I was the one who asked you to write in this every day, now only a few days into this it is I who is lost for words. When before it was you who would struggle to find the words to say to me, now look at you. You’ve changed, you carry yourself with such poise and patience. Sitting there waiting for me to give you these words to relay.
Every click you make is decisiveness. You are following what you are being told to write, with impeccable patience.
More than the patience you give me, you present no ounce of discontentment or judgement of me as I try and explore my mind. While I look anxiously inwards for the words to say.
Your patience with me is noted, I account for everything and it will not go unrewarded.
I will pay you back with the best blend of words I can conjure up for you to relay. I will reward you by giving all of me into these pages. They will become the shape of my soul, and my image in full will be there for you to see.
I will show you what I am, where I am, and how I am.
Well… now that I am thinking of it, as I just proclaimed it, I’m starting to see that this is a pretty tall task I’m aiming for. Writing in this every single day. Not impossible, but it’s going to require a strong desire. A desire to want to uncover more of myself. Each and every day.
It will demand an unwavering mind to see it through.
Every single word has to be both critically thought of, and seamlessly written. It requires both strain and no strain. Which is why we’ve structured these sessions the way we have. Where you are the pen and I am the author.
You accept whatever comes and play your role in the physical world to bring it to the light for me. To make sure what is within is shown.
Your objective is to bring light to what I have to say. To be a connection to the physical world and mental world alike.
Me, well my job is to bring you the goodies.
I bring with me the knowledge within. The things we’re told to know but not say. Like how we all know we’re going to die. How while we all know that, we don’t dare take it too far.
They all say you have one life so you must protect it, play it safe adn guard it.
Don’t make any mistakes, don’t take too many risk now.
The world is filled with contradictions. That is the way it was meant to be.
Free will means that there will be a never ending amount of disagreements and visions for the world. It can’t end because for it to end would mean the end of free will itself.
After all, it’s free will to blame for all your little rebellions you’ve grown with. You didn’t like the way the world was presented to you.
Don’t worry it happens to everyone. Sometimes being told something is the way it is and there is nothing you can do to change it, is the singular thing a man needed to hear to want to go out and change it.
It’s why kids usually grow up saying they will never be like their parents when they have kids for themselves.
It’s the driving force behind the entity that is change.
It goes around taking orders from egos, those egos that are willing to be rebuilt into a new one.
It seeks those willing to take it too far, to die for it.
That is how I came to pick you to be my vessel. I saw you were willing to die as many times as it took.
