The Initiate

The Initiate

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Reality is relative. The sky is blue. Most would agree this is true; they need only to look up to prove it to themselves. Take a pleasant evening walk, though, and you will watch your blue sky turn to colors of blazing flame or purple majesty. Your reality has just reshaped itself. If someone now asked you the same question, you wouldn't say the same. And the difference is only a few hours. There are those who simply surrender to whatever reality is presented to them. Some question the reality, but are not strong enough to break free from its grasp. Then there are those with a higher sort of power. This is the power of imagination. A person wielding formidable imagination has the ability to grab hold of reality, to twist it and mold it as he sees fit. Common people cannot realize this, because whenever imagination is used to alter reality, they accept the new facts they are given. They are weak. It is up to us, as the Chosen, to give them facts, hard truths their limited minds can cling to. We, however, are free. Free to go where others cannot: into the deepest recesses of our imagination. We are not without difficulty, however. We are still susceptible to others' imaginations. You must be strong; those more powerful or clever than you will force their reality upon you. You will become nothing more than a phantom of their creativity. No other conflict approaches the dire strife when imaginations go to war, because all other conflicts only ever existed within the imagination. The day of Reckoning shall come, and you must be ready. Good luck, we will be watching you. -Message from Teachers to Chosen Initiates
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Nothing in my life had ever made sense. They told me it was normal, I'd grow into who I was supposed to be, that things would get better; here I am now, going through the motions and wondering if this was really what I was destined to do for the rest of my life. Turns out, it wasn't. Nothing in my life had ever made sense but that was because my memories were fractured, pieces of a person I used to be, one I used to know lurking in the shadows of my dreams. I was just a normal guy trying to navigate the world but saying yes to everything and falling into the same monotony just wasn't cutting it anymore. I had a steady job, a pretty girl seemed interested in me and my 22nd birthday was coming up just before Christmas to give me something to look forward to. That all changed when I remembered her. I'd never forgotten her truly, blue was the only thing I knew and that Neptunian shade was so striking it stuck with me from the night she screamed at me in the rain but it wasn't until I found all the papers, the notes and crystals that I started to remember the world she lived in. One that wasn't my own and that had so much more to offer. It sounded crazy but I knew it was real and getting there, finding her and fixing the bridge that I'd unwittingly burned was going to be hard but I was ready to be more than a desk jockey typing my life away. I wanted to see the orange skies instead of the blue and find her sitting in a field of crystals again, staring at the stars.

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