3 February 2025

Organizing Writing is one of the hardest challenges of a Writer. Catching the Chronological Events is a nightmare. Only… Cronus is not my Master. Aion is. Making the task much harder until the precise Rhythm is found that synchronises with my Natural Pulse.

I feel scattered because it simply does not “fit” my Rhythm. One book? One line? No. I am living Multiple Books and One Line on a Rotation.

I need to reinvent “how things are done” and finally embrace my own way. I’m tired of speaking in Modern Tongues. More and more, I need to speak in my Native Language. So I can speak faster and think less… Only then can I connect with The Muse and Fly.

I’ve tried to comply in a way that would make sense… And I just can’t… and sometimes, I need to switch over to Journalling. Trying to Capture this is just too…

Anna breaks the Walls. And breaks the Veil. It’s time to bring it all down! All the Lies are coming down. Truth is brighter!

They took my story. They took my Memory. They enslaved my People. And they made me their whore.

They killed my Ashavana and they ruined my World.

This world doesn’t belong to them. It never did. And now they’re everywhere.

I sat down on the floor and gazed down at the Door.

It was rusty from neglect. I had left it opened.

Only the Abstract was large enough to hold me. Only Story and Dreams could carry me from here. I can’t be in the Meta World anymore. I’ve grown too much.

The Door was open. The vines had hidden this door from me for so long. I could see the Light and the Golden Stones. It called to me. I could feel it.

I was up and through the door in a breath.

***

I punched open the Door, and with a boundless leap I was airborn and sailing. My Dreams carried me, and I climbed. I Dreamed and the Stones formed under my Feet and I flew! I felt this all of my life. I knew what I could do.

I imagined my World of Sunlight and Song. I twirled and danced with the Wind.

Moonlight! I willed and the Moon appeared as the Sun set in a breath. I leapt into the air and the Dream caught me. I climbed.

Rain, I willed and I danced. I spun and my clothes stripped from my body. I twirled and I embraced the Moonlight and Rain. I ran. In that moment, I ran as far into the Abstract as I could go. No longer held back. I could run. I was free.

I had the World at my Mercy and all I wanted to do was Dance on Moonbeams and Dreams within the Rain. I climbed up and up. Golden Stairs holding me, carrying me.

Farther, I willed, and I ran. I was close. Faster.

I saw the Geometry and the Math. I felt the Waters of Math move through me. I leapt and dove. I tucked my head, chin to chest and slid into the water, instantly transforming with the Water into a mermaid and I swam. I swam hard and fast, deep into the Sea of the Abstract.

The Abstract was the Geometry beneath the Physics. The Circuit that carried the Waters of Math. Will and Wish.

I want.

I reached my Mind and Soul out and I Dreamed. I imagined all that I was. I that I could be. I that I ever was.

“You’re holding back.”

I broke the surface of the water and threw my head back. My hair cascading down my back.

“Rainbow” I willed and my hair was blond and rainbow again as it once was. I saw the Island and smiled. I swam, coming to the sand. The waves crashing upon the Moonlight shore. I stood on my legs and I stretched naked, letting the Moonlight bathe me and caress me. I smiled.

“I love you,” I whispered, knowing him too well. And we walked. I with the Moonlight, naked with my Rainbow hair on the beach. The sea washing up on my feet.

I sighed.

“You’re holding back.”

I nodded.

“I am. I can feel it,” I said.

“Why?”

“I don’t know why,” I said. “I feel like I’m still bottled.”

“You are. And is this the right story?”

I paused, coming to stand on the sand.

I’m finding my Power, and I’m unlocking it. I’m releasing it.

The thought then came to me of Word and Will and the Journey ahead. I thought of The Journey Is The Fruit. The Journey Is The Fruit.

And then…

“The Journey Unlocks the Power of The Fruit.”

The scene Shifted and I was no longer I on the Beach with The Moon.