When you know you are Eternal, your fear begins to fade, knowing you just cannot die, that price has been forepaid. Energy cannot perish, it just changes from form to form, so worry not your precious head, when you see the storm. Those clouds have been a gatherin, for such a very long time, so fret not a single hair, and listen to this rhyme. Take account of Who you are, and What you are made of, not the flash of the Hologram, but those things from high above. Do not shake and tremble, for fear of what might come, step into the frey, and get your piece of some. This fight is not for a shortened life, a hundred years at best, this fight is for those to come, this one, for all the rest. Why cowar like a Slave, and shiver to your core, when you hear those forever dead, standing at your door. I say again, know Who you are, and from What you have been made, for just as the beginning, the ending has been laid. Come to your eternal senses, grasp the power deep within, let go of all the trivial crap, and master Strength again. You are the Army of Eternity, the Righteousness of Truth, so stand as a master warrior, ready in eternal youth. Know who, and what you are, settle for nothing less, and on that day when you must stand, you will not digress! - Ray Cox
Posted on: Wed, 22 Jan 2014 12:38:54 +0000
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