"OF FIRE AND ICE"

And All They Were Left With... Was Just An Old Soul....Who Came From Those Long Ago Days Of Old ...The Old Soul... Was Never To Actually Be Seen..... But Was Heard Loudly And Clear.... Whether The Silence Of The Storms That Were To Be.... Or Were Not To Be..... Gave Way To Bad Weather Or Good

In Times Of Turmoil... Or In Times Of Mis Understanding...The Old Soul Made Its Message Clear... To Those Who Could Channel The Understanding It Was Conveying....For The Old Soul Had Died A Thousand Deaths...Only To Be Reborn In A Different Form Each Time

Though Fire And Flood...... Caused The Maximum Amount Of Catastrophic Damage...The Life Forms Who Acted On The Old Souls Words...Stayed Loyal To The Words That Were Aimed At Them...And Only Them...
It Was The Time Of The Ice... And Of Fire...When The Life Forms Planet Was Still In Its Stage Of Forming... From An Infancy That Was Merely 1000 Years Young
........................................................................................................................................................................ The Volcanoes Spewed Their Fire... With Such Velocity... As The Ice Of The Time... Clung... For Its Survival... Upon The Tops Of The Single... Deep.... Vast Ocean... Which Covered A Swath The Size Of The Life Forms Living Space....Slowly Vanishing... Into The Steaming Forms Of Ghostly Apparitions.... That Rose To The High Mountains Of The Time Above

For Who Could Know..... If Life Was Everlasting...... Or Was Just A Moment ...From The Vastness Of A Yesterday Time.....Or Would Ever Come Into Being... As The Understanding... Which One Day... Would Come To Them... As The Old Soul Had Conveyed

All They Were Able To Know... Was That ...They Were Hungry....Not Just For The Food... That Gave Them Life...But For An Understanding Of The Knowledge..... They..... One Day..... Thought... Would Be Set Before Them ...In The Simplest Of Forms

The Sacrifice Of The Life Forms... To UnSeen Imaginations They Conjured Up....Never Produced What They Were... And Thought.... Would Be The Great Expectations Of Their Time
For......Every Circumstance Was Going Against The Thoughts Of The Old Souls Words And Wisdom

Yet...They Were To Be Given The Opportunity... To Receive The Knowledge..... Through Understanding The Reality Of The Mistake...That Was Set Before Them.....With The Consequences Residing Within Their Pastly Struggles Of Survival..... Until...Eventually... The Scars... Were Nothing More ...Than The Shadow... Of What They Used To Be

And Then..... From Its Infancy......And Well Into Time........ Until Its Eventual Death
Even With The Words From The Old Soul...Who Was Constantly Pouring The Knowledge It Had So Long Held Within
This Never Ending Saga Of The Life Forms.... Of The Struggles Of Survival.... Of The Misguided And Un Thoughtful Mistakes
Of The Discord.... And Mis Understandings.... Repeated... Over And Over
Continued Its Undying March On...... Into The Eternity............ Of A Future..................... Which Could Not.... And Wasnt To Exist
Until Yesterday.................................. Was Well On The Run









(And Although The Masses Hung The Unwelcome Sign Out)
(The Intended One.....Walked Right In Anyway)