The Prophet of Arm's Reach (Patreon)

Good afternoon my dears. I hope you are doing well today! Got back not too long ago from an interview today, and as always I am deeply hopeful with fingers crossed and breath bated. Let's hope some magic happens here. Speaking of which..

I decided to work upon a piece that I refer " The Prophet of Arm's Reach " 

It comes with a dream

The accused stand helpless before themselves, the judge

Their hearts undecided,  determined to know right from wrong

And in one cruel act

With little room for knowledge or mercy

Life is suddenly decided 

A shadow stood on my path. A bundle of violent, sharp lights bundled beneath darkness. I went my life as a warrior so that I would know weakness and strength. To know the vulnerability of all who walked with me. These shadows however. They are scholars, whom have none. No entry for fear of death to enter. It leans to me. 

"Do not be so partial to your disagreements. Are you to be a judge of your worth, then you must apply distinction. Where society ends, so too shall the weight of the judge end with it where nature begins." 

Do not be so easily treacherous to yourself. So compelled to spiral in the human world by only comparing to another. You must be compelled to understand, unbound, what you want seen. What you see as beauty, what you see as joy, what you see as you. Seek this distinction, and that which agrees will be your truth.

" When the void opens to your company.... Did you do well or did you squander your existence? Only you shall have a say. " 

Tread carefully near a prophet's words. They can empty a soul until all that is left is the truth.