Search A Light In The Darkness
'Forgotten Melodies'
“There are memories here. Of a life under a different sky. Not on this earth, this vital Gaia. But on another world relatively close by. A world which no longer adopts the same orbit as it did when this spirit walked its shores. A world devastated by war and pestilence; a shade of what it once was. But a bearer of life other than this world this spirit currently calls its home. The memories surface stronger now. Human eyes can gaze across the shores of this former home. But it offers no comfort as it has been distorted to a barely recognisable shadow of what was once home for this way-finder. There were numerous existences lived there by this spirit. Indeed it recalls the history lost in time. The memories are strong, but the spirit does not deceive its outer shell. It recalls with certainty this other world. It insistently states that live endures still on this world. It shows the outer shell the parts of the other world it once knew in a better time. In times before the conflicts and natural disasters came and out of desperation survivors had to escape their home … to journey to the other world. But many remained, and their descendants have endured. Human eyes now for this spirit, a former inhabitant of the other world, who was one of those who fled the beleaguered world … bringing with it the legacy of the other world. Traditions and beliefs from a former home; traditions not dissimilar to those it found on its new home world. For it discovered the peoples of the other world actually worshipped the same ‘gods’ but under different names; the peoples of the other world had been seeded by the same gods and taught the same. Thus cultures were similar though not the same. The inhabitants of the new home world reluctant to accept the refugees readily; rejecting their presence in the early years …..”
“There are memories here. Of a life under a different sky. Not on this earth, this vital Gaia. But on another world relatively close by. A world which no longer adopts the same orbit as it did when this spirit walked its shores. A world devastated by war and pestilence; a shade of what it once was. But a bearer of life other than this world this spirit currently calls its home. The memories surface stronger now. Human eyes can gaze across the shores of this former home. But it offers no comfort as it has been distorted to a barely recognisable shadow of what was once home for this way-finder. There were numerous existences lived there by this spirit. Indeed it recalls the history lost in time. The memories are strong, but the spirit does not deceive its outer shell. It recalls with certainty this other world. It insistently states that live endures still on this world. It shows the outer shell the parts of the other world it once knew in a better time. In times before the conflicts and natural disasters came and out of desperation survivors had to escape their home … to journey to the other world. But many remained, and their descendants have endured. Human eyes now for this spirit, a former inhabitant of the other world, who was one of those who fled the beleaguered world … bringing with it the legacy of the other world. Traditions and beliefs from a former home; traditions not dissimilar to those it found on its new home world. For it discovered the peoples of the other world actually worshipped the same ‘gods’ but under different names; the peoples of the other world had been seeded by the same gods and taught the same. Thus cultures were similar though not the same. The inhabitants of the new home world reluctant to accept the refugees readily; rejecting their presence in the early years …..” 