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ShaneFrost
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The shadows beneath the hand

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There have been those who ask why I look toward the occult and philosophies of the left hand path. At times it brings such reflections that whisper "The answers are within you all, always." I believe each and every one of ourselves is worldly, how could we not be..? We are the children of dust and ash, formed beneath stars and given shape by desire and will. To all another we are the kin of Terran, all flesh and blood. Our greatest fears at times take presence over our personal morals and sense of good. We grow weary that someone is pulling a veil over our eyes, that we're being bamboozled and therefor no one person can be allowed entry into our trust.

The veil..has already been lain over our eyes..by ourselves. Only we can remove it with patience, empathy, and compassion.  This is our world. These are our people. Children of the dirt and stars. No matter your beliefs, whether you look towards lunar mansions or astral plains, whether your soul shall return or not..do not treat this world or it's souls beneath the capability of what your heart can give. It may appear temporary to yourself, but it exists forever to all others who shall walk it's earthen halls.

Inspired by Joy-Key's " Reaching Up " which can be found here https://soundcloud.com/joy_key/reaching-up  

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Published: 7 years, 6 months ago
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Genericuser003
7 years, 6 months ago
That filter is so good. Makes it seem chaotic.
Hailstone
7 years, 6 months ago
Our senses deceive us, they cannot be trusted. Regrettably, we all cannot hold-thought in this masquerade tea party forever. Though it brings me joy you follow the sun. Usher in the world of fate wherein fear is absent and morals are but illusions my brother. You have but to fully open your eye. On that day I'll hoot to you sweet nothings of our shared pain.
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