Casual Conversation

[serloco]

Yes the prophet is indeed cloaked. Masked. A very powerful spell is woven upon his body. He goes now where he pleases, in the full light of day is left unseen. Hiding while in plain sight. It is a complete paradox really, but I can see the weave. Kinda crazy but he was once close to a King, very powerful, a Lord really. The prophet had aided this Kingdom greatly and the King had granted him many wishes. One of them was to be trained in different arts of magic and power because the prophet knew the King had great and powerful sorcery beyond his reaches. The prophet had already given the King some of his own art and magic that was not known to them prior and were delighted. The King agreed and began having his greatest magic teachers teach him many things. The prophet became very mighty and powerful, well known in those lands. People who did not even know him would often drop everything and follow in his steps behind him, because they all see him. He became a great seeker of the land and people boasted that he could find any secret any mystery or any power unknown and form it into the land. The people called him by many names because he was able to totally alter his nature in any way he needed it to be. Yet they could all see him, and all would follow him, and very seldom did he find himself alone. Just thinking to himself about something he thought wrong could incite a riot in the lands. Thinking about a powerful martial art he had learned could have people in the streets destroying each other's bodies. He could do great things too with his light, and did, but the connection and the glory and the fame had weighed heavy on him. he lost his idea of what privacy is. What it felt like to be alone. His knowledge and awareness did not allow it, eyes could always see and were always watching him, and through these eyes he could do many things. He had a supernatural presence. People could not be in his presence and not see him, nor be able to resist his power. He tried to hide and to shield but they would always find him and always see him. Always talk about him and his secrets too. Always want him to do things too. he wanted to go back to the way things were before. Well he found a way too. He found a spell woven from the creator of eyes that hide him from sight, even in the full presence of people who knew him. Very powerful and very magical, he could also take it off and reveal himself. Much like a nagual can disappear from the tonal completely. He had found the 'nature' that he needed to be and did not want again the spotlight upon him, unless he wanted to go out dancing. You would think the creator would have to effect everyone else's eyes to do this feat but no, he only had to effect the prophet's eyes. To turn his head to a new position. I remember when i first met him he was angry at the town he was in and the store folk. he stood in a house with me and sent his double into the street and shattered the windows and pop machines in the streets. All from a crouched position and in a couple of seconds. he showed me his work the next day when we went out to hunt for power. He is the one who taught me to spell. He showed me how to break things from afar too, how to shake people with my attention and grab them, spirits too. When he taught me we sat outside and had me listen to sounds around me very closely for a long time to every sound. Then he told me if i paid attention to them i would begin to hear them just before they happened in my attention. After a short while i did so. He told me to focus on the memory in my attention as it happens, so that when i hear the pre-click or snap, before it happens, to see the space between them. Between the pre-sound and sound. I had already been doing this to confirm that was indeed hearing them before they happened. he had me enter into this state for a week or more so i would develop it and use it in my world. It became well grounded so that when i walked in the night i could avoid a pot hole because i could see it right before it happened. Quite magical. The beginnings of a prophetic mind. Or one state of it so I found later. Much better ones too I would find. So next he told me to pay attention in the silence and then to focus to hear sound appear. he told me that when your attention seeks silence it will find it and not focus to the sound, but when you focus to hear the sound you will begin to hear it align. So i did it and found it ok. Nothing so great though. Next he said he wanted me to sit in the night in the woods or somewhere near the trees where there is potential noises to hear. He told me to begin listening to the sounds again, every one of them, and begin anticipating them. he sat with me then and when i began doing it well enough he aid to me "now imagine that your attention is creating the sounds. Intending them to form to your attention, before they happen, just like you hear them before they happen now, but now imagine that your attention's focus is aligning to the sounds you form in your attention. It took awhile to see this and he had me think about it for awhile to conceptualize what he was asking me to do. To form the idea. I began to listen to the differences in the sounds, some where quiet and some were loud snaps . So I began to see that my attention could insert sounds in my pre-attention (where the 'future' sound will appear and then happen) yet have my attention form the sounds into alignment instead. I began focusing on the sounds in a way that saw my attention creating them into the sequences they were formed in. My attention was now fuel for the sound. I began then making them faster, or more louder, etc, and got to the point i could sit in the darkness and the silence and intend a loud snap in the woods before it happened and have it appear! I practiced focusing my attention in different areas to hear the sounds from there, and then behind me, etc. Scaring my cat and stuff. He then said that my attention is creating sound now and aligning into form, and yet sounds you are forming are physical. You are snapping twigs with it already, and rattling the windows, you are breaking even large branches with it too. Last night you shifted and began to see your attention as even living itself,, forming imaginary 'helpers' that are forming the sounds for you and preforming your magic. I had told him this thought. He said now that this is powerful indeed and had me focus into the night onto my neighbours house and imagine my friends there in my attention. my helpers who make sound. He said command them make sound over there on the shed. i focused and he said "Imagine they have big bricks" and so i did my best and focus my attention to unfold. Large heavy crashes started happening in the night and i was a little freaked out by the power. He aid then, while i was very active, now focus onto the car sitting their in the weeds and have make it move. My attention was formed already into lines that could make sound into the directions of my focus, and that was helpful. I focused on the car and thought of some of my perceptions of the helpers and also saw that my attention could alone grip the car. But i think it was the helpers mostly because it moved as soon as i aligned them, and the car started rocking back and forth, in a wild motion. My helpers were a little crazy it seems. Fun though. Now you can imagine some of the things that this form of attention could begin to do and learn i am sure. But I am afraid that i can not tell you who the prophet is. I can not give out his true name. If you had a mentor who taught you great things of power, and who also had great enemies, and who did great things but as i just stated his life to be, and was, and asked not to be named and trusted me to let me see him and speak of him even, without using his name or pointing him out, would you point him out? I'll get to what I have read of your book in a moment I hope you are not offended that i have not read all of it. It did catch me too, i have a few things to say but must wait a bit.