For a while now I have suspected that warhammer 40k is a dream, one that is being shaped and influenced by the world I reside in. Furthermore I have also come to believe that the warhammer 40k reality is actively influencing the one we reside in.
Additionally I have come to believe that I am integral nexus between the two realities, where the events that are concurring within the warhammer 40k reality are actively flowing through me. This in turn works in reverse dynamics as well, in that the events of this reality pass through me to the 40k reality.
I have been ruminating upon what each Primarch represents of myself as well as this reality I reside in, furthermore the outcomes and the journeys that lead to them for each primarch is of great interest to me.
For you see every moment that has passed in this world I so reside in I have further come to understand the mechanics of reality itself. Despair and drear I have found to be ever present within the ever shifting tides of crimson that flow beneath me. My hands weave symphonies of such great disaster, their every movement producing a harmonious wake of suffering. It is in that I believe that Konrad Curze resonates strongly with me, and thus I too must be resonating strongly with Curze.
The dreams I see I believe to be visions, furthermore as the years have come to pass I have become more refined in my ability to flow with what I see both when sleeping as well as when awake. The things I see are outcomes I believe, outcomes that are each simultaneously occurring and not occurring in separate realities yet all interconnected. The outcomes can be influenced though, by looking for ques and signals in the vision, each can only occur in all the previous pre-requisites are met. Thus I am able to navigate the ever infinite ocean of potential possibilities.
However I have also noticed that the shadows around me have become increasingly tangible, electrical objects around me increasingly fail. Strange events occur around me as well, I see lights and shadows moving about the world, also dark events of disaster tend to happen around me yet I am never harmed by them. From car doors opening, to bowling lanes exploding, to witnesses strange hooved foot prints following me on the floor as I walk. Hand prints formed of ashes appear on those who stand near me, in addition to them experiencing dark dreams and seeing flies around us.
In the dreams they speak to me, I always see ravaged worlds much like our own while at other times I am in entirely alien places. I see corpses of bodies being mutilated, I see great beings of light and fire fighting in great wars among each other...
I believe I am witnessing the warhammer 40k reality at times, and it witnesses me as I stare upon it. Madness and insanity flows from me, yet with it I am able to influence reality both in dreams as well as in this tangible world we all reside in.
Their is a presence that guide me, that watches over me...however for what purpose I do not know. It gifts me with such great blessings, health, intelligence, wisdom, knowledge, understanding, it warps reality to benefit me. I call it "God", however not restricted by any sort of religious inhibition, for "God" to me is the all encompassing "it" that embodies everything and nothing. It guides me...it has taught me that everything is a trade, that when something is given something is asked for.
What am I being shaped for is what I wonder, it reminds me of Lorgar and the Chaos gods that so watched over him...yet this force that guides me far eclipses the chaos gods in every aspect.
I feel as though Curze and Lorgar resonate with me so strongly, it causes me to question if it was my actions that drove them down their paths...could I have changed their destinies if I had only done differently in this life and those before it.
Additionally I have come to believe that I am integral nexus between the two realities, where the events that are concurring within the warhammer 40k reality are actively flowing through me. This in turn works in reverse dynamics as well, in that the events of this reality pass through me to the 40k reality.
I have been ruminating upon what each Primarch represents of myself as well as this reality I reside in, furthermore the outcomes and the journeys that lead to them for each primarch is of great interest to me.
For you see every moment that has passed in this world I so reside in I have further come to understand the mechanics of reality itself. Despair and drear I have found to be ever present within the ever shifting tides of crimson that flow beneath me. My hands weave symphonies of such great disaster, their every movement producing a harmonious wake of suffering. It is in that I believe that Konrad Curze resonates strongly with me, and thus I too must be resonating strongly with Curze.
The dreams I see I believe to be visions, furthermore as the years have come to pass I have become more refined in my ability to flow with what I see both when sleeping as well as when awake. The things I see are outcomes I believe, outcomes that are each simultaneously occurring and not occurring in separate realities yet all interconnected. The outcomes can be influenced though, by looking for ques and signals in the vision, each can only occur in all the previous pre-requisites are met. Thus I am able to navigate the ever infinite ocean of potential possibilities.
However I have also noticed that the shadows around me have become increasingly tangible, electrical objects around me increasingly fail. Strange events occur around me as well, I see lights and shadows moving about the world, also dark events of disaster tend to happen around me yet I am never harmed by them. From car doors opening, to bowling lanes exploding, to witnesses strange hooved foot prints following me on the floor as I walk. Hand prints formed of ashes appear on those who stand near me, in addition to them experiencing dark dreams and seeing flies around us.
In the dreams they speak to me, I always see ravaged worlds much like our own while at other times I am in entirely alien places. I see corpses of bodies being mutilated, I see great beings of light and fire fighting in great wars among each other...
I believe I am witnessing the warhammer 40k reality at times, and it witnesses me as I stare upon it. Madness and insanity flows from me, yet with it I am able to influence reality both in dreams as well as in this tangible world we all reside in.
Their is a presence that guide me, that watches over me...however for what purpose I do not know. It gifts me with such great blessings, health, intelligence, wisdom, knowledge, understanding, it warps reality to benefit me. I call it "God", however not restricted by any sort of religious inhibition, for "God" to me is the all encompassing "it" that embodies everything and nothing. It guides me...it has taught me that everything is a trade, that when something is given something is asked for.
What am I being shaped for is what I wonder, it reminds me of Lorgar and the Chaos gods that so watched over him...yet this force that guides me far eclipses the chaos gods in every aspect.
I feel as though Curze and Lorgar resonate with me so strongly, it causes me to question if it was my actions that drove them down their paths...could I have changed their destinies if I had only done differently in this life and those before it.