So much evil, so much discourage. The air is thick and slimy, suffocating. It gets to you, deep in you to the unexplored forgotten places of you. It baits, lures and draws your attention while you forget what is to be one. Once you forgot it becomes your sole beacon, full of darkness, altough you see him as a shining torch slowly swallowing everything you are as a one. Devours your feeling of being light, comfortable. It gluts your smile and smiles back at you with an innocent mischievious smile of its. It is like a baby who is much wittier and cunning than you'll ever be. But you don't percieve the air that it is exhaling, which surrounds you, becomes you.
I've yet to participate in an event where i could take an eye on it. Yet I feel near it, it waits me at the corner, ready to seduce me. But The One spoke to me, so it seems to me. He is, and he is worried. His majestic voice was independent, divine, almighty, allknowing and yet He does not need to remind me of his features. He just welcomes you back, His son. It seems to me that He does not care whether I choose It or Him, but highlighted that it does have it's consequences. I am free. The most daring situation I've ever been. It is all up to me. It is all up to you, dear Reader.
While I am sure that The One exists, I am not sure about It. I know that It is very deceitfull, so I must be aware of whom I trust my will, my free will. Nonetheless, even if It was in the place of The One, atleast it means that The One exists. So I am happy! I do not fear anymore, I am not alone, I was never alone.
