Resonance

• Posted by Mortiferous May 2, 2016 - 2,586 views

  Breath and focus, the words bounce around in your mind, meaningless, but there. Dormant energy lies in these words as their potential flows through you. Take unto your very being the meaning of these words, the earth and sky speak as the Warrior Widow breathes life upon the words.

  As this new meaning flows through your mind, your body, your soul it grows more and more powerful. A roaring resonates throughout your mind, your body, your soul as the words consume you, at one with them you become. But, they slip from your grasp, your memory fails you, you have not grasped the Man Mothers words, nor the words of the Bones themselves.

  Again, the knowledge channels through your body, your meditation becomes more intense, light and dark conflict, life and death become one, heat and cold cease meaning, good and evil are inseparable, you cannot distinguish between the two. The kind words of the Kiss at the End come to you again, pushing out your lack of recognition, the Bones mutter their advice in strange tongues.

  The words float before your eyes, shimmering like the reflection of the moons on cloudless nights, you are embraced by the Goddess of the Storm, she whispers kind words like a breeze and the low rumbling of the Bones contrast with her soft whispers, these words are gaining meaning.

  The words flash before your eyes, vanish, then appear to flash again. For minutes this goes on, flash and vanish, flash and vanish, suddenly there is a pounding like mighty wings in the valleys, the Maiden of the Sky smiles at you as you learn, you are her pupil and she is your kindly teacher. 

  As your meditation deepens, so does your understanding, your definitions are aligning with those of the Bones, their murmuring grows louder and louder and lower and lower as your meanings intertwine, becoming almost indistinguishable from each other. With a final kiss from the Lady of the Sky you begin to soar.

  Your heart skips a beat, time stops for you and reality seems two-dimensional, dimensions twisting, reality stretching thin like paper as the words reveal their meaning, the words erupt to life before you, filling your very soul with their power, this power of old, of the Ancient Nords overtakes you.

  The sound of your inner voice resonates around your body like an echo in a cave, overwhelming your being as you are forced to cry out the words, you summon the power of The Voice as your Thu'um almost detonates and you speak the words

  "FUS RO DAH!"