Moved by will alone...

[wolven7]

There is a wall in front of you.

This wall is the limit of all of your knowledge. It is the extent of your world, your universe.

This wall is the boundary of All That Is.

But... But it's a wall. Walls create the bounds of space, within space. Walls are only walls if there is something on the other side of them. Limits are only meaningful if they limit you from something.

And that means even more.

Even more to know. Even more to do, to see, become. Be. There is More.

So.

There is a wall in front of you. This wall is the boundary of All That Has Been.

What Has Been rests in your hands, your mind, your understanding. Know it's shapes.

They are remarkably like a chisel; strikingly like a sledge.

There is a Wall, in front of you.

Comments

[opalblack.livejournal.com]

Do you know the Minotaur's name?

[unknownbinaries.livejournal.com]

It's remarkably similar to my own. And yours, and his.

[catvincent.livejournal.com]

"So now you know the truth, Mister Murdoch..."

[wolven.livejournal.com]

"The only place home exists... is in your head. "

[karishi.livejournal.com]

It is mirrored.
Walking inside it feels no different from walking into All That Was, but with a changed perspective. Funny, that.

[wolven.livejournal.com]

It does kind of itch a little.