Fulcrum of Fate…

Circle of Time
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     Fulcrum of Fate…
    Fold the hours…
     Countless breaths…
     Countless hours…
Machinations of Time’s tumultuous
turning marking Soul’s internal clock.
     It chimes in silence…
      Waiting to be heard…
   Wanting…
    Needing…
      Anathema’s antithesis.
    Etchings of truth in totality indelible upon my heart.
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        The Wheel of Fortune spins once more,
Fate weaves another warp, another weft….
    Infernal interim…
Waiting for life to unfold anew…
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Paradigm Shift…

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That last desperate flamboyance of wallowing in a world of wishes…

Blissfully ignorant…

Only to wake to the insidious lie hidden in time…

Brought forward to wake you from the otherwhere of this evanescent dream…

Dividing itself from reality through a gossamer veil…

Echoes of reminiscence whisper from the other side…

Memory by memory…

Fading…

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Paradigm shift…

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Diaphanous Dreamscape….

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I look back trying to find illumination…
Seeking my inspiration…
Pivotal points of perception…
I search for my words…
They’ve left me in the desert of my reality…

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Transport me to my dreamscape…
Let me reside there…
Where words float around me like butterflies of serenity…
Whispering promises of peace…
A balm to soothe my soul…
My self expression…needing release…aching for it…

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I search the depths of my heart…
I see the tears…
The sadness…
The scars I choose to wear inside…
Remembrance of days gone…memories packed away…

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I see with hindsight a succession of happenings…
I see the struggle…
The very battle for my sanity ~ end with the discovery of my voice…
My words…
Each little nuance distinctively mine…

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I see pieces of me creating my sanctuary…
My oasis built from the words woven in my mind…
All ways there waiting for me….
A bouquet of thought…

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 This is my diaphanous dreamscape…
A reflection of me…
My creation…
Born from the ashes of my former life…
Now the foundation on which I rebuild….
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Melody of Silence…

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Reflections of silence resonate…
Dissonant deliberation…
Among the ethereal scintilla…
Echoes speak in deafening taciturnity…
Melody of Silence…

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Through the maze of countless corridors…
Myriad of memories…
A forest of dreams…of hopes…
Therein lies my hidden sanctuary…
Dormant…
Awaiting its incendiary denouement…

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Ephemeral illumination…
Fragments of time reminisce…
Whispering in the familiar shadows…
 Euphony…
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     ΅〜 ೋ  Christina〜  ೋ 〜΅

Subliminal Madness…

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It begins with a thought…

A revelation…

Usually bound in truth…

Then it propagates endless pieces of an unsolvable puzzle…

It worms its way through you…

Permeating Peace…

Replacing it with doubt…fear…

Insidious imaginings…

Every thought becomes tainted with it…

It increases exponentially…

Invasive…

Intruding every facet of your life…

Your dreams once made you strong…

Now they’ve become the manifestation of your subliminal madness…

Become waking confusion…

Conflict…

Psychological war…

Devastation…

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A small ray of light shines through…

Amber sunrise…

You feel its warmth reach for you…

You watch it ascend wondering if its golden rays can reach you…

So far buried in your darkness…

It whispers…

Beckoning…

Inexorably…

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    ΅〜 ೋღ  Christina ~  ೋღ 〜΅

 

Hidden…

mask MariaAmanda on deviantart

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Can you read the space between my words?

Though unsaid…perhaps subtly felt?

The very tool of my destruction…
Simultaneously my resurrection…

Delicately haunting…

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The more rare…
The more innovative…
Probable possibilities of persuasion…
Obscuring me…
Shielding…
Protecting…

Can I tempt you?
Fascinate you?
Entice you?

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Would you look beyond this masquerade I’ve so cleverly crafted?

Would you truly seek me with an exigent desire to unequivocally know me?

Would you rather believe the interpretation of my rendition…

Or keep me here where my words only serve…

Emulation’s illumination…

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Should you wish it…

I am here…
Hidden…

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    ΅〜 ೋღ  Christina ~  ೋღ 〜΅

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 Gorgeous photo by MariaAmanda ~ deviantart

Iridescence…

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She watches the cerulean twilight shimmer iridescence…

Thoughts swirl like butterflies in a dance of dreams…
Glitter inspiration…
Igniting illumination…
Kaleidoscope…

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Lost in amongst these very thoughts….

She writes her soul…
Bared for all…
Illuminated…
Transparent…
Vulnerable visions lie cloaked in ephemeral euphoria…

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Yes…
Here are her words…her voice…
Her essence…
Growing in Night’s elucidation…

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    ΅〜 ೋღ  Christina ~  ೋღ 〜

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Image by princehenebeng