Children of the Light~

EPL- INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL

I guess if I were asked again, "what do you want Barry?" I would say quite clearly, "no outside influence by those impure invaders". Yet I would then take peace for granted. I would then ask for my time back, yet to realize that time be imposed by these watcher's, the time keeper's these life alterer's and change shifter's. I would want to know, to be privy to the fact that they were always there, effecting every pulse, every tide of my life. Taking notes, misdirecting, altering and misguiding. I would want to see what was there, but not in death. I would want to see the face that will now die, for it's harm and influence upon me. I see that human bodies, are not identities, but that these have long sense been commandeered or worse, produced for such deviance.
 I would further want happiness, as they stifled each Holiday, each moment under that Luciferian Sun. I at least would want to know these things, perhaps at least genius would have visited me, to know my pain, when young. I would want my Children and their Children to know life absent their taint. I would want that ever foreboding malevolent presence, to never hover nor be in effect any where in any time, again.
 From where did these dark ones come? To reek havoc on the world? Why are they permitted to trespass, on my space, superior to them, wherever I may land. For I know the secret, which alludes their many brains, that return to Purity, for whatever life refrains.


 So I would as, a request, spin those sphere for but an hour, just for me, so that we may all be free. What I have learned, is that even in that tranquil peace of mind, that when the outside world, is not in peace, there can never be peace in the low lands, where a soul may rest. Evil has to be abolished, on all levels, everywhere.

 Those spheres have such a power, I was reluctant to bring them forth, then I realized, this is the greatest find in Man, and I have never been alone. Those spheres are our very power, when diplomacy ceases, when there are no troops, when powers of evil have invaded, this is what shifts the tides. Pain makes that resonance all the sweeter, as to rise above, every bit of war and injustice, backed by forces unknown, throughout nearly countless moments and places everywhere. A common call, a common language, and a common understanding, ancient, and alive. These spheres live, indeed, and are here to help. Wielded by those, who are thus not inhabitable, by lower forces, we rise above, we are Children of the Light~