《Cross Roads: Rebranding Chaos (Book Four)》Chapter 22
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For the people who care,
For as many years as I walked on this earth, I guess you could say I have lived in a wind tunnel. However, I wasn’t the only one who is living in one. I made a lot of reckless decisions in life. I’ve done a lot of good things; I saved people’s lives, I’ve killed my fair share and even saved my own a few times.
I’ve done a lot of bad things as well; I hurt my friends, I have ruined a lot of relationships, and of course, I hurt myself in the process. Five years ago, ever since that day, my whole life had changed.
I lived a long life, and even though I put a lot of things in my mind behind me. We were created to deal with such trauma and not let it bother us at such. But it did. As time went on, it became a second function, dealing with it. Excepting it. One day, when I found the truth for myself, secrets that the people who I trusted that hidden them away for me, I became hollow.
I promised myself I would be broken by anyone, only to be lied to and be broken by the same people who took care of me. But the sad truth is that I was cut from the beginning.
I was created to be broken, and for whatever reason, when I leave this world, I was going to be broken still. It was one of the main reasons why I had to burn that place to the ground so that the new breed and a new generation has a chance to live as one.
I realize for that only me to survive in this brave new world, I too have to redesign and rebuild to reclaim my old life. And when I did, I never wanted it back. Instead, my past life became obsolete.
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That there was way more out there than I ever realized. I was created for one purpose, and as I went to the abyss, only to come out different. Wiser, stronger, and more prepared. I found my new life.
Regardless of who I am and what I am in spite of who we all are, we are still so small. Before we can truly grasp the gravity of the threads as well as the beauty that surrounds our planet. We are so small, and no other life are we all alone in this life, or are we, in fact not alone either thought is terrifying for now.
All we know is that all injustices, political, religious, existence, theories, or truths; all loves, sorrows, hopes, and dreams. Extinct species like the dinosaurs and species yet to come to all pasts, presents, futures, thoughts, and actions only exist on our small and insignificant planet alone this sort of scale you genuinely start to think about what truly matters to you what doesn't matter anymore and would never do what you think.
So, what do we honestly know about ourselves, other than being different from one another? To be honest, not much, and we will never understand, not for a long time, at least.
A time that expands so much farther after yours and my own lifetime, the real question is, what can we figure out everything there is to know before Earth is destroyed by some random, miraculous, terrifyingly beautiful act of this thing that we call life.
After reading this letter, look up into the night sky and allow yourself to see more than you did before. Do not feel small, insignificant, unimportant, or pointless. Instead, be appreciative of your eyes, your brain, and your body; your own silent companions throughout your life for allowing you consciousness at such an extraordinary time.
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Where you and your fellow man-- regardless of who they are and what they are --can study these mysteries of existences together that are so far away and whatever you believe in don't allow this video for others to ever discourage that belief whether it be Gods, our Master, science, the paranormal or nothing.
Instead, combine the knowledge we do know of with your own beliefs and theories to see what depths of your own mind you can then explore. We, too, as human beings are made up of the same stuff of galaxies, maybe we're not supposed to know perhaps the true meaning of life while you have it is to simply give it some definition.
I should know. Never in thousands of years, I would find somebody in my life that would bring me so much joy and happiness. The beautiful part is I never asked for this person to come into my life, and when that person did, I simply changed my whole outlook. I have even learned to let go of my past and to forgive the people who hurt me the most and in turn, ask for forgiveness for those that I’ve hurt in the process.
The constant struggle of the thoughts that were weighing me down heavily on my mind and shoulders, I have let go in time. I never hated my master, but when that time came when I had to make a choice whether to be obedient and go back to the way things were or give everyone a chance to do something different. I chose the latter. Trust me, I’m still the same person you have hated and despised.
But make no mistake, this does not make me a weaker person because I am now in touch with my feelings. Now I truly know the real definition of life, which makes me more dangerous than you can ever imagine. I’ve learned a valuable and important lesson from my teachers from which I learned by example, Life means death and vice versa.
How can you appreciate life when all you ever do is take it? The question never really resonated with me until she came into my life. For years, I’ve taken life, only to preserve and protect life, even creating one unknowingly.
In my new position, I have learned from many monarchs and leaders before me. I’ve seen them all fail; it succeed. I will not force you to give me your hand in my new world. The days of yore are officially over.
Instead, you will humbly choose whether you will take place by my side to usher in a brand-new age. So, the question that I will ask you is the one that I even asked your own brother; will you get with the times, or will you be left behind? That is the only question I will ask of you.
Sincerely,
Bĕhēmōṯ Firas, Imperatoris De Neque
“Who in the fuck do you think you are?!” She growled while ripping the letter into pieces.
Adrian was not the one to be handed such ultimatums. With her twisted mind made up, she would go back to New York City and give the Imperatoris De Neque her answer personally.
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