014 "To Know Itself Divine" by Abraxas 2009-12-28
We see only a shade of the infinite.
The gunfire of the cattlemen is drowned by a violent mixture of sound. A torrent exploding above. The earth trembling, sinking below. And a stampede detonating at the calamity.
My lightning knocks my father then splatters the wood of the roof - amid the smoke I tumble out of the crack.
"Father!" the voice of what I used to be shouts through whisper as I land within the courtyard.
Bolts of lightning attack the top of the enclave. Windows shatter. Walls gasp. The crack spreads.
I flee toward a hill while the men and the cattle swirl into a frenzy - they try to escape yet seem caught as if by a maelstrom.
The house tears like a bud about to bloom. A tower of fire replaces its flower. It appears the structure comes undone by the whirlwind - instead it sinks.
I know my strike is not capable of such a display. And while my friends bend the spirits as I do it is not enough. Human intervention alone is incapable of what I see. The spectacle takes my breath away and I quake, awed, at the sight of Nature naked.
The last of the house pokes out of the earth - the eagle, chained, fails to fly and it too is dragged into hell.
I wander dazed until I reach a tree. I am startled by a boy. Robes of red and orange. Engaging in a movement that urges a shriek out of my lips. The dance, shifting through time and space, seems to destroy and create together. Like tales of eastern Asian gods my uncle told me.
The face! It is that boy.
The wind stirs and when it calms I see nothing. Yet - although just a moment, an instant - I understand.
"Avatar..."
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