Something New...Moss hangs in the trees as the myst rises from the warm lakes and rivers flowing toward the horizen where the new day sun welcomes the singing birds into tomorrow. Everywhere you can see teaming life forms of every shape and size. slithering into a mythical dance - a dance of ultimate survival for breath and advancement in the great struggle. Far beneath the crust of the earth a fire-breathing dragon spews out volcanic smoke and ash spitting like an animal convulsing on its death bed.
Awash in salty foam, the sands of time slowly get carved by the ocean of life swirling in endless circles of the ebbing tide. A moment forgotten by the sea-crested waves smashing up against the rocky coast filled with the smallest pools of teaming specks of the building blocks used to create larger and larger streams of primordial life.
In death, so in life... All nature awaits the spark which signals the start of something so new and so special that mere words cannot convey the spirit by which all things converge in a single instant and are born into a world untouched by human hands - a world which stands as a testament for all things majickal.
As if on cue, a star sparkles from behind the errie myst which forms a cloud of silver grey, lined in the blackest velvety black the skys have ever seen. All of heaven glistens in the golden light, illuminating the moss covered trees which line the banks of the blue lake waters which have managed to escape the ocean's grasp, to weave a watery web, etching the limestone quarry in slithering lines; for eons to come.
Purple hued, snow-capped mountains rise high above the myst filled valley, which time forgot. A lone bald eagle glides effortlessly above it all on the winds which echo in peals of loudest thunder - like the voice of some angry god cursing all of creation. Like a midnight dream, the sun sparkles anew in crystal dewdrops falling gently from the rainbow tinged waterfall cascading down from high atop the jagged rocks - looking like a bride's white flowing train. Perfect.
The chaos of future wars and human pressed stress models are far, far away. All of life smiles as the quiet dew-touched petals of a red rose, sparkles anew. A new day, a new view of the way life can be.
Passionate
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Better to burn out than to fade away [link]
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Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe. ~Albert Einstein~
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Better to burn out than to fade away [link]
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Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe. ~Albert Einstein~
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Better to burn out than to fade away [link]
XOXO,
Luana
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Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe. ~Albert Einstein~
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