05/04/04
With a shrug of the shoulders and a chuckle to himself, I accepted my fate. It was a good fate, far as fates go. Not too sure of the particulars, but I'll tell you this...it's bound to be a ride.
Shot like a cannon, soaring for a few brief moments like a singular and spectacular god slicing through the heavens. Too high to recall the pain of continued existence, united with the true nature of all mankind. More than complete, and less than yourself. A you so you that it becomes a you that is a meta-you. A persona that vibrates within, drawn to the surface of the pond by the intense vibrational creative fires that rage so nearby. Coming up for air, linked with several minds in one delicious moment, a communion of craft.
I am thankful. I don't know why I deserve this, so I count my blessings and pack my bags. A vacation, no, a journey, an epic quest even. A task so heinous and fraught with peril that only I, with my training and drive, could accomplish. I was set loose, freed and shown the light beyond my perceived galaxy. Looking over my shoulder I knew I could not continue without my flock.
But first my training must be completed. I have been initiated and seek only the completion of the courses necessary to destroy every damn, dirty idea that seeks to crush my brothers in chains around the world. Enslaved by the genetic memory of self-imposed limitations, taught to us by those superior earthly powers that once dominated our world.
"They're comfortable, you know. They'll hate you for tearing down their defining pains." Agent Spider placed his firm grip down on my shoulder. "And you sure as shit better have a good idea what comes after."
I looked ahead and through, peering at the patterns of spiraling synchronicity that lie before me and behind me. The collapsing conundrum of all existence was just around the corner from now.
"Man, I can't wait."
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