fluid sacrifice still

The light of the evermore is seen not through my eyes nor anyone Else's here on this plane. No, the light of the evermore is carried through by the signs, the hallows, the recollections of past men that contain within themselves the same yearning and desire they have always had in their possession. They are unknown to us and only come in the form of reflections mixed with our imaginary capabilities. This is normal; these unseen things and feelings we have. The reasoning behind them is not fully understood, but sometimes on this plane the explanations we seek, and the ways of our inquiry, play a vital part in our inability to actualize any one explanation that seeks to incorporate everything. The light of the evermore is simply unseen. It is housed in the crevaces we walk on where the blood droplets congragate and tell their story fluidly. LLc 98.2