The double year has passed and I have awoken from my slumber. My dreams of my sovereign nation are over and I have been painfully thrown back into the world of reality. A world where its minions, by their thousands, scurry around maintaining the perfect balance forged and acquired over time.
I have found myself wrenched from my former seat. Gagged and bound, the next time I saw the light, I saw a different surrounding. No longer can I touch the cleansing waters birthed of science, nor feel the stones veining with fond warmth. The waters and stones of my motherland. Though my new life is one that I knew, it is lonesome and distant. The unfamiliarity of familiarity. The comfort of a home, the joy of my peers, the love of a family. These are the three wonders of life that no pyramid can surmount.
I have returned to this land of bleakness, where the buildings are grey, the night dark and the day quieter. No song can speak my anguish, no cry my solitude. I left my heart in ancient time, the now, I live without it. Life was greater, now it is meek. Let me now be earth's minion, holding it up on pillars made of books and lack.
Notsnhoj
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