posted on Oct, 30 2016 @ 11:16 AM
This feeling has been growing inside of me for months now, I couldn't quite place it. I'm standing in a green pasture, I hear the wind gently
blowing through the trees, over the grass. The sun is warming my face, the dew is fading as the sun quietly makes it's way through another day.
Something is different, something ominous, a feeling like this that has no place for what surrounds me. I hear a song playing in the distance as a
car makes its' way along a gravel road, the words are a warning the Ancient One is coming. Realization hits me like thunder, my blood runs cold, the
Great Evil has awakened and is quickly arriving. I fight off the feeling of despair, it is meant to be, I take stock of my surroundings, taking
deeper appreciation to the life bustling around me.
An eagle flies overhead, crows nipping at its' wings, they still live in the moment what tomorrow brings is not on their minds. A fox is jumping in
the distance, trying to catch grasshoppers on the other side of the field. The squirrels are chattering their concern, they are no longer as playful
with predators around, but in time those worries will be over.
I close my eyes, listening to my gentle breathing, every breath a prayer acknowledging my creator. The air rushes in filling my lungs... 'Yahh'....
an ocean of calm envelopes me... I release my captive oxygen.... 'Wehh'... whatever troubles that comes, it is not without purpose, it is not
The hammer will come, to mold us into something stronger. I wish this beautiful moment, this serene calm I feel, would last forever, but it has no
meaning without the contrast of the pain and suffering to come. My thoughts wander, I see a vision of the past, a world unmolested by evil, a world
that was not prepared for it. What is to come, will come, I will be ready, to create a better world after the storm has gone.
The wind shifts, a storm is coming.