Phase Three

You have found something worth caring about...

As you make your way through time's path, you begin to make sense of its endless cycle. You form patterns and notice as the seasons come and go. You have learned of death's illusory grip on the people you still remember, millennia ago from distant dreams. You are happy, but something is still missing. As the itch in your soul grows, you begin to shape convictions in this paradise, empathizing over others who have still not reached conclusions.The purpose to your voyage becomes clear. You have heard the purest whisper turned to thunder. With this sacred song there exists a sliver of guilt and shame for leaving old friends behind. You now feel compelled to share this frequency of enlightenment with those around you, to pour out your thoughts to those who remain in their slumber, numb to the truth.

As the sacrificial tides are drawn closer, you begin to fear that an inevitable return will be met with silence. You have doubts, unsure if you will be heard. You are willing to make this sacrifice, to acknowledge the essence of faith.