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Monday 11 December 2017

Thoughts On The Return To Albion

AVEBURY
The energy is troubled, laden with malice. Tentacles of ice tough the outer reaches of my mind. Thoughts are hard to create. because of the hive mind algorithms in the very air itself.

This land is not the same as the land left behind nine years ago. Malevolence has somehow gained the upper hand, and its denizens have advanced their agenda ten thousand fold since the last time this shore was a permanent home.

Back then, it was some much easier to define a sacred space; lift the energy, and call on the veil of invisibility to hide away private thoughts. But now hoards of invisible lurkers pervade that summoned space, dispersing that calmness in an instance.

The place has become a realm of madness and a genuine menace lurks just beneath the surface, as the administrator's agents cull the ancient enchantment of Albion. The magic must still exist, somewhere, as it cannot be completely destroyed. But, the negative powers of the Archons is a real force now in this realm.

Sadness and despair are active emotions. As a servitude to the unknown rulers, those to whom we are seemingly in debt to, takes charge. And life becomes the conveyor belt, or the water wheel, turning and turning to keep our heads above the water. We stay afloat, but journeys to magical places are not on the agenda. And the energy of the holographic body's circuit feels flat. Algorithmic patterns of constant tiredness prevail.

However, this mould will be broken, as the trapped Infinite Awareness merely experiences the effects to understand. To comprehend the reasons for this return to Albion.