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Post by ShadowFox on Dec 16, 2015 0:35:09 GMT -6
Derreck sat upon a bench looking at the blue sky above. He could remember coming to this park for the last year, always trying to forget about the things in life he lost. Every time he would come here, he could just sit and relax, let the winds blow through his hair, let the smell of freshly cut grass move across his nose and allow the feelings of joy run through his mind.
The sounds of birds singing their songs and children playing at the sand pit made him realize that everything in life was not something to just let slip by.
He looked at his watch and eyed it with disbelief. Break time was over and it was time for him to get back to work.
After standing he stretched his back and grabbed his leather gloves, sliding them over his fingers. He made sure they were tight and walked to one of many garden areas of the park and began to pull weeds.
The park had been in disarray for a long time and he volunteered his time two a month to come and try to straighten up the things that were missed. Taking out the trash, pulling weeds and raking leaves that had fallen but had not been picked up. Today was gardening day. There were six gardens in this park, two running down each of the north and south borders while the other two lay at the east and west sides. Today he worked on the East end, pulling the unwanted from a garden of roses that had yet to bloom.
For hours he worked diligently, placing the pulled plants from the garden and placed them into a trash bag. As midday arrived, he grabbed the bag and placed it into a wagon, then walked to a picnic table where he decided to eat lunch.
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Post by linleen on Dec 16, 2015 15:46:16 GMT -6
LinLiEn enters drives into the parking lot and gets out of her car. It has been so long since she came to this park. She is thinking usually I come to help with the weeding and planting but her health has not allowed her to do this as a part of her volunteer hours as a master gardener. But now, she has come just to enjoy the view.
At home her own place is in disarray, for the same reason - she cannot do the things she loves, the things which have been her life for so long. The whole reason she chose her field was because of her love for the land and her connection to the earth. She draws strength from just being a part of making things grow, prosper, bloom and show the glory for which they were created. She has learned so much about life from doing this and draws comfort from the security of the continuation day after day, year after year - The book says it best - as long as earth continues, there will be springtime and harvest.
She walks in, expecting to find weeding that needs to be done but she is quite surprised to find things is such good order. Someone has been diligently working to clean the beds. She looks around to see if it is someone she knows. At last she sees a young man pulling weeds but she does not know him. She finds a nearby bench and sits down just to observe him working. Soon, she sees him pick up the bags and walk to the picnic table. She can tell he has been working for some time.
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Post by ShadowFox on Dec 16, 2015 16:18:00 GMT -6
Derreck got the feeling that someone was watching him. You know that on chill you get when the eyes of the world seem to be upon you. He shook his head trying to shake the feeling but it wouldn't go away. He looked around and after inspecting the people within close proximity, he locked onto someone sitting on a bench, who seemed to be watching him.
He stared for a moment, letting her realize she had been caught staring. She was at ease in this place. He did not know her, but he had the feeling that she was here for something else.
He smiled and waved, picking up his bagged lunch and began to make his way towards her, carrying a sandwich in one hand and his things in the other. As he approached, he gave a nod and smiled, giving off the impression that he did not know a stranger.
"Mind if I sit down? I seem to have one to many sandwiches here and could use some company. Want one?"
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Post by linleen on Dec 16, 2015 17:47:18 GMT -6
"Feel free to sit but I am not really hungry. Had a late breakfast this morning," LinLiEn said. But you go ahead and eat.
She began to ask questions as he started to eat his sandwiches, trying to see who he was. Are you the one who has cleaned up the beds so nicely? I do not remember seeing you before, but it has been some time since I came here. Sorry if I made you uncomfortable watching you. I was just enjoying watching someone else do something I enjoy doing. I have often weeded these beautiful beds in times past. What brings you here? Are you a new employee of the park? I was just a volunteer, she rambled on.
As she talked she was thinking of the things she missed so much and had lost the ability to do presently. She breathed deeply, inhaling the fresh air and feeling the aura of the place surrounding her. I notice that you seem to have good knowledge of what needs to be pulled. Are you a professional or have you had experience in the past?
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Post by linleen on Dec 16, 2015 19:40:03 GMT -6
Even as she makes small talk, she begins to sink into the aura and memory. She begins to think about the last three or four years and the journey she has been on. She had begun to experience some difficulty with her ability to function, losing some of her seemingly inexhaustible strength and ability. This led to some needed adjustments to her physical form and a period of weakness for recovery. As she had inquired, she was told by her commander that it was going to be 3 ½ of these earth years. It was a blow for there was much to be done in seeing the reestablishment of the kingdom force here and she would be out of action.
She was given a prophecy, but she had not yet cracked the coding. This was a struggle for the adjustments had affected her mental capacity causing it to be diminished. Her normal ability to draw strength from the earth resources had also diminished. She knew she is in the process of metamorphosis but struggled to try to rebuild her physical capacity. She was having to draw more on the spiritual capacity and yet her ability to draw on the unseen realm was also suffering. She was here in the park to try to find the quiet aura and think about where she is in this process.
She knew that she could not resume her warrior status and rejoin her task force until she was back at full functioning. What does she need to do so she can regain her strength and mental capacity? She must finish her part here before she can move into the next realm. She has missed her two companion watchers and wonders what is happening with them. And she needed insight into the decoding the prophecy.
She was brought back to present reality by this young stranger speaking.
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Post by ShadowFox on Dec 18, 2015 8:48:42 GMT -6
Smiling at her questions, he thought about each one before answering. "I used to come here when I was a bit younger, and over the years I got tired of seeing the place in shambles. So I decided to take action and get it cleaned up. This place is to nice to let fall to ruin."
Taking a bite of his sandwich, he thought a bit about what he actually knew about gardening. "Actually I have no idea what to pull and what not to pull.", pulling a cell phone from his pocket, he shook it from tilted it from side-to-side, "But when you have Google, you can do just about anything. I just do some research before pulling or planting.", said with a laugh.
He got the sense that she was in a different place. "What about you? What is it that draws you here?"
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Post by linleen on Dec 18, 2015 18:50:04 GMT -6
She laughs and exclaimed -Google! Well, guess I never thought about that! I thought since you were pulling so confidently you might have had some background experience. Me, has been my livelihood but I love it. I draw strength from participating in the cycle of life here on earth. It is fascinating how it is made to replenish life. That gives me joy, and I can certainly use more of that these days. I come here to enjoy the quiet, be away from that cycle at home and think. You live here? What about family?
With that she looked, at him as if she was trying to read what was inside. How old is he anyway? she thought and said, “You appear to be young and few young people do this unless it is their job.”
She really did not come here to make small talk with a stranger. Suddenly she came to attention. The message had come and she had begun processing in the usual way:
Spirit Realm; I hear the Voice call. I must step outside, beyond these walls. Do I enjoin the battle at the gate, Step up, take charge, and challenge fate?
I hear the call. I know the Voice. Soon now, time is coming to make the choice. Should I engage, to enter in? I must be strong, and sure, to win.
The battle begins now inside the mind, The Source of Strength there I must find. External power comes from within, On outward strength no more depend.
Hearing Voice must be sharp and clear For from His instructions I cannot veer. I must see beyond earthly veil, Or all I do will surely fail.
Now, to break away from earthly holds if I will reach the journey's goals, To walk this path, be strong and bold. The journey's arduous if truth be told.
I must think not now of earthly ways But lift my eyes above the haze, To reign in all the voices that surround And step out now into higher ground.
I opened the Book and begin to hear the Spirit calling, so loud and clear. “Lift up your eyes, and come up here. Enter the portal, leave earthly sphere.”
Then as usual, the clamor of life at home began to push in with its demands. Those who share her life do not see this side of her. This had prompted her to come here to process. She had to hear the rest of the message. So, who is this person and why is he here, why now now? Usually, it is quiet here and she seldom sees another person, much less makes conversation with them. With that she narrows her focus as she looks intently at him.
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Post by linleen on Dec 18, 2015 21:42:39 GMT -6
As she had been sitting in the quiet, watching this young man work, she had began to think back over the years to the beginning of the journey. She had grown up in a quiet, rural community, with family who were pioneers. They had moved in to purchase cleared land from timber companies. Her dad was a farmer and life was hard. They worked many hours so she had learned strength and perseverance from them. They were good, honest people and had strong faith that enabled them to endure the rigors of pioneering. They went to a local church, and she had learned their beliefs from birth. Life was pretty much routine for her growing up years. Yet she had been able to travel and had a curiosity about the world, perhaps more than most of her peers.
But she had had an encounter with the dark side of the spirit realm early. Her first memory of the nightmarish horrors was at 5. She was tormented as a child by dreams and overwhelming fear, seeing frightening beings, and indescribable sights which no one seemed to understand or be able to deal with. And since the dreams and fear continued into her adult life, she learned to cope with it, through the faith she had learned as a child. She had married a good man just out of high school, had children and her life perspective was pretty much the same as others from her community. He was aware of her fear, and was her protector, her comforter, but she never spoke of the things she saw although she knew he suspected it from some of the things he said. She expected to raise her children, see grandchildren and grow old as she had seen most do. But that was not to be her path. Suddenly her husband died, and life took a drastic change. No longer did she have his strength to lean on.
That was when her encounter with the Voice began. She had often read about Him in the pages of The Book. And she found life principles to live by in those years. But now The Voice began to speak to her, first from the pages, yet she could hear Him in her mind and He would give her specific direction. He took her as His own, saying He would provide for her and her children. And the fear stopped. Suddenly. It was just gone. No more nightmares. She still had dreams but not fearful ones. And provision began to come, often from unexpected sources, in unexpected ways. She also began to see things in The Book she had not seen before and she understood the meaning of what it said. It was like she had new eyes and ears to see and hear. And she began to realize not many around her did. Life had become both an adventure, and a challenge! She discovered many were not happy with what she was experiencing so she stopped sharing her experiences. But the far reaching journey had begun. And at that point, she had had no idea what was happening or where it would lead or the challenges she would face. She was totally unaware of who she was or what she was capable of. But she would soon begin to see and understand. Awareness had begun to arise in her. Much had happened over the years since that time.
Now at this point in time, she had reached a place where she began to face physical issues, mental deterioration and was feeling that her service might be over. She had a prophecy at that time, but no understanding of it, nor has her communication with The Voice been as frequent or profound. Just when she began to think that her journey is starting to come to an end, and her ability waned, suddenly things have taken a turn. She has begun to hear Him again in a fresh way, teaching her, comforting her, dealing with her grief and losses over these years. Over these last few months, new insight, new realms have begun to appear. Perhaps that is one of the reasons she has been on forced restriction, so she could gain new vision and understanding. Perhaps she needed adjustment or repairs in her current form. Perhaps a new direction or a new journey is beginning here at these crossroads. Whatever is happening, she desperately needs direction, and understanding that only The Voice can give. And she must find solitude so she can hear and focus.
But now she is focused on him, this young man she does not know, who has entered her world and space.
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Post by ShadowFox on Dec 23, 2015 13:51:42 GMT -6
Derreck worked quietly on the garden in front of him. It had been overgrown with weeds for quite some time. Every once in a awhile, he would pull his phone out and take a picture of a plant than either pull the plant or pull the weeds around it.
A slight wind blew through his black spikey hair, cooling his darkened tan skin. He stopped when the winds blew and looked to the elderly lady still sitting on the bench. "You've got to be kidding me.", he thought as he stared at her in disbelief.
He closed his eyes and seemed to focus on the world around him. He smiled slightly, then frowned as he looked to a street corner about a block away.
Four individuals looking like something out of a mobster movie, dressed in grey and black trench coats, wearing sun glasses and moving as though they were military trained.
"I didn't catch your name. My name is Derreck, most call me 'Sensorem'.", He stood quickly extending a hand in greeting, then looking at his watch.
"I was thinking about grabbing a drink at the local coffee shop. Think you might want to join? I figure since you are so far away from home, you might want to enjoy some company while you wait for transit."
With that statement, he looked at the four coated individuals as they seemed to be scattering out and talking to people, showing something that looked like a flyer to others that might be around them.
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Post by linleen on Dec 23, 2015 16:58:40 GMT -6
As he spoke, she wondered why would he think she was far from home, or waiting for transport? And where was the “coffee shop” he mentioned? She did not remember any coffee shop in the area. Sensorem? Sensory perception in other realms? Suddenly she remembers what she had just been thinking and hearing:
Learning new vision, new ways to see, Determining and discerning realities. With new vision comes a new view. What is false and what is true?
How does one walk now on “thin air”? What is the feel when nothing’s there? This is the stuff that blows human minds, All senses now used of a different kind.
Once you step through, you cannot return To the place of unknowing, the bridge is burned. Now you must trust your unseen guide For only He knows what lies inside.
Didn’t the prophecy say, all things new? There will come one who knows what to do. Put on your helmet, and take up the reins. Much could be lost if territory is not gained.
Prepare to speak with your ruby jaw Things I will show, that will fill you with awe. How you’re seen is not how you yourself see, In the unseen dimension of this reality.
Authority was given on water and land, These reins you hold there in your hand. Terror and fear not allowed in this place Or you will yield your authority, have no more grace.
Many want to be in the place you share But only I choose who will stand there. For you now see a fatherless generation, And for them you must have a good explanation.
"Ok," she says – as she thinks, maybe it is the red pill and the rabbit hole. She senses the aura is changing around her, and she says to Derrick, “Well young man, I will get my helmet and shall we take my chariot?” She smiles at him. “I do not remember any coffee shop and why on earth would they call you Sensorem? Guess I am about to find out.” With that she laughs and stands up, waiting for his directions. “By the way, I am called Lin-Li-En.”
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Post by ShadowFox on Dec 24, 2015 14:03:06 GMT -6
Derreck smiled and looked over his shoulder as a man in a trench coat meandered in their direction. He was carrying a small photo with a picture of two people on it. The first was of a man with lightly tanned skin and dark hair. (http://soulwardenx13.freeforums.net/thread/3/alexander-labeau-aka-zero). His eyes were purplish in hue and in the photo he seemed to be very angry. On the right, a blurry photo of seemed to be a man. (http://soulwardenx13.freeforums.net/thread/6/corwin-corin-jarus). “Excuse me.”, the man asked, “I am Agent Wittaker of the SEAPA, we have been informed that one of two of these men may be have been spotted in the area, could you please take a look at this and tell me if you know of them?” The man showed Derreck and Lin-li-En the photo, looking at them under scrutining eye for sign of other languages besides vocal. Derreck looked at the photo and recognized Alexander Labeau, but he did not know the other one. Pointing to the photo of Alex, he replied, “This guy has a computer repair shop on the east end, but I haven’t seen him. And that guy I’ve never seen.” The S.E.A.P.A. was the agency in charge of paranormal activities within the city and country. They were highly trained, highly mobile, and very quick to capture any of those who may have other worldly abilities. The agent pulled a card from his pocket and handed it to Derreck. “If you happen to see him again, please give us a call.”, with a nod, the man spun around and went to the next person he saw. Derreck shook his head and crumbled the card in his hand before stuffing it into his pocket and looking at Lin. “Your chariot it is. We’ll be heading to the west end of town. A little place called “Javas Café.” While they walked to her car, he explained the directions to get there, than used his phone to start the GPS. “Technology at it’s finest. And with this App, you can find the places that generally can’t be found.” the red pill... Java's Cafe
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