of love, hate, success and failure.

Into a nether world of illusion fades that reality. My memories of family and friends have come and gone, while still not touching my inner soul. The attractiveness of companionship has slipped from my heart, yet its reminiscence is faintly divine. I remember so little of love, hate, success and failure.

The Obscuration causes feelings of weakness and scarcity. I don't remember how it happened, how life became displaced by indecision and hesitation. My memories are vague, thoughts come and go without focus. A painful wreath of foolishness is wrapped within me.

Intuition helps fight the severe affects. Countless numbers are infected, some acutely diseased with no mental recall living only in gross physical drives.

The depression, despair, pessimism and failing mental skills are clear symptoms. I am coming out of the fog of confusion, the thick coma of affliction. I am regaining some of my strength.

I mistrust the physicians. The causes are behind the veil like a parasite. I am assured this through intuition. The parasites are stronger than they realize, more powerful than their vaccinations or imaginations can perceive.

I will not let myself become subservient to degenerate parasitical forces that decay the intuition and the vigor of life. The final telling symptom, perversion, severs and dismembers the heart. It leaves the soul dead within a body cold and cruel.

I reach out to the Sanctuary in hope I can get through this day. To bring my last ember of fire. I follow my soul and heart into a new dawn.

Under solid rock through a dark tunnel between the city park I walk into the light of the new section of Riusm. I see the Hyrayarch. I leave dismal thoughts and gray feelings behind. The city walkway leads onto the side walk near the Hyrayarch. An uplift of the energy from the sight of the Hyrayarch brings feelings of Sanctuary.

High above I see light reflecting off shimmer glass and polished stone. The building stands in grandeur. Formed in raised sections as a monument to the revered ancient hierarchy. The entrance displays a white granite massive arch.

Above the arch spread the message in gold.

ENLIGHTENMENT

One word brought a vision of a life time before this one.

I could see through other eyes.

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III ~ Hyrayarch

A vision broke through the reality on the steps of the Hyrayarch. Inside this vague memory dream became a remembrance of a scene of an ancient place. I am in a lesson, reading a manuscript. There is a ritual, it is very important. I fear this lesson.

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Continue the story The Hyrayarch ,

It has been days now since I have eaten nor enjoyed a drink and the lack of food and water had begun to make me hallucinate or hear the messages again.

From wall to wall in window’s view
A message lives but not listened to
From wall to wall you somehow knew

Knew what? I keep hearing this message and wondering what it means. It started to feel like someone else or something was guiding me. The child memories, the rhymes the mysterious messages are not coincidences. The question now is what to do about it?

Wait for us and you will know
There is another you will trust
Watch for us and you will believe

Believe what, I don’t understand where these messages are coming from. The thought continued to enter and without any way to stop them. The feeling that there was someone watching made me more and more paranoid. There is something or someone in my mind.

Rysa looked out towards the street level and saw vehicles moving quickly by with their passengers and products. In the harbor he could see ships from all over Alonia coming into the sea port of Bellatrix. Nithing seemed the same thorugh as there was an intelligence inside his mind.

Stop it, please, I don’t understand and want not to know. The paranoia increased as now Rys adid not know if it was the secret Ridazi, the secret police, the shadow agents, the Solian guards or the Almzians. The more he tried to silence his mind the more he felt a welling up inside of himself a power he could not hold under. The push and the power was too grewat to hold under his consciousness.

Then the colors, the feelings, the thoughts merged into a very strong motive force that pushed through to his consciousness.

Tell the world now you see
The messages and reality
Tell the world now you know
The way things are not known.