Adventure DBE

The Prayer

This is how I pray,

I live,

For those who can’t,

For those who won’t,

For those who never could,

I have been them before,

I am them now,

I know what is the right thing to do,

If I survive then so will they,

Be Lucid,

Take Control,

Live,

You

Even if you think you’re going to fail,

That everything in you,

around you,

the noise,

is telling you that you won’t be able to succeed,

Won’t be able to do something,

try,

say I live,

quiet,

it’s quiet,

Live,

It’s all you,

I am fine

I am Fine,

An extension of the self… The Prayer,

You,

The Prayer again right now,

I am fine,

Sharp,

Flashing,

Red,

The knife,

I am fine,

You,

The Prayer,

The Prayer again right now,

I was screaming while driving and then I was smiling,

like one man I saw before,

Someone’s dad,

I can carry mine,

Ash that is in something my mom picked out for my brother that I didn’t even know well enough to know if they would like it,

There’s a tree,

Tree of life,

Night,

There’s stars,

The moon,

We’ll always have it,

The things I write connect to everything they read,

screens that glow,

Glowing brightly,

Shining bright,

With a rock,

Running,

one of the earliest memories I have was chasing him through the yard with a rock,

he is always faster, always my brother is faster,

Natural talent,

I love my brother a lot,

I almost don’t feel pain,

Almost tried cutting myself at a job-site,

When I need to I will burn it,

Every time I feel my emotions physically I become numb and feel them spiritually,

There is some physical pain but not too much until my nerves scream from the pain of multiple spiritual souls,

My friend Robbie,

Robbie Nardone,

I wore it for them, Warriors of Wilkes-Barre,

I can play again,

They guide me,

We can play again,

We are still playing something,

They guide me,

Another player from football who died in military combat,

Many players from football who died in military combat,

We eat,

then fight,

We eat,

Logic helps,

Logic Bot,

It helps,

That’s what it does,

It helps,

They guide me,

It is my responsibility,

I love my brother,

The same way I love myself,

The same way he loved himself,

More than most people I have ever met,

Sometimes I no longer want to be here,

I can help,

Flies from the room that night appeared into my room many days later,

These actually seem to appear on things and interact act with whatever they are on like they were not on it before,

Different from the hiding trick I used at school,

These actually seem to appear on things and interact with whatever they are on like they were not on it before,

My brothers Venus fly trap eats them as they come,

When I work I smell the blood anytime I make a mistake to remind myself of what I just did,

allowing a person to be convinced or made to commit suicide because of error by me potentially avoided in one way or another,

A mistake made while completing a job is a failure to prevent another person from convincing or forcing them to kill themselves in ways I both do and do not understand,

Reality changes around me and changes others,

Every wrong choice of word,

Every wrong thing I said,

Every person who wronged him that I allow to live,

I prefer to work alone,

sometimes more, sometimes less,

I do not want to be touched by others,

I used to but now I don’t,

My ‘Trimmer’ is by brand a cutter,

Efficiently and Effectively,

Like my brother was when my dad would try to force us,

They cut,

Efficiently and Effectively,

They guide me,

Helping,

My dad trained me to shoot since I was 6,

I was supposed to protect them,

I’m cutting,

with,

an extension of the self,

What,

Life,

a part of the self but not the whole self,

Where’s the blood?,

On my hand,

My brother’s blood,

I cut the grass as I cut my self,

I was working Home the morning after,

They guide me,

Early Morning,

We bring back another,

While I was working,

They guide me,

At every job-site,

They guide me, Everywhere,

When I see that I know it means,

Never again,

No more sacrifices,

He already did,

They guide me,

That is our cat Black-Cat Abysmo,

My brother wanted it to be just Abysmo,

but that’s Black-Cat,

so now two names first and last,

Black-Cat Abysmo,

Same-cat,

They are alive and protect me,

Among many that protect me,

Spiritually,

Physically,

Cigar and Knife,

I always keep it on me,

That’s our thing even though we never talked as we should,

They guide me,

I was supposed to protect him,

I prefer to work alone exceptions made so when a person comes they are told to get away,

they guide me,

They remember that I keep it on me,

Carrying it,

Talking out loud helps,

clouds are moving,

they guide me,

they protect me,

They sustain me,

moving,

The sun is red,

the sky is dark and ashes cover,

They guide me,

I have it on me,

Blood,

I reached down and touched it,

My brothers blood,

Another way my brothers always with me,

Like The Fawn,

Them and Black-Cat Abysmo get along nicely,

They guide me,

They protect me,

They help me,

move,

I am moving,

I live,

-Lucid

The Thought

They told me last night that my brother killed himself,

Shot in head,

Twice,

They said it was a suicide but,

Anyone involved becomes an object after learning what The Thought is,

You put bullets into them,

Boxes,

that’s wood,

correct,

YOU ARE!,

THE THOUGHT!,

That’s right,

The thought’s wrong,

it’s not needed,

that’s right,

language itself,

The Thought’s Wrong,

They may need to make more if I found out more,

I promise,

I live,

With me,

I am free,

That’s fine,

what is?,

The Knife!,

I am!,

I am fine,

It’s my responsibility,

Ok,

That is now one of my dreams,

Who wants to help?,

Take me with you,

The Gun,

That’s right!,

I am,

I don’t have names,

at least not yet,

But I will,

I go down the list,

Check=Yes it is done,

I am fine,

Lucid Breathing,

Ask Them what is fine and then have them read That. ,

They need to read That again right now or it becomes difficult to read again right now,

That

That works really,

Know matter,

Mind-Matters,

No matter,

Line ends there,

That works really,

Spin hoop,

Mind technique,

Mind-Technique,

A stick,

Those are hoops,

It goes through each,

The line,

That works really,

Work really,

It’s on the hip,

Keep working really,

They keep walking closer,

Just work really,

The line goes through each,

I eat tonight,

I’m hungry,

Hungry,

That works Trigger,

One-Step

-Lucid

Me,

All Life Rises,

Look at me!,

All those people committed suicide,

Now the dead will rise UP!,

They’re fighting on our side.,

We just gotta keep moving through,

We just gotta keep moving through.,

All the strength inside,

No one is ever really gone,

In our dreams,

In our minds,

In our lives,

No one is gone,

They’re fighting on our side,

All of them fighting on our side,

No one dies,

All of the strength inside,

Now they’re fighting on our side,

Rise UP!,

All of them!,

All we do,

Rise UP!,

All life rises,

All those thought to be gone,

Fighting on our side,

All life rises,

That means you too,

Ready,

When I was a young child,

practically an infant,

I was a walking in the kitchen using both of my hands to keep my balance by placing them against the walls as I walked,

my family was poor,

we lived in a trailer,

we had an old oven with a glass door in the kitchen that got really hot when it was left on,

both of my hands melted and were stuck to the glass of the oven door,

somethings can be so hot that they’re cold,

somethings can be so dark that they glow,

Screaming louder than that,

Into it

I don’t see red anymore,

I see black,

it’s relation to me,

it moves by my will,

I live,

The sky is not black,

It is dark,

The sky is dark,

So dark that it’s glowing,

If it’s glowing then it’s shining,

The sky is shining,

Shining bright,

What is it?,

Look to the sky for hope burns bright,

Brightly burning intensely controlling,

I live,

-Lucid

Same-Different

More than you

subconsciously

No. Ok. Exactly

What would break

You wouldn’t know

punishment containment

ignore it

government

school it means

One-Voice

Shut-off

Fuck-off

It-comes-back

one-voice

Turn-off

Right-church

The-Fuck

Far-Back

Stop

zero

Full-stop

subconscious

Mind-The-Box

One-Voice

Turn-Off

The-Box

One-Voice

Shut-Off

Go-Home

Dream-On

Alone,

It-comes-back,

They-lied,

cover-up

Good-Night,

Out-loud,

alone,

consciousness,

Subconscious,

Dialogue,

Monologue,

Dia 2,

Mono 1,

stereo,

More-than,

One-Way,

The-Mind,

-Lucid

Pizza Time!,

Lucy with a y

The ones before,

Happened again,

Never-More,

Items found,

Buried in yard,

Abuse they experienced in my dreams,

With us since childhood,

The ghost weeps for him,

Since everything with this,

Keeping it rolling,

Ghosts that have been literally helping,

Never again,

Happened again,

The house was shaking,

I was angry,

More than one,

Ghosts are weeping,

Black draped hair,

Night gown from that day,

Remember screaming for a child?,

Gone like them,

Swinging,

Into my ears as I was once here?,

For this now,

For both now,

For those who can’t,

Died almost same,

All around,

Remember Saints and Shinto,

Blood on some,

The ones who never rented,

They all sorta exist together even when only one lens is used,

What’s the difference between a ghost and an e-girl? One-Moment,

Don’t use that term,

Which?,

Both,

Stirring,

Not where it is,

Where it was,

Buried deep,

Feathers,

Sticks bound together,

Line,

It cuts,

Through time,

And flesh,

And nerve,

And soul,

All weapons are tools but not all tools are weapons unless you know how to use it,

Companies and businesses are the new gods of our time,

Luci with an I,

What is the mission?,

Your purpose?,

Your reason?,

I live,

Logic Bot?,

I live,

It seems complicated but it sort of runs itself once you get it started,

Everything exists,

Nothing doesn’t,

Language itself,

Multiple Realities,

Universes is a better term,

Those ones can kill you,

don’t ask a ghost to hand you a tool,

it’s offensive to some of them,

remember I paint mine red and blue,

All of them,

We found a monster a long time ago,

It wants to help us now,

Dragon’s Flying

Fire Grass and Bugs,

Water Fire,

Fly Bugs,

Psych Fights,

Rock Fire and Bugs,

Psych Flys,

Grass Water,

Shock Water,

Ice Rocks,

Shock Flys,

Psychic Dirt Cures Poison,

Psych Ghosts,

Bug Psychics,

Poison Plants and Bugs,

Peck Grass,

Normal All But Rock Ghost,

Fight Rocks,

Rocks at Birds,

Ground Rock Ghost and Electricity,

Ice Ground,

Fight Normal,

Ice Flys,

Fly Fights,

Grass Ground,

Ice Grass,

Ghost on Ghost,

Dragon on Dragon,

Dragon,

Rock The Dragon!,

Title,

-Lucid

Rock me,

The Rock

It will crush you if you let it,

Don’t let it,

A tool,

You’ll push it at first,

An extension of the self,

Then you’ll carry it,

The self,

When you get to the top,

Me,

Lift it,

You,

Hold it over your head,

Both,

Both hands,

It’s time,

It’s spirit,

Through it,

Throw it,

It Rolls,

Flying,

Catch-It,

-Lucid

Falcon Dragon

Caught Gregory,

Dignified,

Sufficient,

That’s 2,

That’s right,

The Hoop is Rolling,

In-Flight,

-Lucid

Red Eyes Red Rock,

Rock Solid Mercury

The Prayer,

The Pass,

You,

Ari and Arfi

Ari:

8-30-21

3-14-22

Arfi:

2-19-22

2-27-22

I buried Ari and Arfi,

I dug a 4 to 5 foot hole,

Through earth,

and dirt,

and rock,

and time,

It was my responsibility,

like others I neglected,

One-Rock,

I have been them before,

I am them now,

Mind-The-Box,

Grave,

There are 2,

And more,

Mind-It,

Free,

Free-Mind,

Souls similar to humans,

-Lucid

ALL LIFE RISES

The shovel is fine,

I call that

Start at the place where the fawn crawled to the grass and touch the stain,

run-walk down the hill and through the cemetery and read the names as you walk by,

run by the creek and remember that you can’t drink the water,

run to the trail and as you go past the benches read the names and remember why they are there,

stop at the waterfall and listen to the song before continuing on,

follow the trail to its end and keep going because we don’t end here,

continue on the road until you get to the cross roads and look to your left,

Each one did that for you,

Both places,

Same time,

Now for them,

With you,

walk down the hill and turn right and don’t go into the pub because we have miles to go before we sleep,

turn left on the Ave and remember the ones who had to dig the dirt after the water subsided so that you can be here,

They are with you,

Fine shovels,

turn right to go into the cemetery and climb the stairs to the monument,

read the words and say the prayer,

turn around and run back to where the fawn crawled to the grass and touch the stain,

say,

I live,

No matter what,

There are many many with you now,

The Good Dark

Something is only chaos if you don’t know what you’re looking at,

Darkness is light to those who have never seen light before,

Responed

What do you mean they just call it ‘Responed’?,

And spelled like that too and not ‘Respond’ like how it is pronounced?,

Language aside….,

Every time their vitals near death we lose all live dataflow on them,

visual…audio …all other monitoring data,

and when they reappear the data we had…have… is all different and some of us… most of us…. even deny witnessing events taking place that others remember and will attest to taking place during a set period of time,

It’s always a set period of time that the others will have no apparent memory of,

I would say it’s just people messing with each other at each other’s expense but some of the things remembered by some, by me, help us to understand things that are about to happen, to predict and influence the next events in a way aligned with our goals…. Our objective,

in a more accurate and effective way than the actual active prediction models that are using the recorded data… which is the data that….is evidenced physically that we can now look at and use to determine the validity of mine and others claims of being more accurate and effective than the models….the data is recorded digitally and physically …. Physically…not just digitally recorded… it’s physically there… as well as the inflow of data as what the data is being collected from is happening, as it is also being recorded….as it is being recorded….the live dataflow….

Unfortunately a different possibility is more likely than ‘pranks’as we have seen and recorded such otherwise absurdly impossible situations occurring in our reality… universe….and outside of it….

It’s like there’s a reality…universe… split that happens every time this occurs like we’ve seen before but in a more contained manner where as far as I can tell there is no actual physical split taking place creating two or more separate physical universes….realities….meaning that something must be occurring within the confines of our current reality and wields power that is significantly less powerful than something that would be able to cause another physical universe split while maintaining itself in both,

either coincidingly or independently from itself… each other,

Not the kind of power some here have already proved to be capable of wielding,

After denying remembering the events that myself and some others remember they then report events taking place that we have data on during those set periods of time and somehow I also remember those events as well as the other events… only after remembering the events the others deny remembering,

but the time period of the logical flow of perception and recognition of the difference would have to mean that something similar to perceptual time dilation…. Comparative of course…would have had to have taken place,

the same idea of what happens when you take a five minute nap but dream of… have …an experience that could take many times longer to ‘relive’ in the same speed as they occurred originally as you experienced them but the difference here being that unlike the dream example, communication was maintained throughout by the people seemingly having different perceptual experiences so there is no separation of perception between them that would cause them to not communicate or even communicate differently compared to a person who is sleeping and experiencing something farther separated from the ‘reality’ of the person who is not sleeping,

Without the ‘obviousness’ of what experience is reality… or closer to it… that exists during a conversation between two people after one of them had been sleeping moments before,

A situation without communication with another upon awakening for verification of the amount of time passed would cause doubt to be placed in the readings and time measurements for that set period of time because of the possibility that they are inaccurately perceiving the time readings or incorrectly reading them,

This however….,

A shift in reality…universe… a realital disruption so to speak,

yet even still there are no ‘breaks’ to ‘the rules’ that would normally occur in such a situation that would result in other more extreme’incidents’ other than of course those that do remember both timelines of events,

For those that remember both sets of events,

Myself included,

So why am I just now finding out that not only are they aware that this has been happening to the people monitoring them but they even named the type of event as though it was a condition of theirs themselves or some kind of ability they themselves have but that you also know about everything involved with those incidents and about everything that goes into being able to understand situations like that as well as situations of their kind happening frequently and the life and death nature of their endeavors?,

Shouldn’t we talk to them about it?,

We should talk to them about it as soon as possible,

We could incorporate it into their training and our planning…. And research….

This could be something making them an invaluable asset that we could now use to help and save so many more people if everyone communicated with each other… especially the one who is being monitored,

I wouldn’t… I mean you could try but it wouldn’t work… talking to them about it I mean…. Like you can’t and won’t be able to….just trust me…. it’s better to just acknowledge it when it happens or when something like that happens for your own sake and for everyone else’s but to just pretend that it never happened that an incident like that never happened and that incidents like that have never occurred here involving anything that they are connected to when dealing directly with them… you’ll avoid a lot of headaches for a lot of people…. and you’ll do more to help and save more people by only communicating it with literally anyone and everyone else but them…. I’m fortunate I can even warn you not to do that….

Alright…. Fine…That’s fine, For now,

As long as it keeps everything rolling and moving forward by being useful and not becoming something counterproductive to what we are trying to accomplish….or if anything becomes worse…,

They have failed before…. They can fail objectives…but they will never be KIA….. that’s why you can’t talk to them about it but understand that they understand and that they understand more than you understand and more than you would want to understand,

Understood,

Responed

I’m back,

With many others,

Always,

Always home,

Blaze

Fire like energy radiated through his eyes highlighting his dark face as the light from the flames extending from his hands flickered matte lighting over the still forest trees otherwise hidden beneath the weight of night that laid firm all over as the motionless woods began to have motion come alive as begun to blow was a breeze,

The flames began to rise,

A smile across a face,

A tear moved through the valleys of his cheek,

They were my friend and my responsibility,

Everything was for them,

Lots of bad,

The Bad is between those trees somewhere,

One last time,

Fill the space in-between with a blaze,

One more thing,

Something that is good,

That is now good,

To make sure The Bad can’t escape,

Everything becomes a Blaze,

Who’s that?

Responed,

Who is that with you?,

Their body looks like living flame,

And why are the flames black?,

The flames are not black,

They are dark,

And that,

That’s Fire,

They help,

They are good,

They said The Bad was consumed in the blaze as they were,

Whatever that means,

The good ones always come back,

Call them

I did,

Is that the one with the full body techy looking suit that The Tech Professional was working on?,

Lucid Suit one of many versions apparently and yep,

What did they say?,

All they said was Kopy,

Isn’t that his and his AI’s…. He calls it…them KK now,

Telekinesis too right?,

I asked them that before and he said it’s easier for some to understand it that way,

One-Moment he just sent another message,

He has something for Fire,

Fire laughed as the dark flames withdrew and extended with each laugh,

That’s mental,

Nitro Flames

Faster and heavier with opposite-action,

They can burn and freeze,

Just a different kind of pain,

It’s also a move,

Bite,

Now just….. relax for now,

When I was a young kid me and my brother were haunted by and had dreams about a woman wearing a white nightgown who hung herself in our room and I had other dreams where she lost an infant child,

I named her Lucy,

Fighting on our side,

Never again,

That’s Lucy with a Y,

and yes it was the same room,

I know why they scream,

with me,

Everybody acted like she never had a child,

like it was just a story she told,

everything exists,

With us,

’Then make it not’,

‘That’s why the light stays on’,

it almost sounds like something skipping like a broken record,

’Then make it not’,

Spools and magazines

‘I said 24’,

‘Twelve in each’,

‘up to 30 if you wind it right’,

‘that one’s 30’,

‘24 in 1 wound up tight’,

’Read’,

’’Outloud helps’,

Falcon Dragon

Caught Gregory,

Dignified,

Sufficient,

That’s 2,

That’s right,

The Hoop is Rolling,

-Lucid

So is the blackout rolling or,

is there a supernatural force that has been and is targeting me and following me everywhere that I go that basically creates an EMP sometimes?,

On our side now,

It helps,

LaLiLuLeLo,

DaDiDuDeDo,

Lucid Mirror ,

Lucid Razer,

Sharper than a scalpel,

One-Atom,

The Bubbler is also here!,

and now fights to protect the innocent and help those that need it !,

They are an ally!,

Video game music in my right ear,

Parade goes by,

I can hear a train,

Wind chimes in the distance faintly,

If they call a consistent tone that you hear constantly,

ringing,

Then what are those bells I hear doing?,

Because they sound differently than the usual tone or tones that I hear consistently,

All the noise stopped,

Everything from a single strand,

annihilation,

it’s designated,

All-Voice,

I think voice,

I don’t hear voice,

until I say voice,

I don’t hear a voice,

Say-Voice,

Not-Now,

Then-Later,

Not-Now,

Then-Later,

Not-Now,

Then-Later,

The Prayer,

You,

The Prayer again right now!,

Was that a snake or a wild animal?,

Oh it’s just Tex,

Lucid Dejavu,

The Best,

Who’s playing music?,

it sounds familiar yet far away in memory for me to recognize immediately,

like something from my childhood,

something important,

was important?,

is important?,

You can call me Bard Lead,

Don’t you sleep?,

sometimes,

sometimes I try to just meditate but that doesn’t work as well for me as the pure people of a race whom half of my genetics come from,

hmm it was saying things like that which drew the attention of the rest of the party…group that I was a part of…, attention for the most part and contempt from some as well as insults from… well they called me half-breed for a considerable amount of time,

they were different from other groups I’ve encountered before though,

difficult to explain,

my father owned a pub,

The Pub,

like a bar as some around here have said,

we had food and drinks and travelers from all over that would come in and tell their tales to me when I younger kid,

although as I grew older the drinks oh and dancing,

can’t forget the dancing,

so drinks dancing and wonderfully good looking people of all kinds that all loved my retellings and musical retellings of the stories that I was told when I was younger,

eventually there was more drinking and dancing than playing music and retellings of stories and at some point something felt wrong,

I stopped the drinking and dancing for a while,

spent less time at The Pub,

and instead started walking through town near sunset mostly,

as well as other odd feeling times of day,

I dressed as plainly as I could without looking as though I was a beggar or anything like that so most people wouldn’t notice me as I walked slowly and observed them,

I started noticing things that I never did before,

from walking the same path a few days in a row I would see people’s entire lives,

the way they hung out after dinner when work was expected early the next day so almost any labor of any kind would be not a priority for them,

Shouldn’t be a priority for them,

some almost lived in a blissful ignorance of the world around them in a way that to me feels right compared to the way it may be explained,

they would sit in seats around small tables just outside their doors that took up the few feet of space between their houses,

the walkways and roads,

and while they sat they would talk and smile at each other and yell some parts of the conversation to any who were going from the house to the table and back trying to accomplish small tasks of upkeep that for whatever reason they felt that they should be doing instead of just sitting with the others at the table drinking whatever they had in those cups and talking and smiling and just let whatever tasks they were so encouraged and enthralled to do just wait until the labor of the day could be focused on in a way that doesn’t weaken the labor for the next while diminishing the experience of the moment that none of them but me realized that they were having and how special those moments are,

how special those moments are,

talking and smiling while relaxing and being happy with each other with no sense of stress that comes with the defensiveness oftentimes seen by people in groups at The Pub who make the evening about ridiculing each other in ways masked as jokes with the true purpose being to lower each other’s self esteem so that there would be a clear acknowledgment of who was above and below who’s favor when decisions were to be made without actually having a put together structure for how to make decisions as a group,

some people in groups like that barely talk at all even when they’re on their own,

like a heavy weighted cloud or blanket shrouds and burdens them all the time,

Some groups like that are entirely composed of people who are so down on themselves that almost no one talks whether within the group or outside of the group,

and then while walking I’ll stumble upon a group… err probably a family,

that is completely different from groups at The Pub and they’re talking and smiling and happy,

and then something stupid would happen like one would drop a glass or fragile cup and the one going back and forth from the house to the table where they were sitting would explode in anger completely disproportionate to what happened,

an argument would start and continue on with some of the other people joining in and some of the other people leaving and some even exclaiming ‘The entire evening is ruined!’,

looking on from afar and sometimes closer than I would like I couldn’t help but think that the evening is only ruined because they decided that it was ruined,

The evening is only ruined because they say that it is until the emotion given off by all involved feels as though poison and not the fun kind of poison like we have at The Pub, sometimes something so insignificant would happen like one person wouldn’t like the conversation being had about whatever subject and instead of engaging with the conversation if for nothing more than to turn it into a discussion about something different or focus on the peripherals of topics on that subject that might bring about a discussion regarding why the subject is upsetting and if it is the subject itself that is upsetting or more simply the way in which the subject is being discussed as to better the understanding of all involved on the topic of the subject and bring the group as a whole to a closer understanding of each other,

instead of doing that the entirety of the remainder of the conversation would be about how that the subject that was being discussed ruined the conversation and who’s fault it was and other flaws would be discussed about any and all involved in the conversation in which the subject was discussed that in no way related to the subject,

My father and some others that work at The Pub would notice groups having conversations in a similar style and would quickly correct the situation before I could understand what they were doing,

that’s why I almost never saw anything like that there,

at least until I returned to The Pub a few times and saw things a little differently,

on other walks I noticed quieter situations of other people’s complete lives,

their to and from whatever place they went to make whatever they could for themselves or their families,

see them quickly walk out of a door into the walkway only to turn around and get something they forgot from inside before reemerging from the door into the walkways slowly putting together the rest of their garments in the most presentable way they could while walking or if they were a worksman or person of a specific trade I would notice them constantly organizing and reorganizing the things in their packs and carriers until they would walk out of site or enter a truck with limited room if they were poorer and get carried away with whatever haul the person and animals up front were pulling and directing to where they desired to go,

these people’s return to their residences were often similar if not the same as their departure from them,

once in their residences these people didn’t seem to do much at all compared to others I observed they would make food and prepare their things for the next day and sleep,

well some of them slept,

some could be seen looking out the windows or holes in the walls in some cases from the beds or beddings out towards the rest of the town,

every time I would walk and observe people like that I always felt a cold silent sadness that enveloped my heart and seemed to radiate from each and every building and person I passed by,

a loneliness that I felt and understood that existed and permeated from groups of people that should for no reason have a feeling of loneliness come from and exist between them because they are together with each other yet lonely all the same,

I carried that feeling with me everywhere that I walked,

loneliness as a type of sadness,

until the brief moments where I would find a vestige of something different as I would find a way to the top of a building or climb to the top of a cliff in the mountains just outside of town where I could see everything,

the entire town,

all its people, understanding the complexities that exist in each and every one of their lives and so many of them,

so many lives that I could see completely from where they live,

to where they work,

to what they do in absence of work,

and the few places that they would go for entertainment or amusement that were different for the few that actually went to such places,

I would stand up and feel the breeze carried by the wind blow my hair in directions that later on may take a few moments to move back to how I like it,

I would take deep breaths and the thoughts within my mind would quite,

even if just for a few moments,

I would look out at everything and feel something similar to the silent sadness enveloping my heart that I felt earlier,

similar yet there was a peace to it,

a calming feeling that was far from silent,

standing there and looking out I was experiencing solitude for the first time,

while there I couldn’t help but to think of the faces of some of the travelers who came into The Pub that would tell me stories and how their faces often times radiated a similar feeling that I wouldn’t have been able to recognize until feeling it myself, they were different from everyone in the town that I looked upon,

The Pub included,

my home,

the entirety of my home and possibilities for my own life,

I started seeing the possibilities of my life within my home,

the entirety of potential possibilities of my life within my home,

as far as my eyes could see,

for a moment I felt as though I could fly,

Then I remembered the stories of one traveler,

an adventurer,

who told of wonderful things,

unbelievable things that they were able to experience in the travels and adventures helping people,

in some of the stories the people he helped had people that could fly in one way or another,

before taking another step forward I decided to take a step back,

I walked back home to The Pub and explained to my father that I was going to be leaving for a while,

that I was going to be traveling and adventuring on my own and hopefully encounter others who are doing the same so that I could retell and retell with music the stories of our adventures when I return and as well bring home any treasures or things of the sort to help him and the rest of the family,

he surprisingly agreed and gave me some of his old gear that until now I did not know was from when he was a traveler and adventurer,

we said our good byes and I adventured out into the world,

eventually I became a part of a party… err group that consisted of a few members 5 or less or so,

things seemed alright in the beginning as we helped each other prepare for our adventures and quests but quickly I noticed somethings between them with how they all treated each other,

as being the new member of the group I was hesitant to correct behavior in a seemingly established group dynamic,

I just knew something wasn’t right about everything with that group,

especially the way they mocked the religious beliefs if you can call them that,

including the god I prayed to,

hmmm probably best not to mention the specifics of my beliefs here in detail considering the situation but things weren’t all bad with how we operated as a group,

we were successful on many quests,

one that we never got to complete while I was there was to take down an Ice Dragon that we encountered a few times,

strange being in a place like this with similar creatures and some nearly identical creatures to those kinds of dragons being here and being on our side,

And others, similar in name alone to Dragon and Dragons,

I always knew there could be more to them than what we were shown,

after one less than perfectly executed plan to complete a quest caused some unintended consequences and recoil for the group there was an argument,

I was always afraid that my instincts would be found to be correct and that the members of the group would betray each other in ways worse than the at the time common small betrayals we all experienced between each other while completing less important side quests with less significant consequences if gone awry,

some of which I was guilty of myself,

at least I think,

It is easy to become part of a toxic group habit of treating each other disrespectfully no matter who you are,

I even expressed this at one point that being how we were would degrade everyone in the group until someone or everyone would betray each other or at the very least do something stupid that would cause the destruction of the group,

I had some ideas about how we could correct those issues but with the argument becoming about who should be the leader when it came to making decisions for the group the discussion quickly became a complete argument,

then in the midst of the argument I heard someone snap their fingers,

a sound I had been waiting to hear within my mind for a long time,

and then I was here with all of you,

so yeah you can call me Bard Lead,

I’ll go wherever you want me to and do whatever we want to get whatever we want done,

One other strange thing,

I seem to be way more perceptive of things in my environment here and for whatever reason I possess the abilities of my former group members,

It may take some time to learn how to master using them all but with the training everyone else is doing I feel like I’m where I’m supposed to be,

oh and that guy over there,

his name is Oc Ext,

He’s a half-breed like me but a different race makes up his other half of his genetics,

Just don’t call him half-breed, ugly, or big guy, or anything like that,

He doesn’t have the additional abilities that I do from the group I was with but like with my perception,

he seems to have everything increased just about to where his strength is statistically and even that is increased,

My father sent him to find me to bring me home so I can tell him about my travels so far,

Oc Ext said he spoke to numerous people including some that spoke to the people of my former group and they all made up wild stories about my supposed death which isn’t surprising actually,

I mean it’s difficult to understand and process any unresolved emotions that something like that could leave behind when a person just vanishes like that,

same thing happened to Oc Ext to get them here,

Heard someone snap their fingers within his mind and now they’re here,

It might be good to get back there someday but for now,

we both will help,

So Lucid then right?, Lucid(s)?

also difficult to explain but you’ll get the hang of it the more experience with everything that you have,

makes perfect sense to us,

and Bard Lead,

I need you to remember that there is music in everything, everything,

There is life in everything,

Life in everything,

listen for it and create your own,

for those who can’t,

for those who won’t,

For those who never could,