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Thought I would share a small snippet of the current ebook I am reading. Any comments most welcome.
I found the symbolism to be quite inspiring.
93 93/93
daath
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Chapter 26: Lucifer’s Light
For the first time since he was a child of three or four years old, he became capable of feeling. He was content just to feel the motion of the watery light and rest, like napping on a rainy day.
Ix walked for many days through the Egyptian deserts, a mass of confusion at how he could possibly have been to the moon and come back, wondering all the time if there was any point trying to make sense of his own comings and goings in scenarios as surreal as the ones in which he’d found himself. He was grateful to be moving on his own, though, and so he patently refused to look this metaphysical gift horse in the mouth. He walked until he came upon a rainbow iguana standing at the border between the desert and an unfamiliar, deserted metropolis.
The iguana was also a dragon, though, for he could breathe fire, and with one mighty blast of it, he utterly consumed himself and was gone. Ix entered the city, and wandered around until he came upon one of those streets that was only a number. A girl in a green jacket stepped out of one of the apartments, came down the steps to the sidewalk, and let fly a beautiful, white parakeet. It flew away against the backdrop of the street, and she seemed overjoyed to have set it free. As she turned to face him, Ix watched as the countenance of this otherwise normal, young city-dweller turned angelic. Her long, white hair flowed down, and as she began to sing the fifth song to him her clothes unraveled in swaths of white to become a magnificent robe. She suddenly became larger than life, filling the entire left side of his vision. The white parakeet returned to occupy the lower middle, and the rainbow iguana from the desert’s edge returned to situate itself to the upper right. They all opened their mouths and spoke with one voice, their
words turning quickly to song, and Ix realized then that the angel was really all three of these creatures taken together. Its song was beautiful, like a whole choir of angels singing through those three mouths, and the tri-partite melody literally raised Ix up from the city’s streets and high into the heavens.
From his new vantage point, he watched as all of the dead things of the earth rose up like rainbow sparkles at the trumpeting call of the angel’s song, changing colors as they ascended up into the azure sky. The three faces of the angel became like three teeth of fire, and drawing those rainbow sparkles of lives long lost into itself, it twisted, warped, and expanded out and around Ix until he found himself
standing in the middle of a room of pure white.
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Thought I would share a small snippet of the current ebook I am reading. Any comments most welcome.
I found the symbolism to be quite inspiring.
93 93/93
daath
----------------------------
Chapter 26: Lucifer’s Light
For the first time since he was a child of three or four years old, he became capable of feeling. He was content just to feel the motion of the watery light and rest, like napping on a rainy day.
Ix walked for many days through the Egyptian deserts, a mass of confusion at how he could possibly have been to the moon and come back, wondering all the time if there was any point trying to make sense of his own comings and goings in scenarios as surreal as the ones in which he’d found himself. He was grateful to be moving on his own, though, and so he patently refused to look this metaphysical gift horse in the mouth. He walked until he came upon a rainbow iguana standing at the border between the desert and an unfamiliar, deserted metropolis.
The iguana was also a dragon, though, for he could breathe fire, and with one mighty blast of it, he utterly consumed himself and was gone. Ix entered the city, and wandered around until he came upon one of those streets that was only a number. A girl in a green jacket stepped out of one of the apartments, came down the steps to the sidewalk, and let fly a beautiful, white parakeet. It flew away against the backdrop of the street, and she seemed overjoyed to have set it free. As she turned to face him, Ix watched as the countenance of this otherwise normal, young city-dweller turned angelic. Her long, white hair flowed down, and as she began to sing the fifth song to him her clothes unraveled in swaths of white to become a magnificent robe. She suddenly became larger than life, filling the entire left side of his vision. The white parakeet returned to occupy the lower middle, and the rainbow iguana from the desert’s edge returned to situate itself to the upper right. They all opened their mouths and spoke with one voice, their
words turning quickly to song, and Ix realized then that the angel was really all three of these creatures taken together. Its song was beautiful, like a whole choir of angels singing through those three mouths, and the tri-partite melody literally raised Ix up from the city’s streets and high into the heavens.
From his new vantage point, he watched as all of the dead things of the earth rose up like rainbow sparkles at the trumpeting call of the angel’s song, changing colors as they ascended up into the azure sky. The three faces of the angel became like three teeth of fire, and drawing those rainbow sparkles of lives long lost into itself, it twisted, warped, and expanded out and around Ix until he found himself
standing in the middle of a room of pure white.
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