THE WAY OF DAIMON
This is originally my idea behind my current evidisionment of my life and its progressing path as a muse for these photo-storys.
1.DECISION
Before the gnashing teeths of the dragon .Before the rivers of the moon.Before the time of rust. There is a man between the tides off all lights. Knowing all the roads and ways where he cant stay. Based on it, he wanders array the roads where his soul shines the most. Knowing himself the true way there i no more reason to ponder or wonder and staying still while his soul allready knows its true will…
2. 1Ec🍎cE1
As Man seems to undoe his blindfolds in deep isolation and contemplation he unravels a shiny beauty in sight.
His eyes initiated unto life itself and Lo that he whas the three trunk reaching for its branches.
Rooted in his Kingdom established in Foundation it begethed all his splendour.
Oh how Victoryously he led his way unto his inner strenght. Trough the folly strugle in his heart he grew Mercy for the fools at the begining gateways walk. In his understanding he brew whisdom.
And for his whisdom in his off old age , he had been crowned King.
But Lo he sees now on his branch hanging a Apple in wich whas pregnating Knowledge beyond his bounds. Tempting him to bite and fall free.
So he Isolates and contemplates again , for he hears now dark whispers in his minds ears…guiding him into dispair.
Will he bear its next fruits?
He shall Dare!
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3.TA13OO
As Man takes the bite in his knowledge, a coruption of Darkness sprouted into his essence.
Opening his gate unto the roots of his being.
The gate of Hell.
Where we shall only Pass by embracing death, and the primal darkness of the soul.
Falling free now .
Dispair has become futile, only the athavistic embrace can safe himself now.
So shall it be.
Internally.
4.•SIN°CERE○
As he broke his vowes that have been put upon by himself, alike his past blindfolds.
And bitten the fruit sprouted from his forbidden essences ,nourished by the runing oily styx beneath his roots. All the black earths bloody rivers soaked above into his fruit of Knowledge.
Now his light became the prima materia a primordial darkness.
A power aroses from his death. Fallen but completely seeing his unveiled dark soul.
As a haunting shadow his human remains had been put to sleep into the shells. The Soul arouse and reigned forever, free in Hell.
Now true Salvation has been attained.
I am free now
I am free
I am me now
That will ever be
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Eternity.
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