Ageless Eyes: The Birth of Humanity

I am old.
I have always been old.
I’ve existed for as long as understanding has.
For as long as the energy of existence has flooded this earth:
Forever we have bonded within the schism of what is and could be.

And, when I was born,
I felt flesh,
Tasted its vulnerability,
The fragility of life, itself.
And the bittersweet scent of humanity

And, loved it.
Because, I’ve loved you since the beginning to the end of time
for I am older than you can ever know.

For I’ve seen the truth,
Your truth.

That, you are tragedy and hope;
sadness and joy;
death and life;
the past and the future.

Because by simply being,
Humanity can be everything and nothing at all.

The Mistress of Chaos I: The Beginning of The Nightmare

A look into the beginning of the end, a look into what to expect from my work....

Welcome to the Aether, Ladies and Gentlemen.

 

The Beginning of the Nightmare

To know me is to know madness; The sweeping vengeance of unhalting passion, A well of imagination that bleeds art and insanity,   A timeless continuity where the only certainty is death. Madness, they say, But all I see and all I am:  A catalyst.   Humanity’s raw and utter truth. For all I see and all I am, I am an agent of chaos.