The earth calls out to me
Without number
And it asks me
Not my name

But the future
I remember
And it tells me
It's the same

As the future
That it sees
As the feature
That it needs

And it asks me
But a favor
To take use of
All I steed

In my havoc
My esteem
But a maverick
In my dreams

And it does spin
Out of boundaries
To take us of
All with me

And we march
Under the banner
And we march
On forever

Trying to make
The world better
And better

The winter might be coming
Snow swiftly falling down
Spiraling in the summonings
Swirling hills around

Breaking open barriers
Suffocating on snow
The earth coughs up a cascade
And lets its silent flow

Settle as a bed of petals
Sink down to the ground
Low without regret or mention
In this world surrounds

Chrystal lakes and coated trees
Crackling shores by open seas
In the winter land is free
Philosophy is my home

When the sun rose this morning
I fell down my stairs
I never heard the warning
Stirred by lost nightmares
I saw stars in my head
I felt pain in my spine
I heard a silent dread
Contemplating my time

It left me where I stood
It let me down for good
A letter in the phrase
A soon forgotten face
Lesser one I could
Never do consume
Mention me
My good
Intune

The door to my haven
Is closed
Adored by the havens
I chose

To ask someone else
To kick in my door
A violent act
Never done before

We leave the peace behind
With only ease of mind
And the fellowship of soldiers
To warship us

But it had to be done
My buddy Jim it did
I swear this is no pun
But I kid

It moved, to Baka BT. A trilogy of long newsposts can be found here for those full of confusion and fear. No worries, the community will never tear, it will rest in it's new lair, forever and ever.