the mirror crackd from side to side...

The mirror crackd from side to side…
Rapunzel…
Lear…cordelia…

The hair for the chain…
The watch for the comb…

I had a dream…

Once upon a time…

A girl lived in black and white…
A swordsman…
And she was on a mission…
To avenge her master…

She was sleeping…
And then awoke…

To a strange world…

Where the dream had shifted…

Her perceptions…
Senses confused…
Distorted…
Emotions, thoughts, incongruent…
From memory…
Idol race
She was no longer in black and white…

Her hair was no longer long…

Her eyes were no longer black…

The glass was cracked…

The jewel in her watch…

Was switched…

Yet revenge was in her heart…

Still…

The timing…

Delayed…

How to deal with it?
She was in a surreal…

Reality of fairy tale…

The princess…

In a moment of envy…

Trapped in a world of mosaic…

Yet longed for black and white…

And the exchange…

Unwillingly forced…

Or so she thought!

So she meticulously,

Swapped the ruby into her silver watch,
for the blue star into the gold watch.

It was the sign, though her voice
Was no longer hers.

Rebellion in the heart.

And then,

At the moment of fateful opportunity…

To sink the dagger into the enemy…

She realized…

That of her own volition…

The sword was double-edged…

And it was sharp to cut the hand that wore the watch…

And clean to gouge the eye that betrayed her senses…

And the enemy…

Was defeated…

The monster within…
Surrender…
Sam…son…
Redbeard’s heart…

And then I awoke.

To this current reality in which I tell you this story.

Dreams…

And still I remember…

The warrior…

The princess…

The betrayed…

The vengeful…

All swallowed up…

By the immortal,

Eternal,

Lover of my soul. Lord I ace

Who will lead me home.

Beyond all the struggles.

And so, I wait…

And I wade…

Though time

Waits for no man…

I am not bound,

By chronos,

Or distorted vision,

But only by The word.

Sharp and free.

Salvation. Remember. Ideal