Thursday, November 26, 2009

Displacement

I awoke bound in a cart drawn by dark, foul creatures - monstrosities; knowing not where I was going and having not the means to alter my course. Using the Words of Release, I freed myself for movement and to command the dark spirits to withdraw or dissipate. In a manner heretofore unwitnessed, the Occupi swarmed up and onto me, clawing, tearing, biting. I was assailed by the darkness.
Fighting with demons is hard and I don't recommend it. They know your weaknesses and will not hesitate to strike you there and harm.
Recounting the previous hours - I realized that I had been under assault for some time subconsciously - flashes of evil rising in my mind. But, having in recent days of glory, risen to a new plane of love and goodness, recognized the upswells of malevolence for what they were, amusedly (and maybe naively) dismissed them. Like pushing the nose of a shark under the dark water with your foot.
Now, fighting with these familiar, foul, incessant foes - I know where I went wrong. I let my guard down. In us all is a pole of negativity - fed by fears and sorrow. It's offspring is Malignance, and its desire is our destruction.
I put down the dark foe in time - with time, sleep, and the forces of air and water and smoke. Am I harmed, you ask. I am. Wounded - but truly not of my own accord. Not this time. By repressing and shunning intercourse with the dark - I have made them jealous and desperate. And it appears maybe they have the power to twist fate - as do I. Now my guard is up - eyes ready. Sublime how they use love to damage - I dare say insidious.
Now I lick my wounds, heal my heart, and narrow my eyes - it seems I've crossed a line. The more I orient myself with positivity and the light - the more difficult it is to stave off the sorrow and fear. And I'm sorry, but equilibrium and normalacy are not to be mine. I seek the Tower.
An afternote: as a result of this battle with my inner demons - the Love in my heart has more than doubled in size - like dropping a stone into a pool - it sinks and is consumed; but the water overflows and reaches areas until here unknown and rich in beauty and satisfaction.

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