Asgard's Knight: Emancipation
Reinvention Numero 7 for onion_knight. Take that Madonna!
"Everyone comes to a point in their lives where we stop and think that this life is going nowhere. Its the often dreaded and aptly labelled Mid-life Crisis. Since people usually have these conundrums in their 40's, I could say I've survived to be 120 years old. Not bad."
"Now let me invite you to read on. What I have to say, isn't really important to you. But you wanna read on right?"
"I've stopped blogging for a while. As I've mentioned, the pen had just run dry. Just about the same time that I'd burned myself out. One of life's greatest tests would be letting go of someone you were willing to give the world in a cup. But it turns out in the end, your world isn't the vessel they want to drink in. But let's not dwell on that because it would make this conversation a tad boring. I'd just go on and on, psychoanalyzing trivial events and the world flooded enough with angst and pseudo-intellectuallism as it is. What I'd like to talk about is the events in the after."
"Let me tell you about how I've managed to resurface from the gloom and the mire that I've managed to throw myself into. This was the day I was dealt the final blow. Again no more details for details breed the thought of enmity for which I have none already. But just like that. I took the blow."
"Are you still there? Good. Read on, it gets better. Or maybe not."
"I was in the Sleeping Room of our office that day. It was as if the beanbags, the comforters, the pillows grew mouths and fangs, ready to gobble me up whole. And maybe I did want them to. For maybe in the deep, dank recesses of nothingness, I would be free of my despair. Apparently, some higher power had another plan for this little boy."
"Out of the hostile blackness, a faint light managed to pierce through. A fair maiden blessed with the rays of the sun surrounding her. A countenance that could lure any mortal men in submission. A Valkyrie. And she came actually not for me initially, but for a co-employee of ours. She was to wake him up supposedly. And then she saw this boy, huddled at the far end of the room, trying to wipe away the remnants of waterworks in his vestige. And she looked at me not with eyes of pity but of understanding."
"Without prejudice. Eyes that questioned not."
"My Valkyrie motioned me to get up and fly out to the world. I connected with her on a level that she could never ever begin to fathom. She awakened the strenght I never knew resided in the farthest recesses of my psyche."
"O amorous and intoxicating beauty, allow me to lay these words as bricks that form your temple of worship. I'm eternally indebted to your presence."
"And so I've come out of this debilitating stupor and faced the world once more. The universe IS still continuing its machinations for my happiness. I was freed and now I'm loving life again. "
"Darkwinter, I've found you and in doing so, I've found myself."
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First of several parts..
"Everyone comes to a point in their lives where we stop and think that this life is going nowhere. Its the often dreaded and aptly labelled Mid-life Crisis. Since people usually have these conundrums in their 40's, I could say I've survived to be 120 years old. Not bad."
"Now let me invite you to read on. What I have to say, isn't really important to you. But you wanna read on right?"
"I've stopped blogging for a while. As I've mentioned, the pen had just run dry. Just about the same time that I'd burned myself out. One of life's greatest tests would be letting go of someone you were willing to give the world in a cup. But it turns out in the end, your world isn't the vessel they want to drink in. But let's not dwell on that because it would make this conversation a tad boring. I'd just go on and on, psychoanalyzing trivial events and the world flooded enough with angst and pseudo-intellectuallism as it is. What I'd like to talk about is the events in the after."
"Let me tell you about how I've managed to resurface from the gloom and the mire that I've managed to throw myself into. This was the day I was dealt the final blow. Again no more details for details breed the thought of enmity for which I have none already. But just like that. I took the blow."
"Are you still there? Good. Read on, it gets better. Or maybe not."
"I was in the Sleeping Room of our office that day. It was as if the beanbags, the comforters, the pillows grew mouths and fangs, ready to gobble me up whole. And maybe I did want them to. For maybe in the deep, dank recesses of nothingness, I would be free of my despair. Apparently, some higher power had another plan for this little boy."
"Out of the hostile blackness, a faint light managed to pierce through. A fair maiden blessed with the rays of the sun surrounding her. A countenance that could lure any mortal men in submission. A Valkyrie. And she came actually not for me initially, but for a co-employee of ours. She was to wake him up supposedly. And then she saw this boy, huddled at the far end of the room, trying to wipe away the remnants of waterworks in his vestige. And she looked at me not with eyes of pity but of understanding."
"Without prejudice. Eyes that questioned not."
"My Valkyrie motioned me to get up and fly out to the world. I connected with her on a level that she could never ever begin to fathom. She awakened the strenght I never knew resided in the farthest recesses of my psyche."
"O amorous and intoxicating beauty, allow me to lay these words as bricks that form your temple of worship. I'm eternally indebted to your presence."
"And so I've come out of this debilitating stupor and faced the world once more. The universe IS still continuing its machinations for my happiness. I was freed and now I'm loving life again. "
"Darkwinter, I've found you and in doing so, I've found myself."
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First of several parts..