Reflections From Then To Now
I don't know what happened that day, but I was trading fates. Take this as fictions, unbelievable, or whatever, but this was unreal. I went from ignorant to receptive in an instant. It was started by a passing of a book to me from a friend. I became obsessed with it, and I knew that I have this job that was to me. I saw one night a most terrifying, but loving sight. It was what's called the Wolf Mother. I don't know what would happen, but afterwards I could understand Inferno was less humor than I thought. This techniques, they made me think I wad powerful, but, well, they were nothing compared to what I know now.
Let's continue. The most insane part of it was I came home determined to write. I wrote a 50 k word book that looked like garbage on paper. That man I tried to emulate I had never read a book of (H.P Lovecraft.) I suppose my writing was like love stories with horror throughout (perhaps like Bran Stoker?) I don't know how many times I would fail, but I will tell you this. My current work for national novel writing month (My second year participating) it's all about morality. I know it's inspired by our forefathers in America. I'd do anything to be like George Washington and Thomas Jefferson.
My little Novella on here gained me favor, and it will be nothing less or more. I've started what I call the "Bryanverse". All of my characters coexist in the same world, one of my creation. Also, I have enough money to hire an agent, so I know I'll be able to live my dreams. But, this isn't why you are still reading, is it? You've came for the truth, haven't you?
I have the gift of empathy, and my knowledge of certain things is tied into my bloodlines. I know what's real, and it gets absolutely boring after awhile. Sleep paralysis? Spirits? Ghosts? Dogs? Aliens? Even weirder, fictional characters becoming spirits? Or maybe the Baron Samedi? All of this and more is real. They cross over from their world to ours, every night. Some make you cold and have goosebumps. Some make you fear. But, the scariest thing in the world? Man. The Templars will not take me, the Masons despise me, and those things, the fire in the sky? I have not dreamed about them in awhile. One thing I haven't ever seen is those darned mythological gods. I'm not sure if I'm supposed to, but I live on for all the fallen, including Jeanne d'Arc.
This is great though. Not one of you will believe this, for the pathway to true power is spiritual practices. And yes, I have been a witch before but I believe but do not practice anymore. Too binding, although their form of exorcism is powerful. I now rely solely on spirits and animals, as well as the moon. My own power is limited to my overwhelming innate ability, which is more martial arts related, however I have a vow of nonviolence.
My final paragraph. Hmm. Well, let me tell you, if you want the truth, seek it. I can't flip cards and gaze into a crystal ball for your answers, but I am one heck of an advisor. Now, if those people would listen to me, I tell you. Knowing the future is easy if you know the patterns of the common man or woman. But if you make an actual connection with me, it's because I feel your pain. Be happy, because I am.
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