of your (so believed to be forgotten) ground-shaking traumas, or pillars of menace in past or future.I hate to sleep by ~Gwenvar
But these are not bad. These are milestones.
The real deal here is: Whenever I decide to set my eyes shut, I order my world of aware to go stop. I jump, shake my body, back to reality: "Where's my world, where's me?" I ask ‒
Before my conscious world will fade to black.
But what all this mess for? Why do I do this, when all Untouchable's treasure, land of wonder is there?
Because it's a metaphor: it reminds me of how I did, or would close my eyes in reality.