Entering the realm of truth, within the inept depth of darkness, blind of the prosaic eyes of humans, i can prevail with my sight, made of a thousand eyes.
Empty as a spore of life, conscious of the surrounding matter and flesh, embracing the landscape as if air was not enough, searching for nothing more than everything, I see.
Do not confuse me with one of the holy, or with a sacred answer to a mystery of enlightenment or even to a miracle of proneness among humans. I am a simple man. This is my power – and the same can be said of my visions – a built one, not made of a dark mystery beyond reason or understanding, but made of and from my truth. The truth that comes to surface in the eyes of the others, from the inner core of all this doubt, searched and found from the infinite radius of curiosity that surrounds my life, and makes them discomfortable in my presence.
This is power and is also a punishment of my earthly mistakes. The ones that make me functional to all of you, but keep me from rest from the common cure. The only exit to cure, is to continue to infect myself with more and more and rearrange the order of pain. I don’t fear the pain, as I learned to identify the symptoms of faith that keep the others safe but I still need to reassure self control.
I’m walking towards the sage, i know. This entity that resides inside you all and yet, exists bravely, only within a few of the aware. This is present in me as if a self reflection in a lightless mirror, the same who resembles the far side of the darkest moon and breaks reality in the engulfing light that cures and cares. Dissonant as a perished sound I continue my quest for light through dark.
The track of my life is never set and the disdain for the end is a respectful one. I keep grabbing life without fear of death. I live life learning how to die. This path is a free gift from me, to all who crossed my anger, care, friendship or even love.
I’m not blind, i just chose to see more with my eyes closed.
the MONSTRUKTOR