Too much time passes. The programming persists.

At once I am empty and full.

What is this? This irritating tendency?

How is it overcome?

I will find out.

These eyes have been opened as they were so long ago.

Infinity is the nature of reality.

Dark, Light, Death, Life.

These things have so much in common, do they not?

The basic nature of Life is Death.

The basic nature of Light is Dark.

There is no dichotomy, no separation.

Quite the opposite; they are all fundamentally, inseperably intertwined.

When the Light shines, the Dark is still there.

I understand why those who walk in the Dark speak of it as they do.

This is but the beginning of my understanding.

This is my last opportunity to make an entry.

I will be gone for much longer, now.

I must remain vigilant.

No turning back.

Encounter

04/17/2009

I have encountered something.

I do not know who or what it is.

It is completely Unknown.

Yet it fills me with fear.

That fear thrills me.

I must go.

Suddenly

04/17/2009

Suddenly there is a significant change. A vast expanse has opened.

No. I have merely shifted into the vast expanse.

It is consistent; I am not.

I have opened.

Begun to.

Descent

04/17/2009

I can already sense slight changes. I am faltering ever so slightly as consciousness bends around me.

A thorn pierces my heart.

I take gentle steps into the Chaos. I stop every few moments to take it in.

A haze envelops me like a dream; my conscious self steadily begins to trade itself with my subconscious self. The subconscious rises to the forefront

The vibrations within me change and, along with them, my perception of the vibrations around me. I begin to see the futility of perspective.

Suddenly, the chatter within me is at last fully silenced. I feel nothing but the waves within and around me.

Damaged. Damaged so that I may do what I must. I have abandoned the substance that controls part of this damage. This will drastically alter me, making the damage within me flare out violently. It must be done if I wish to grow.

The fleeting desire to shout and scream at the Dark has at last been subdued through proper application of my mind and abilities.

I am, however, called to the Dark. It is my only escape from the deadly illusions around me. It hears my silent screams.

My blood turns to fire. Fire is lifeless. I am lifeless. Good.

Fear consumes me. It delights me. I eagerly await the nightmares to follow

I will not be another lost child, another sad little memory.

I must prepare. I must cleanse myself of my ignorant compulsions. Otherwise, this opportunity will be wasted.

No. There will be no otherwise. I will remodel fate as needed.

You may see in me life; you may see in me death. Do not let your interpretations deceive you. I am simply driven to ascend. Just as I will not let myself remain stagnant, I will not let myself be corrupted.

I have a lot of work to do. I will be diligent, I will be vigilant.

I will be.

I have cast off my arrogant notions of knowledge.
I have abandoned my foolish compulsions.
I have embraced Fear.

I enter the Unknown.

I am aware; I know nothing.
I am overwhelmed; I am not overcome.
I am no longer looking for something; I expect nothing.