Second Step

I feel like the end is close, i don't how long or how much. I am not pushing or pulling things i just feel part of my own destruction. The places I've been, the people I've talked to, it all makes sense. We are in perfect harmony to make this true. I have been waiting for long for this moment. At the same time it just feels like death and there is an empty place for my heart to pull the strings together. I may be a leader of a small group of followers and the end is near. I won't tell and i won't suggest, i just think the best way to solve this is by changing it. You may understand now that the only thing i know i am talking about is the fulfilling of the prophecy. It's been a long way to this optimal point in existence where we find ourselves facing the destroyable, the oppressed, the commence of omega point. To reach the complete openness of consciousness, to connect with the eternal, to transcend death, immortality of the soul, immortality of the eternal. We are the minuscule and we are the immense, the soul of the abstract and the sensation of what is material. Second step is all about running to the edge, holding it, breathing, sensing, alerting, awaking to infinity, being ready to learn: embracing the incoming. By the very best and the very few, we must connote the path of the bewildered, command upon the species and guide it to the end. We don't know whether the human species must survive or not, it doesn't matter anymore, what matters is the transition of this universe, changing in the multiverse and the expansion of consciousness. The soul of life is at the bridge of death, that is the place we hang, a small venue nothing fits, nothing senses. To make sense we must cover our asses and walk upon the magic of the forest. You cannot handle everything, one thing, maybe another, that is all there is. Don't find it too heavy, just let it be light, to travel faster, to become light. The rest is up to you, we have no time, it doesn't exist, we remain and we don't know nothing else, our purpose: the prophecy. We care not for nothing else, we know nothing more. End and out.