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August 14, 2015
The end approaches, arrival imminent, with the inexorable fear becoming the palms upon which the undefined yet palpable blackness strides; like the shrewd hunter, in a silent way, covers tender ground without a sound, lest the chosen be warned before their time that is still the appointed time governed by its necessities fondling the transformational space, moving as one, elements of the ritual, they knew their function, word for wordless word; for in the vitals the secret unfurls like a blossom, opening by the light of the moon but once an age that the ageless mind may be born anew.