04-07-2015, 12:00 AM
Follow the flow, find the path and the river of dreaming takes you so far as your breath longs, the path itself as the mass of your body being taken far away, engulfed by all those dreams, only the will, not makes you fall to the bottom and drown and only the will makes you, that body, mass breathe, being taken further, if not to the stars, beyond this universe and all where the destiny of sorcerers is to be found as fire from within, burning from the core, a feeling of a warrior, in halls echoes as earth and under her, where only void dwells, shines infinitely, a single flame can lit the whole forest, ocean sings on the coasts, intent is domain of nagual, that is how you know you are getting close, that is the furthest any human can go.