Half an Energy Divine

Eons ago there was a bet,
that gave birth to a legend.
It was between Life and Death,
and had to deal with the matters of the soul.
Death had proclaimed that once you die,
that is all, nothing more, and for eternity you lie.
Life then countered, “That’s not true
for a soul is half of an energy divine
when the two halves form a whole
they are stronger then us my dear friend Death,
for they rise above us, they outshine both of us.”

This debate went on for a millennia
before finally they decided to let
the Blind Angel of Fate determine who
was right in their judgment of the Human Soul.

She awakened to the pulse of the throbbing beat
that enshrouded her. Standing up slowly, she
could see nothing. Slowly her vision cleared
and she realized she was surrounded by little pinpoints
of light. The Pulse started again, with the lights
in counterpoint, but this time it had the accompaniment
of strings, every time they sounded she felt little
feathers running across her body. Instantly she was
covered in goose-bumps. Her feet start stamping
with the beat while she raises her hands in the air
every time the strings float through the air. Soon
she was lost with in herself, exploring herself, her
soul was now her outer casing, instead of residing
with in.

She danced.

Consciousness enveloped him with the low longing sound
of the cello. Softly in the distance he could hear the
thump … thump … thump of a beat immense in size. Slowly
the beat changed tempo. His being consumed by the sound he
started to move at first, so Seamlessly that one could not
tell if it were the man or the sound that increased in tempo
first. The Lonely cello bringing his soul to the surface of
his being like when deep ripples appear on the ocean’s surface
when something magnificent moves underneath.

Both of them danced in the darkness, neither one aware of the
other’s presences. Dancing for what seemed to be an eternity
or just a few moments.

Slowly they danced closer not aware of moving, only following
the music’s lead. The woman moving her arms up and down and back
and forth, the man waving his down by his waist while spinning
around. Closer … and closer … and still not touching
Until the man’s finger tips brush against the woman’s thigh.

The Music stopped suddenly.

They were aware!


The music resounded with a loud clash! The Dancing
became a frenzied mix of two bodies, intertwined
like strands of a rope. The friction between
their two bodies, the passion that ignited. A Sun’s
heat arouse between them, so that their bodies started melting


A soft rain fell cooling their bodies that were like molten
figures of Iron. When it cooled them it also forged them
into something stronger then before. So now nothing could
break them, nothing could tear them asunder.

The Angel of Fate then Spoke, “It is Time.”


The Energy coursed through their bodies.
Lighting every cell, so that they indeed did shine
like a sun. Their purity of the souls, the strength
of their love both shone.

As a testament to this fateful night, and to encourage
the human race the Angel of Fate put these glowing
souls into the pure stygian night sky. There they became
the first light that would shine through out the dark night.

As you can see, the Angel of Life had won the bet. He knew
the power of the Human soul, the power of love. And my
friend if you are still in doubt, one night just look up into
the sky and see the infinite stars shine.

Half an Energy Divine


Joined November 2007

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