Mummies vs. Aliens

Far in the vast expanse
of the final frontier
A roaming presence searches
drawing near
Persistent
Insists on finding
a missing gift
Drifting
towards discovery and destiny
On a mission
dedicated towards its recovery

A small and strange world
rife with water and life
just might be the key
to end a journey’s plight
Success now in sight
A visitor slips into the atmosphere
entering a world of sand
and bright sunlight

Brick and mortar
ascending to a point
to mark the ending of a journey
Precious treasure
guarded by stone and sheild
yield no real protection
against a single wide beam
emitted from a strange being’s vehicle

The unwanted guest’s quest
doesn’t go without protest
which is contested
with claim of possession
A firm, heavy handed declaration
materializes
deciding the outcome
of this altercation

The extraterrestrial stranger
gets dragged below grains of sand
buried under waves of dry land
hands down a defeat by any means

Back across a few galaxies
A whole horde and cavalry
assess the gravity of the situation
They begin advancing angrily, rapidly
in battle formation
with a great inclination
towards catastrophe
No chance for salvation
if their precious treasure
and compatriot
aren’t returned safely…

Best of Times in a Golden Age

The sun sets and rises to see
two seemingly star-crossed lovers
in their prime
Enjoying their time with each other

Fabled grains of sand fall
Passing through time and glass
Flowing like fleeting moments
Memoirs of the past
and
hope for the future
coming together
Culminating as the present
A beautiful relationship
between the here and now

Shadows and spectres
of acquainted faces
and familiar places
They come and go
paying their respects
to concepts set in precious stone
Symbolic of life and love
United plights
Bonded blessings
The embodiment of destiny’s duality

Life is read by
chapters and stages
Each day is a brand new phase
A turning of pages
marked in the book of ages
If what’s seen
in between the lines can be believed
then tempo and rhyme
reside on the same page

On the same page meaning
the closest they’ll ever be
in age
in time
in body
in mind

Also the farthest
from shadows of death
from pain
from tears of sadness
and melancholy moments
From upheaved memories

The closest they’ll ever be
to all that they long for
and
The farthest they’ll ever be
to what cuts short their felicity

Fates demystified
made no less exciting
no less frightening
no less inspiring
no less painful
no less special

It is in this moment in time
they both realize
they will spend
the rest of their lives
with each other
They each will die
as their loved one can only watch
Fates that can not be stopped
It eases the pain knowing
they have a love
that never dwindles or wanes

Magic manifested in a minute

Their lives are a medley of emotions
melancholy moments
merry memories
with many more going unmentioned
and they embrace every bit of it

Just as this circle
is without end
Their love for each other
is eternal

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

Time & Immortality

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Willow Fields

Bury me
In the field of willows
So I can release my energy
Into the trees

Bury me
Among the willow trees
So when it rains
The skys
And the leaves
They weep for me

Bury me
In the willows meadow
Where the roots below
Like to meet and greet each other

Bury me
In a field of dreams
Because they never die
As long as someone believes
Then I stay alive

Prelude to a Timeless Love

A casual discussion between two immortals
From their words we can infer one is relatively young….

“Immortality, is it lonely?”

“Very”

“Ever met a time traveler?”

“One. We crossed paths every hundred years or so”

“No longer?”

“She died in my arms the first time we met. She said she wanted to see me ‘when I was young’ Ever since every visit is potentially the last”

So moved was he by the elder immortal’s memory
The young immortal decides to tells his tale
Documented as
A Timeless Love

Original Tweet by The New Fiction

It’s Yours

I’ve discovered two different ways
to write a story

Discredit your protagonist
This can hurt you
Weaken the supporting characters
This can hurt you
Give the antagonist more strength
This can hurt you
Sadden the story
This can hurt you
Don’t destroy your story
This can hurt you

There’s a better way

You can
Inspire your protagonist
You can
Grow a hero
You can
Strengthen the supporting characters
You can
Defeat the antagonist
You can
Create a better story

 

Decide
what will make
Your Mantra

On Fire

We make the design in our mind
Dreams that dare to come to fruition in time
The only difference is the details
and if they become a distraction then it’s doomed to fail

It’s true
Originally I did see something special
in the psychos and sociopaths
and the mechanics of their mentalities
and I thought of how useful it could be
if a moral mind could acquire those kind of qualities
Though they’re not the same they have their similarities
Their mindset is severed from the standard of normality
anything they see can be an extension of their mind
even people
and that’s part of the problem that I find
the extension ends there
their minds aren’t tethered to anywhere
severed from a sense of morality
with a warped reality
and their only sense of self is selfishness

but imagine my surprise when I realized
when you take that profound idea and turn it around

When the things we do physically are mentally driven

Our bodies are but extensions of our mind
and our emotions are the spirit’s response of how they’re aligned
making the moral compass point to the existence of us
Instead of just being set on the mindset of me
then what do you get
those that aren’t afraid of being casualties
those that are willing to sacrifice their physical being
maybe even their mentality for the sake of their spirituality
The many martyrs who made a name for themselves in history
in service to the essence of humanity

That’s where I messed up
From what I see
Whatever we decide to sacrifice
it can’t be morality
at least not for too long
It’s too easy to get lost without the compass

Especially when you’re trying to execute some sort of existential strategy
Because if you’re going to try and play god
It has to be done while knowing that nobody is above their own belief
You better be prepared to play as a pawn
of your own contemplation
especially if it involves shaking the foundation of a nation

Power comes from a need
Not a desire
Even if it means sometimes setting yourself on fire
not just physically to be a burning body
but to feel it as deeply as the burn can possible be
Deep into the essence
of spirituality
Morality
Learning to stay focused
Holding composure while it burns

Sometimes I consider myself insane
A Chaotic Kamikaze
Not because I’m crazy but for my desire to deviate from the mundane
Still
Sometimes secrets are safely secured in the stigma of insanity
The universe has so much truth
That of course it could force a few screws loose
Just ask Simon
He who knew who the true beast was
But murdered when the thirst for blood took a turn for the worse
by those in servitude to the Lord of the Flies
The gravity of reality becomes a little heavy
when reason and rationality dies

It’s hard to make things change when everything stays the same
But everything changes in the flames
You can call it chaos if you want but it creates
an amazing phase changing blaze
Which can compel a person to do what
was once perceived as impossible
Suddenly somehow it seems plausible
But when the fuel fizzles out
and the inferno seeks another source to keep going
starts running rampant
Uncontrolled
It needs to be extinguished
With the same necessity as when it was started
The true essence of strength is standing stalwart
while the surrounding settings all fall apart

There’s more to life than love
There’s more to love than life
There’s also hatred
Jealousy
Complacency
Sorrow
Fear
Frustration
Elation
agitation
It’s a complex compilation
but we can choose to have less of one
and have another in excess

Its the cause of us constantly trying to complete ourselves
Because we’re just of a single human essence
Broken up into billions of bits and pieces
Having a few things but lacking the rest
making up for what’s missing by connecting
trying to grow ourselves by investing

We make the design in our mind
Dreams that dare to come to fruition in time
The only difference is the details
and a proper plan
never fails
We only think it does because
our actions are sometimes spurred by distractions
There’s only one thing I know for sure
Keep your mind right
and your heart pure
then no matter what toxic substance manages to seep into your soul
You’ll always be able to find your cure