
The day is always darkest before dawn. The hallway lights are flickering a warning message, a staccato, a light house, a Morse code to the Initiates.
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The days all run together now, but there’s a quickening – an undercurrent beneath the time that stands still. The work is in being vigilant, an eye within the storm.
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I’ve readied my bows and arrows and left them by the door. Like a solitary disciple, I’ll cast my nets and pray the lines will hold. The more we try to explain ourselves, the less we really say. So, meet me tonight at the temple of light, where a queen sits upon her throne.
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She holds the splitting world in her hands and offers you a key. She says we are the light keepers of tomorrow, the bringers of the day.
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There is beauty in all this message. Thank you.
“The more we try to explain ourselves, the less we really say..” No explanations are needed. Actually they are impossible.
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