We are the Plagas

Inside Chi.

The one truth.
The timless pressence.
The totality of creation.

Wave's of thought create a measure of life.
A hibernating will exists within the darkend state of mind.
Inside, the light expands, creating seconds that last forever.

The harmony, of the limitless spirit.
The hatred, of the once controlled.
My life is a recycled vision of torment and lose.

I will, begins again, to create a vision of strength.
I am no more than a lost soul, drifting inside the tides of time.
Again, I am here.
Inside the universe, to see my will unfold.

Wherever, and whenever my spirit belongs, the winds of change will carry me into fire.
Why does this world seek a reason to kill one another?
I need to see truth in reason.

I hold all life in my hands, precious and fragile.
I am here for all to embrace my will.
Tears of love are passed down from the expansion of light within the darkness.

Need, is the harbinger of darkned thought.
Hope is a word, and a name.
I live to have one moment in time, to create another harmony within my soul, and my life.

My soul, of fire and ice, will melt the water of the translucent light.
My third eye see's this planet.
My pressence is of a timless creation, and it is here that I will expand to see the begining of the universe.

The Begining of Thought.