Imperial Immortality

A minute that flashed like a smiling sunset; the darkness danced behind the small brown eyes, under the bright evening star.

Going into the panic of the night, full os shouts and tumult...for what? A deadly silence that envelops the lullabies of stone.Beside the angel, far from the devil and the deep blue sea.Strawberry intoxication will fill the narrow streets, bringing out forgotten wishes:

"Hurry away from the cliffs
A rose awaits you in bloom;
So white with tenderness
Resurrected for you to know her."

Truth is the promise of change: the sancitity of change, which is why, like the sea, we can never know it for change always eludes us.Oh, that does not mean we should not try! The hope our efforts bring are as tempting as vanity and as satisfying as lust.

Only the nomads of life can ever see all its corners!

"Windows hidden behind walls
Reflect nothing but emptiness,
And the hawthorns of malice
Are a reflection of emptiness."

If the ship won't raise its anchor and depart from the sheltered harbour, then travel through the spirit.Curse the banshees of the fire god and picture yourself afloat...upon the boat of peace.

Rome did not kill Ceaser; it made him immortal.Immortality delivered by stone, to be then written in stone and marble.Whatever the hand of Fate throws at you, make it into a grand testament to your name.Do not rest until your name is engraved in past, present and future.

...The hourglass is too foggy.