Story: Part 1
Everything is black and feel the stale air fill me lungs. I have been asleep for not too long I think. The blood has not clotted and the pain is still fresh. It has been so long since I have thought anything meaningful, and I'm still trying to grasp how the world has started spinning in the opposite direction. I learn that it isn't about anyone else but me. All that matters is the way I see things.
It is only a few things at first. Slowly a new sense arises. I am not tied down to the world we live in. I can know more than my eyes can see or my hands can touch. I have finally broken through the barrier. With the exception of a certain few, the people around me slowly melt into the backdrop. My wish to belong is fufilled as I shed the worries. I will belong to them and they will belong to me.
Blacks turn to browns, then to deep reds. The reds lighten and flourish into roses of colors. Pink becomes lighter too and white takes over.
"Something important you should know, sir. All essences are contained in 5. The road that leads to elevation can only be reached from the single starting point. The path to the origin is self-containing. "
