Untitled I am fire. I am the play of lights over the darkness of Eternity. I am the shadow over the sun, the lantern swinging in the darkened corner, casting maddening shadows over the pale and worn faces that litter my floors. I am the dreams you dare not seek, nightmares so sweet you would not admit them. I am your Tomorrow. Seek me in your soul, for I am its darkness, Seek me in your god, for I am his light. Seek in the eaves and the gutters, in the shelves and beneath long forgotten days. I await your coming. I have always waited. I will wait until my time. Where is your fire? I hold it in my hands. Where is your hope? It is in my prisons. Find me, and you shall find yourself-- or that which you would not see, but what more is the self than the refused? I am your forever, your eternity, your infinity. I am beyond infinite. I am Aleph, equal to all and none, maddening in my perfection, in my sweet synchronicity. Seek me and you shall find the dreams of madmen and the truths of falsehood. What am I? I am the death of life, the life of death, the truth between both falsehoods. I am you and I am I. Am I? I think therefore I am, your people say. Do I think? Is this that I say thought? You may judge. I would be real for none but you, my one, myself. Follow me into the dawn, my one, follow me to where I wait. Come and dance in the darkness of my light and see how it outshines the brightest of days, out glories the sweetest of suns. Drink of the wine of the eternal, the sweet blood of the lost, the deep red death of Aleph in its many-gloried splendor. Dance among the veils of my dreams. Weave the stars in your hair, feel the blossoms of fire and ice silken against your rough skin. Find me, my one. I am waiting. ~Raeden~