Tensai’s Sanctity

I’m still on my unbounded quest for the most precious gemstone… As I continue with my crossing, I now find myself walking on a vast plain, surrounded by rosebushes and poison ivies. For now, everything seems to go on smoothly as I follow the path to my precious destination. I got a swift burst of hope to attain what made me start the trip in the first place. It’s still floating like smoke in the horizon, but the image is getting clearer, and the sparks are getting brighter, almost more luminous than the sun. But even so, I’m still on my highest sentry, for lightning could strike at any moment and hit me straight to my face. I’m basically in that very familiar situation where I have to diddle my every step befittingly or suffer the grave consequences of ceaseless damnation in to the sacred silence of despondency and gloom. For now I’m thankful that the sweet precious gemstone is within my sight, and hopefully be rendered and placed in to my hands for my own deliverance of faith towards the world that I’m living in…

As I continue on with my journey towards the sweet, precious gemstone, I found myself lying on the ground surrounded by tall grass of maleficence… In a sudden notion of time, the gemstone was just in front of me. I tried grabbing it but the grass got hardened as rock, and even got harder when I tried to reach out for the gemstone… Then it slowly faded and I saw it slowly float away from my sight, back to where it stands… As I burst in to frustrations I then realized that I’m again on my own… and this time, like any other time, I find the gemstone seemingly too far away from my clutch and see myself alone again… Still baring the question in my heart whether to continue with it or tap out… But something from within is strongly telling me to uphold with the journey I started. That even though a lot of impediments are at my face, I have to carry on and keep on believing on the sole purpose of my yanking…

In a sudden burst of emotion, I failed to realize what I was supposed to be doing and supposed to know… I’m currently walking in a dark swamp, surrounded by tar pits and poisonous fumes, while staring at a highly ornamented piece of precious gemstone in a distance… I struggle to stride furiously towards a nearby tree for leverage and shelter but seemingly to no avail… Still staring to that gemstone, I took a deep breathe, like it’s the very last breathe that I’ll ever take and in a sudden notion of time, pulled myself out of the predicament that I myself chose to be in… Able to free myself from the tar, I continued strolling towards the precious gemstone, in hopes to obtain it, but still to no avail… Because try as I may, the gemstone seemingly tries to get out of my site, flying over a great bay of deceit and treachery, keeping my hands to take a solid grasp and feel the wonders of the precious gemstone… And then I started thinking… “Do I persist of carrying on? Or do I bail out whilst time is still at my side?”