Paths To the Foundry

The World is a testing ground to burn out impurity, a forge of sorts, sorting out infermity. A Threshing floor of chaff and wheat. The bread of life consuming your choices as you eat. Of it's variety, it's buffet of sensual self offerings. Alongside a table for the needy. An array of Mana or Ambrosia set aside to heal the self of fool's gold and flees. To fill on gratitude and integrity, and the rich cream of purity-Received as a just dessert upon your humility and charity. Instead of your reflected visage in the mirage of self in the deserted- Djinn cave of the greedy. This world is like a pole position, for the Afterlife, a checkered past to leave in the dust. But some people follow this World and it's Mobile Media of Man's-Church like it was a pacecar. Not caring to know, that it is only a Hearst leading to the pits. How is your stomach when you see ugliness? Our task is to put pieces together from strings of singularity to solidarity. Like a handmaiden, seamstress of the Shepherd of the flesh rendered word- Welcome Mat Salesman of clear-o-chord. Or a Fisher of Souls at the great Fiord. In the pool of souls there are inlets and outlets for irrigation. Fountains of the deep for the thirsty that need cultivation, calibration and sin filtration. To be yourself true then and look clearly through this mirror the vantage point -retreat- to your soul, as true seer-be pure in righteousness, (true equilibrium), and see-The wages and the toll. The far and the near. The Seven Seas- the waves and their roll. An Argonaut fighting against it's islands of temptations and it's carrying storms. Life is an opportunity for action and reaction in kind. The place where moments of truth define and refine. A place to be an Empath-Tracker-wielding a defenders sword- leading others to the right path- with action and good word. To in deed know, that we are here for each other, in the play by play, the blow by blow. Every single day-Will go to show- Virtue is the reflecting pool of righteousness in liguidity. How it gets it's legs and stands tall, sees itself, walking free. On a viranda laden path in the depths of an inverse Horizon overlooking Eternity. What a soul lives on. Is the journey that rewards and guides on. It's Element ary.