Fate

What is left to a person's life when all hope is seemingly lost? I have no desire of being attached to this third dimension anymore. I want to ascend; I have good reasons to do so. Have I not learned enough? Have I not suffered enough? What more could there be? What other lessons must I take? What other missions must I fulfill?

I don't know anymore... my strength is beginning to fade... I don't know how long I will be able to withstand the pain, the solitude, the coldness, the despair... the temptation.

For it is temptation the one weakness that the one could never endure when the shift occurs. You see, questioning fate is a useless thing to do; but to defy it... now that's another story... to defy fate is something foolish.

But what if I am meant to do so? What if I am meant to defy fate and go against all I believe to be correct? If indeed that is my fate, then all these months of struggling will have been useless...



Lately, I have been experiencing all sorts of strange physical pains and I have also been dreaming a lot about tornadoes, storms, earthqueakes... could the end be near? And if so, whose end will it be? mine or the world's? Either way, I will be full.