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It is time to dip the pen
and try to make the scribble in my head
let my eyes close for a full eight hours
I nap more then sleep these days
This gives the visions a shorter time to manifest
I am not plagued with trolls or goblins or such
It is the destruction and carnage of thought and process
And dare I say it
hope

Each time the wasteland encompasses a broader reach
A viral invader seeking and destroying the blockades
Mans last attempt at humanity or civility if you will
These are the legacies
The doctrines of damnation
Greed,  Power and Envy
have undermined the principles once held dear

Amongst all this chaos
I sit on the center rug
candles protecting the perimeter
music of past memory guiding my quest
I seek the one true weapon capable of defeating the foe
Letting my mind travel to a time and place before shadow
I seek the colors familiar to me
The scent
The image that holds the relation

Finally I see the eyes I have seen for a thousand years
Showing me,
Guiding me
to the obelisk where it is kept
I let myself be filled with it
The energy coursing
My heart filling with it
So I may bring it back with me

It is the only vanguard
that will defeat the nightmares
And protect the sanctuary