Crescent Will’s Unto Universe (The Ritual)


👌 🚺 and gents, time for that part of the chapter where the story unfolds right before your very eyes.
I have contained an abundant amount of this universes aspects. I would say hoarding them, instead, perhaps the right word is, cultivating them. Challenge as it was to hold onto some of the heaviest flows of eternity so that others not suffer harder than has been. Eating that crow for the sake of a better light for all kept me very busy internally, on and off the clock.
I traveled to places others could not, beit from incabilites, fear, tuned vision, obtainment, or property. Within it I found discoveries and opened gateways to existences seeking communication on levels both in time, matter, and that place we go when we are not ‘here.’ These steps I show to you do not need to be copied fore it has already come.


There are many lives lived. Countless experiences that all add up to the sum of what has been already before.
I entered into the eyes of lives that have carried my reflection and stared back from that which it casts.

I have seen life from itself, as a word and a flow.


The path carried choices where the hand forced the direction without any hesitation. In it, the plan becomes clear, the closer you are to obtainment.


The Ritual, is that, for the reason that it gives. In the moment of the moment it was asked of me to perform. Knowing how to do from seeing how it flows and from times before, I carried myself into the field of energy whereas the ears were the universe and demand meant not of need in matter but will of function.

The Ritual
The magic and science are in the knowing, hoping, and willing of actions and thoughts. Take that in stride and step bountiful with calls to order a divine direction. We that are travelers of both the light and the dark understand the importance of both on the levels prior. Moving into demand beyond the realm of initial designing, gives an investment of creative function. How you deem the worth is the lengths traversed to gather the proper amounts of energetic debate.


As the eyes adjusted to the lower levels of light, the shadows that phased through the night’s darkness were seen. No longer could they hide either, all was being revealed.

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The whispers of the night embraced by the feeling from the field of energy around me.

The Ritual
When something enters the space unseen but felt, there are three versions that could be described, Love, Unknown, and Adolescent.

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Entering into a state of hypnotic and cryptic magic, the veil between realities blurs and additional levels can be seen or overlaid in both the same amount of mass or in transparency.

The Ritual
Affirmation from the distance is good enough for most to continue on, however, there came a point where I requested an alternate technique.

The Ritual
The life had changed since I had last been there. Things had grown and the path that was once there and easy to be seen, was covered by many objects. Regardless, I remembered how to get there and saw beyond the clothing.

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I had changed and grown too. We were completely reflective. Knowing where our roots rested.

The Ritual
Through the wall, a path appears. The way is precise as I navigate through this life in search of completeness. It carries me into where I want to be and how I yearn to perform within it. I give it my all and I notice my strides. I see where challenge was faced and attachment had gone to its bitter end. To let go of the anchors that cast no direction, is a direction indeed.

The Journey
When I got my heart back from the one who owned it (that was not me), I had to travel through every vein and artery in order to clean the crude, dipping every part in self love to repair the parts filled and clogged by servility. On the level that had gone, it was as per demand. The flow gave as its told to create. Out of it, looking in, the boat ride did not stop.

The Journey
And with this, came an act, a grand performance. The film was my eyes and the scenes were felt on levels not understood unless lived through. The tale of wisdom.


Only I can walk my path, others may try but they will fail at translating the messages built specifically for my understanding.

The Signs
Along the way, my trail showed my signs, sigils, and messages through various forms of communication. Another person may pass them by, however, I saw them for more than just a glance and each told a detail to me that guided me to my next steps.

Questions
We both had questions that needed answers. So reflective.

Growth
Everything grows. It’s what you do with the expansion that gives your mind definition to base more of the reality with.

RON
Thank You.

Hidden
Even if you search hard for it,

Secrets
Nature and life have a personality about it, that it hides secrets till the intended recipient arrives.

Path Crossing
Some of life’s path crosses where you’ve been.


I pass through places with familiarity. I pushed so hard to get here and now I go back through. I see that I am my past’s compass, and to know that someone ahead of me has been here where I am now, brings me peace and also sorrow. I come before me. I walk into my reality that I have already planned, already made, already destined. I know me, I trust me, the future guide of me and the collboration that it brings.

Fresh Eyes
And with new eyes I see more that has been.

Born again
The transition between worlds, between lives and ways, one tunnel into another light, birth to rebirth, build up – explosion – impact – change. Actions previously, impenetrable. New definition.

Past Reflection
Seeing the past one last time as I looked through the murky reflection, I knew that my former self could and would make it.

Transistions
Transistions
As you get closer to your light, things do get darker around you. Transitions.

Glance
One last glance, I respect you dearly. And now I 🚀 rocket launch into the future.

Response
Response to choice, instant.

Breadcrumbs
Breadcrumbs

Caged Light
Light caged, still travels beyond its physical confines.

Patience
Patience for the past with wisdom to know when to move on.

Beginning
And so, the signs say, “This is only the Beginning.”


We have much to travel and eternity to explore.

Guide
There are guides along the way for every step if needed. All one has to do is know such.

Memory
This moment is a memory.

Attraction
As the moment catches a direction, regardless of distance, you move.

Horizon
Where do your lines lead?

Path
The path told clearly.


Looking down at the ride reveals that the way is not always smooth. On occasion, it may be rocky and rushing to help stir up the solidified glide and create new waves of motion.

A Path Told

A Path Told.
As I walked further into life, balancing it on the edge with death surrounding the thin tight rope I was on, my goals became clear. Life’s meaning, tested and affirmed. I saw the vision, I understood where I was going, turning into, evolving towards. I now noticed my differences. I saw why I was such a unique form. As I placed myself further into knowing and discovering, I fear not, fore my path is being told differently than the traditional.

The Rescue

The Rescue.
First, help was in sight but far out of reach. The struggle to rise and grab the life-restoring mana or 1up was not working with me but against me, or so I thought then. The vision came in to offer me direction. Frustration entered in when knowing things were not instant and even with trials or tests, the light evaded full disclosure. It was my life to then hold onto the precision of success and to fail until failing became winning. From lesson upon lesson, I grew. And soon enough, that boat I saw dangling over my head just slightly out of grasp, WAS NO LONGER NEEDED, I became my own salvation.

Connected Always

Connected Always.
Along the way, both sides of experience would keep me in a spin, but I kept dancing regardless of the ice or fire slathered on me. I lived within the emotions provided and embodied that which I did not understand. Even though I knew it was not my known divine, it was an aspect in the universe of experience and I was its target. Funneled through others not to blame, I carried the pressure to discover, to learn, to know all that is on every level. I knew that persistence would prevail, and I would float and fly higher than ever before. But that realization didn’t come through quickly, no, first, I would need to simmer a bit inside the master’s stew.

What came to me while tumbling around with all the other ingredients that make up our presented life is that it is all part of a whole arrangement and it was my will to truly know why so I could create new worlds from it. I was to meet the artist and learn from his mighty strokes on the canvas of reality before I would have my opportunity at arranging through my creative elements with equal power on the level provided.

The SHIFT
The SHIFT.
Knowing what to pass through is a difficult stride. Loving so much, it is hard to let go of even the things that damage. When I passed on the easy doors to hold onto preciousness, at first, the reality showed an ugly side. It didn’t handle rejection well from me and created ways to showcase its discontent. The communication met a barrier, one we would both have to learn from. Neither of us wanted the present materialization of emotional buildup to reside in the pool which it rested. So, something larger came into play to give this pinball table a full tilt and recoding.

Raising The Bar
Raising The Bar.
When you awaken the mediator, all bets are off. I knew that had happened once the things I knew should be taking place were manifesting themselves at rates as fast as eye blinking.

The Other Side
The Other Side.
There I was, standing on the other side of the ride, looking through the waves that took me to this place. The fashion worn as the character I played effortlessly told a story of the creation in question.

Coming and Going
Coming and Going.
After stepping off the rails, I could see the things coming and going into all the facets of the ride. As they went without knowing and came from what they found. A stage to act in or watch like a television series. I could stop and tell them what’s to come but would they even know, as the ones timed before heard the words but could not relate to the meanings. That is to live.

A Breath
A Breath.
I take it all in with a deep relaxing breath as the messages flow through and affirm the wisdom tones. I made it through the test and not a moment too late. The story teller nods his head and turns the page. Satisfied of details, a language is found between two expressions and now they become more unified, a requirement for the next development willed.

Behind The Scenes
Behind The Scenes.
The next step in developing is to see the development plans. The magic is revealed and the guide to using it is laid out in an interactive manual.

[more to come, check back later]

The Burden and Honored Privileged

Greetings.
This letter comes to you in a moments heed and call of directive. I am before you to explain what I am becoming. This may serve as a shock to many if not all that read upon these words, however, it is not of joke nor partial arrangement. Continue reading “The Burden and Honored Privileged”