Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king....

Can you feel it in the air? There is a storm brewing. I feel it in my soul. My body aches for a release and this storm may bring it, or another catastrophe. But I am confident now in my ability to withstand the torrential downpour. I feel that there is much to come through all of this change. The hermit emerges, but warily. This metaphysical blitz of electricity in the air, may hold a truth for you or I, but I know you are far more optimistic about the journey. I am not pessimistic about where it will lead, merely wary of each step that must be taken in order to reach the destination. It’s a good thing that I like to play in the rain, I like the gloom, the grey, I revel in the pain. It isn’t the darkness that carries me there. It is the knowledge that I have acquired over the years. This chaos is order. This order is chaos. It has become one. We cherish each other, and I know why I cherish you, but why do you cherish me? I hope it is not because of some false pretense that you read into while viewing me with walls built up. I hope you see past them to the inner core, to the place where I rarely am able to go. It’s a quiet place, peaceful, filled with the dead. But they aren’t dead. They are still here, can you see them? I see them in my waking life, walking beside me, peeking around corners. Whispers, they keep me going on. It isn’t my time, I will not make that mistake. I will continue, feeling lost, but knowing that I may need to be lost before I can find. We all are lost, but most of us sit in one spot like we should, I made the choice one day, I don’t know when, but to wander and try to find my own way. It seems like a foolhardy thing to do, but I feel it was what I needed to do in order to find myself once again. There is a storm brewing, I can feel it in my soul. My body aches for a release, and I know it is on the horizon. You feel it too. I know you do, because I can feel you too. It may come in flashes, in dreams, in empathetic tidings, but I can feel it. My life was once ruled mostly by logic, heavy facts, but the intuition has proved, what I wanted to know, it is just as real as this fleeting memory of a tiger dancing upon my chest, along with the rest of humanity. Trials are to come, I know you don’t believe me, but it is ok. I will be ready, as long as I can keep myself from being sucked into the trap that has formed, aligned against me. We don’t want them to keep us from our destiny, our work is not completed, and I feel I may have just started. I know my words are confusing, maybe a little crazy sounding, but it will be ok. You will see, I will see, we are to see, together. One more time at least. It was ok that you dismissed it. I understand why, I just want you to know- that I do understand. You sometimes don’t want to give me credit for that, which is ok, there is a need- a want to want each other to not understand. To live in a self serving denial that may act as protection against the fairly certain knowledge that we have made mistakes in the past. Those mistakes led us away from the path. But we blaze a new one to reach the end. We will be reunited and I’m at ease with that. We can’t deny the implications, but we must live with it. I am sorry if I woke you the other night I didn’t mean to, but energy is what we use it to be. When you read this, don’t deny- you know the truth, and it is alright to accept it for just what it is... This vortex, this rift, the light, we open up our hands and feel the strands of heated elements- polarized.