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I think Goku is in Mexico

I gave myself a Christmas present and finished my 3rd boardgame, one day I’ll play with you cyber people and bet beers and bears and stuff.

Silencio. (via dpxh)

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Nothing else will enter or leave the portal. It’s closed. Now it’s your turn to find a way inside yourself if you want to escape. There’s no hope for those without a dream, without a vibrant love for what is real. Stay calm and the portal will open when you’re ready. On another realm. 

Seconds after the ravenous wind completely ravaged part of the jungle that guarded the entrance to the forgotten realm of the Soul Scavengers,  a thick red fog appeared like if summoned with some magic spell. Pulsating dim lights followed and a raven song broke into the crimson cloud that covered our eyes. I sensed a distant beat on my feet, the ground was announcing the arrival of something big, something wild, something sacred. The fog receded for a few seconds and we saw a path. We walked forward as precisely as we could among the dark jungle and when we finally left the red mist behind, we were able to see a bit clearer. We heard the roar of the Hidden Sea and we knew we were finally close to the Blood Cliff, waiting for us with its grim red glow thousands of steps away from here. We took a small break and felt the pulsations beneath us growing stronger and warning us of a distant hunter. We kept moving. 

This well is just as hollow, as a cold dead man’s fame. 

My hands tremble, I don’t know why. My mind crumbles, I’m still alive. My heart rumbles, I feel left aside. I’m one with everything but where am I? Nothing I say makes sense to me anymore, I try to protect my spirit by isolating my words from the outer world, but every second things get more confusing and I realize I’m just holding a rope that is not tied to anything. I believed that it would protect me when I was feeling lost but it broke the second I started walking, the second I moved forward. I was trying to escape, I should’ve let go of the rope since the first moment. I should’ve trusted my blind eye and kept moving forward until the wind brought me a scent of freedom from hidden realms. I don’t know what to do but I don’t care anymore. Whenever I let things unfold, I feel the embrace of truth and the fear that kept me moving in circles disappear. I’m guided by the ghosts of stars and dying atoms that explode and ring within my brain and heart. I’m a puppet. My will has no will at all. Just take me anywhere, I don’t care.