Fragments of the Cosmic College

School, Temple, Mountains of Evolution

Sophia joins me in the world of gods and demons

We sing songs and discuss ancient mysteries, myths, conflicts

Recurring and yet already settled, always in the eternal now of spirit

Becoming better through the constant art of synthesis of opposites

Compromise — Sublimation of conflict through cooperation and love

Affection and compassion bridging the difference between darkness

And light, sun and moon, male and female, art and science, love and hate

Running through the snowstorm again, chased by birds

A handsome gentleman dressed in crimson clothing

Albino skin and crystal clear blue eyes — On a journey

I call out to him, but immediately regret my action

He seems more dangerous the closer he gets, more

Than the black birds behind — I still want to be friendly

But he looks at me with obvious antipathy and hatred

Sophia makes love to me in the Waystation, making things complicated

Not just between us, but also with other companions and friends

Mutual and separate roommates and guests of the Waystation

In its largest form, impersonating a church from the outside

Mountain Temple — I climb through the deep underground tunnels

On my way to the top of the mountain paradise, holy waterfalls and cascades

Meeting place for friends, lovers, families — Many words of magic and wonder

Planes of reality combining together to create a crossroads — Center of myth

I find the entrance to the spiral staircase that leads to the summit

Temple of gods and demons, sacred ground, sanctuary for all sides

Of the eternal conflict between good and evil, light and darkness

Site of ancient and future power, connected to the heart of the Multiverse

Where we may find the world medicine to take back to our home

Helping our friends and family of the earth and sky and in between

Working for and towards Light, Balance, Truth, Love, Light, Life, Preservation

Against the chaos demons, serpents of the deep darkness, void beyond stars

We work with the gods and faeries forces of Light, Order in Chaos, Balance

The World of Eldren is our temporary yet eternal new home, yet we miss Earth

We try to return when we can, if we can — Always there are ways between worlds

And there is much to do in many places, fighting and learning, loving and changing

In the school of the Wizards of Light, I gain strength through knowledge and wisdom

Traveling in the Waystation, my friends and I work for the good of our will and others

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