The Child Armed With a Book

The child has waited patiently to burst forth. The child received the mysterious calling at 6:18. An unknown calling had awoken the child from slumber.The child kissed and hugged the queen and bid her farewell. The child lived in that moment, for that moment was eternity. The child felt the love, the warmth, and the comfort of his queen.

Who is this child? I am you. And you are me. For we are all one in separate entities, from the diversity of the seen, to the diversity of the unseen.

The child who was destined to be the ancient warrior, the child that felt no fear, and the child with the biggest heart; for this child felt love and serenity in the arms of his queen.

The child shed a tear in the eye of the unseen, he whispered in her ear the words that came from his soul, "I love you". He meant every word, every breath, for he was not talking to her mortal flesh, but to her soul.

The child armed with a book, a recording eye, and a piece filled with greens, departed from his queen.

The child left in conquest of peace and planned to disarm all who pose a threat to children. The moment he departed, he transformed from the child into the ancient warrior destined to bring a higher spiritual plane to the Mother Earth realm.

He first set out to the west; where the ocean was calling to him. He was able to see and listen to the waves. The ancient warrior who was reawakened felt the light upon him. He watched the birds soar high. They glided the winds and rode on the faces of the waves. "So fresh, so clean", like Outkast.

He indulged himself in a book that would forever shape his mind...