*Past Prologue
Welcome to my world. A limited expression, yet without borders or end. My words are it's dark blood. My thoughts and deeds, it's gray heart. My soul is the song of dreams. My will is the dawn that wakes. Truth is elusive; yet nothing hides forever. Tomorrow is a dream and yesterday is a myth. History is made today. I am friend to the many, and nemesis to the few. Hope is not foolish, it is survival. Empathy is not fear, it is strength. Trust is not a tool, it is sanctified. Love is not reflection, it is transcendance.
I keep not prophecy, nor philosophy, nor faith. They keep me. I am not rules or obligations or normal. I am free; in my mind. I am a slave; to my heart. I am no one. I am many.
I am Keeper.
The above was the very first entry I wrote over ten years ago on a now dying diary. It seemed only fitting that what was true then, and true now, should start this iteration of my endless search for illumination by creating light where only a dim glow existed. Usually in the limited space above my neck.
Greetings to all. Let's get started, shall we?
KOTD
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