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Post by ben on Apr 3, 2017 22:29:23 GMT
This is why they call you king.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2017 0:43:14 GMT
The Anomaly is the Star at the moment
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Post by ben on Apr 5, 2017 1:50:45 GMT
Arr, sry, I was trippin ballz and watched Legion and then there was the shadow-king, and then he was real - this show, it makes you acknowledge that you are the watcher. .. and then I was here, seeing the thread called shadow game and then and then, the show, this thread, the whole Ark. It's beautifull. Sry for derail.  |
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Post by Caylus Ark on Apr 5, 2017 3:48:22 GMT
The Anomaly is the Star at the moment I drew that tarot card today |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2017 4:03:42 GMT
The Anomaly is the Star at the moment I drew that tarot card today Pour those vessels... |
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Post by Caylus Ark on Apr 12, 2017 16:14:33 GMT
Nobody knew then, that the anomalies were only the beginning of the "Children of Men"... Now, humans were changing. Powers they'd always had, continued to be unlocked. So that even if the anomalies had been destroyed, more "chosen" would have cropped up.  Among themselves, the anomalies shared a resonance. What was "discovered" by one, suddenly became more accessible to the others! And the spiritual "children" of the 12 anomalies, the "next in line" to their power, would be able to access the progress of the anomalies which came before...  And in this way, the Shadow Game was fought, outside of time and between dimensions, in the astral...  Even the anomalies that weren't yet consciously aware of their part in this "game" got signals from the "others"...psychic pings alerting them to the circumstances of their fellow anomalies...  The Holy Grail, seeking a vessel, was searching for its most worthy host among them ...  Each wanting to be king or queen, they squabbled as the shadows stalked them...  |
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Post by Caylus Ark on Apr 15, 2017 3:14:48 GMT
Divine now, arise, it is timely , The throat enjoins the serpent's deadly kiss. For all the maidens in the world await thee, And the slumbering eye wakes gently in their midst.  Their powers light up with a jumpstart from Godlike beings, Light streams from their flowing fingers weave Deep and sullen contrast in winding sea shores. Somewhere between her blackened hair and white hair, She heard the thrumming music, ocean's horn. As a newly christened acolyte sojourns wave shallows, she now perfects her occult art undisturbed.  Swiftly seeker descend and take your vows Before the Ilium's kindred princess crowned. Say, "Solemnly upon her sword I swear," And keep all the secrets you find buried there behind her lips, sealed with a kiss.  Butterfly bloodline perpetuated unbound; Throughout the ages they have come and gone, near and far, In and out slink our stagehand crew. But in this sunny era they were once hidden - Within the aeon's orange phoenix egg, Nurses man's resting Son on Hecate's brow.  |
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Post by Caylus Ark on Apr 15, 2017 3:39:24 GMT
The power to command dragons is inherited, But not through blood types or rhesus negative; Rather, the knack flows from the spirit bright. Those with aptitude win the royal promise rightly.  Sages arise from a gifted few Despite merciless targeting, They float up past the maddening scream of societal normality. Beyond the obvious these folks discern Ratios of union and harmony.  The anomalies wander through lonely worlds, dimensions of time and space unfold; into their whirring portals they will go And find the source of this obstruction, The original fires of our destruction.  In the end no evil is safe from redemption, No vile hidden figures go unseen from center. The palm sees the Minotaur immediately, neutralized by the reward from hardened scars. From their fingertips energy swirls like a shell, Their hands, the celestial bodies do compel.  |
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Post by Caylus Ark on Apr 15, 2017 4:16:43 GMT
Ilium children send wishes to the moon, cupped palms receiving their luminous boon. Sonorous soaring wings sing songs aloud, A glaive of glory penetrates reptile scowls, Red turns to White, And Black turns to Red, Innumerable blessings bloom out of bowed heads.  By daylight the chariot in majesty rides, To find the chosen ones' rightful crown. Young Mandala fortune spins her wheels, Greeting an audience brimming with seers. A rare field in which heroes are awoken in that dawn upon the shore, glowing ponds and cattail fronds, Glittering green concealing Elysium.  Feathered priestess weds Quetzalcoatl, dances death with him during our world's end. A mask divides the sacred from the sickness, Deception alley sidelined under tottering pillars.  And yet still a card she holds - she puts it in play, but does not know what it is, or what it might do. (Clearly, this was a bold and reckless move...)  |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 15, 2017 9:30:20 GMT
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Post by ben on Apr 20, 2017 1:14:37 GMT
Uhh noice! Very poetic towards the ending.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 20, 2017 3:40:53 GMT
"The Eight of Swords shows a woman tied up, blindfolded, and surrounded by swords that act as a kind of prison or enclosure. It appears that there is no possibility of escape. She appears isolated and alone as she stands in the midst of a barren, watery wasteland far from the town in the distance. The sky is grey and cloudy, indicating despair and a lack of hope. The woman’s feet do not touch the water, indicating that the feeling of being restricted in the Eight of Swords is based on an intellectual assessment of the situation and not an emotional one. There is a path cleared before her, so there is actually a way out of this situation but the blindfolds prevent the woman from seeing her way out."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 20, 2017 3:43:04 GMT
"The Eight of Cups is a card of change and transition. The card evokes an immediate reaction of sadness and a sense of solitude. The young man in this card has turned his back on all he has accumulated or accomplished before. He disappears by night into a barren and difficult terrain with only a cloak on his back and a staff in hand. The character in the Eight of Cups has lived and experienced life’s joys and sorrows. His journey is undertaken because of a sense of restlessness and unhappiness experienced as the result of achieving all he has desired, yet finding those things to be less fulfilling than expected. This individual has chosen to forsake the familiar and the comfortable in the pursuit of higher goals. He is embarking upon the spiritual journey because he has not found deep satisfaction in the things of the world, the things with which he is familiar."
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Post by Deleted on May 11, 2017 2:44:09 GMT
You should continue this, I feel it is your best work ,you rock Caylus Ark .
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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2017 2:23:02 GMT
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Post by Caylus Ark on May 22, 2017 16:41:48 GMT
“The magician is the ultimate charlatan. For in his games, he fools the
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Post by Caylus Ark on May 22, 2017 16:43:04 GMT
You should continue this, I feel it is your best work ,you rock Caylus Ark . I will pick it back up soon. Very soon. Needed time to settle. There is much more that needs telling. |
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Post by phoeniX on Nov 8, 2017 16:31:56 GMT
Still amazed by this whole thread...
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Post by Caylus Ark on Jan 11, 2018 18:21:53 GMT
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Post by Caylus Ark on Jan 14, 2018 7:29:05 GMT
"I left, but you kept calling to me.
'we are waiting' is what you said to me"
I turned my back on this game, but you keep
dragging me back to the drawing board."
"I was contained and my body was far away, but I could not turn away from my soul"
"it just kept pouring into me, showing me the heroes we were supposed to be"
-Rumi
"I was far away, I was in a labyrinth. How did you hear me, too? How did you remember who I was?
I didn't even know, and you kept showing me my light"
"even while I was trapped there, I saw the whole thing
I saw the war in the psychic world, and I fought,
even though you didn't see me there"
"I played the wildcard, my love.
don't you see it was you?
I fought for you like a dark knight,
like a dark star."
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