Echoes of the Universe - The Book of Excaliber - Satan

Yet so tenuous is my hold on life itself that I must guard it fiercely with all my might and not lose it in some weak moment of false fancy.

How oft the tender blossom – sprung forth in fragile beauty – not yet mature to give its gifts – is snatched away by Satan’s henchmen.

Echoes of the Universe - The Book of Excaliber

I have risked so much to find my spirit. Never again will I let it ebb away into emptiness.

Lest I be on guard, lest I protect the jewel of my essence against all who would feed upon my nectar – and leave my empty shell to blindly dwell – among the ruins of humanity.

Echoes of the Universe - The Book of Excaliber

Dormant and as though asleep, a tiny spark awakes when called upon by circumstance. It calls to arms the weary soul – downtrodden and defeated. Its fire grows to roaring blaze in the face of all that would oppose it. Indomitable, it is the key – the very seat of our survival.

Take up the sword that is your soul. Wield it mightily through the brambles cast before you, that none may tarnish your Excaliber – your essence – the one that is you.



Echoes of the Universe - The Book of Eternity - Tentacles

Oh, I would that this could ever be. Once I have tasted life, that it could last forever.

As a tree spreads its wings, the branches breathing in the essence of life, so too must I send out my tentacles – to breathe, to taste, to live.



Echoes of the Universe - Eternity - Rings

I long to reach out – to grasp my fate but the prospect fills me with fear. What new pain awaits me and to what end must I endure it?

Emerging from our center – the very eye of our being, reaching out, encircling all within our grasp, in unconditional embrace we find joy, sorrow, ecstasy and pain.