Saturday, March 14, 2015
As time flows the pen continues to write
Time flows where it goes no one truly knows. But then again everyday is a magical adventure is it not? Finding my soul in the ether was the first step to self empowerment. The world spins but very few actually win. Then they say most souls are wrapped in sin. I try to find the words deep within to conjure all the gold and dreams.
But who will read these words is everything fading away or will a better destiny be forged soon? has love indeed died or will something else manifest that is better. A witch once told she saw a new and better love for me in the future, but it is hard to believe in her words. It's hard to believe in love. It seems most souls simply settle for anyone or for less in order to appear to not be alone.
But I am not alone the magical creatures and my animal brothers keep me company. The birds sing me the magic song in the morning and life is just a dream. Yet the dream is always better if we are able to find a magical love in the darkness of this realm.
Till we meet again my friends. The Mage will continue to write magic poetry and spells. Find your destiny. Write your own story and find the hidden essence of the soul deep within yourself.
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People from the past will they remember me?
I often think of those I once knew in the past. It's amazing time has passed by many of them now have children are married and look old. I however still am single, and look very young and still have the old energy of the time. But time is still flowing by. I must always be ready to move on in life. Things seem to change as time flows.
Yet as I write I want to leave a legacy of writings , stories and poems. One legacy of darkness and of course another legacy of light or more wonderful poems. Time keeps flowing by but my destiny must be shaped by my own will.
There is not limit to the magic and wonder we can create in this realm. To the wealth and happiness that can also be created. As the staff of the Mage waves the sound of his voice creates eternal destines never ever dreamed of before.
Time for adventure again?
I think now it is time for some magic and adventure to manifest once again. Much like The Hobbit I always stay in my domain not going out much. But as time flows by maybe it's time to explore places and the world a bit more. To discover new and interesting things.
Maybe I forgot about love for now. But adventure that awaits us each and everyday I just need to be wise enough to see it. As a young mage my knowledge of the magical powers and healing leaves and herbs grows as time goes by. But fun and adventure is also just outside that window as the wizard from The Hobbit once said.
Yet in these days of so much technology we seem to forget the simple and beautiful things in life. The things from times long past. But then again all we have is the present. Yet these is no reason one cannot take up a feather pen and inkwell and write tales and wonderful memories down to last through the ages. On those pages is where all the adventure, magic and wonder dwell.
Well enough writing for now. I will return but it is time to venture out into the world for a bit now! I bid you all good day! And may the power of magic be with you.
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
I once again drink from the magic potions
Once again I write with the mystic pen and drink from a magic potion I just made. Time to heal my DNA and get strong again. As tie went on I started to not drink the magical potions as much as I once did. But it is time to return to the magic of the potions.
After I finish my potion I will meditate and then eat some magical energy leaves. Of course I would still like to know why a raven is like a writing desk. I often think the written word is a powerful thing. Well carry on. Just wanted to write about my interesting magical and natural things once again.
Time to write in a scary log. Watch out or you might end up in the evil jar.
After I finish my potion I will meditate and then eat some magical energy leaves. Of course I would still like to know why a raven is like a writing desk. I often think the written word is a powerful thing. Well carry on. Just wanted to write about my interesting magical and natural things once again.
Time to write in a scary log. Watch out or you might end up in the evil jar.
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