Fallen Angel , Beyond The Holy Legend
A Hope that never dies....
A Faith that never blows off.......
An unknown encounter on doorsteps.....
Past Memories arriving on time....
Past times that deny to disappear suddenly....
A Great Battle between Lights and Shadows...
Where the Beginning and the end was not set down...
Where The Principles of Life go far beyond the common sense...
Where nothing will be like before.....
Where after-death life is a Myth....
where Eternity is a shockingly fairy tale..
Once upon a time, in ancient times, since there was no awareness nor rite
of the memory to the good one and bad one , to be qualified in this way.
There was only one simple existence of the everyday, the erasable memory,
without a trace of evidence.
Evidence is needed to leave a testimony, which disseminates a belief, with
good roots.
Regarding to this time, worlds in one, orbiting in chaotic & antagonistic
circles that began to ask for the guidance of a nonexistentorder, with outstanding overtones, but with hierarchy and organization, at least in appearance.
Once upon a time , a Generation that did not know where to go, but they
were at the wheel of a great ship which outlined a great responsibility in
all aspects.
Once upon a time , Age of Mirages that are apparently to stay and
disorient the Divine order of things which did not fit this order , indeed.
Times of Lights and Shadows where they combine perfectly yet , in the
despite of the prevailling ignorance.
Once upon a time, a Winged Mutant Generation recalling that
had no enough memory to remember that ever reached the limit of
touching the Divine, known as the unreachable horizon of Utopia :
“ The Holy Paradise”
Where access was denied by lack of Faith, so they could not open the
Great Opulent gate.
Once upon a time , in times of forgetfulness , a kingdom , a Great
Kingdom where nothing was missing at all to meet the
experiential and vital needs to ensure :
“ LIFE”
Life was never denied any being, any entity nor any evidence in keeping
with.
Once upon a time when The Sacred and Pagano walking along with
firmly with no horizon ahead.
Once upon a time , a consolidated Grand Union where there was no
commandments to be followed up. So it was no necessary.
Where everything was so natural and unfolded that the basic principles of
survival were respected right off.
In times of a Big Dream of a Great Emperor, without disciples or
subjects, only surrounded by living things, reflecting his essence, his
image, his spirit , to the letter.
A doomed kingdom by shadows where they were shaped up by the fear of the
Unknown.
A doomed kingdom by lights by shining no hard enough to see its own way
to be followed up somewhere ahead.
An Unexpected Journey was once and still beating on the edege of the
unknown.,
A light of an uncertain Hope that twinkles so weak, so suitable seeking
for the boldest way.
Where there are many ways to look into...in search of Freshness , Peace
and Wisdom.
As it says :
“A carpet of petals of all kinds , but it feels so different to the touch.”
Where you can read in sacred scripture what it was and what it is
today:
“ FALLEN ANGEL “
HEAVENLY MEMORIES
In times of Greatness , where Winged Beings flying across the Sky
wonderfully and amazingly.
Regardless of gender and belief , holding a Faith utterly unlimited.
Allowing the Harvest of a continous Hope where the crystallized fruit of
dreams became so real that they left behind their ghosts.
There is no limit . It never set from the creation. Since imagination was
soared by dreams.
Where Reality and Dreams are linked to be one as always. Yet the
difference between them is imposed by the prejudice of Belief and Faith
as well as the Light Bearers.
According to their beating to Life , Faith & Hope should face up fot
Great Achievements & Challenges , so to say.
“There is no written destiny , but being written yet.”
The actual Reality was a past wish which was performed by crossing the
“Rainbow Bridge” , from the impossible to possible.
They are the Bearers of a Big Magic Book which should be written with
full of Hope , full of the impossible where Life allows you to feel it in an
awesome way , forever and ever.
As Body and Soul were evoking to belong to the Sacred Law & Divine.
And yet they were labeled by means of highlighting the chosen colors of
timeless Life.
As Wings outline:
“ Synonym to Greatness , a Bridge to the Divine , a Bridge to Paradise
and also a Bridge to the Forbidden.”
Asking for to go back home , unless it was homeless.
Asking for to go back to the owner , unless that one is missing .
As Crown draws :
“Greatness , tight to the head. By inspiring Greatness in the Ego, in
the Highspirit in order to feel all the living energy in one hand.
By being crushed or benevolent within Tolerance.”
"REBIRTH OF HOPE THAT NEVER DENIED"
A Hope that never dies....
A Faith that never blows off.......
An unknown encounter on doorsteps.....
Past Memories arriving on time....
Past times that deny to disappear suddenly....
A Great Battle between Lights and Shadows...
Where the Beginning and the end was not set down...
Where The Principles of Life go far beyond the common sense...
Written by Borge G. J. Sorensen L.
Better known as The Life Writer
Twitter: @bgjsl33thor
@TheLifeWriter1