Code Name: Zeus
RDK

the boarder between life and earth was less distinct.

    Swirling particles illuminated the darkness, feigning shapes of creatures and larger images. He was alone. His eyes flickered with urgency through the two worlds. His left eye was calculating bitterly, half closed. It was unwavering, staring into both the shadows and light, looking for a clearly formed image or a physical trace.
The right eye was opening widely, burning red with deep emotion. It swayed through the shadow, loosing a sense of desire. Together his mind was intent on his goal, full of ideas of passion, rage and justice.
    He was reading the messages he had left himself in his memory, acting as they came along. He was chasing an illusionist, one which could slip through any crack left open. It was a creature only capable of draining the life around him, leaving a clouded imprint where he wreaked the world.


    The manifestations of the present situation were taking shape only in the shadows, drifting into enigmatic figures which he hoped only he could interpret.
    He saw a wolf take shape among the swirling particles, an interpretive figment of his memory. The dog was always confident in his actions, sure of its scent, yet only dangerous in the right condition. Andy tried to draw from the power of the wolf. It was displaying a message, leading him along his search for an illusionist.


    The illusionist was killing its prey. While the wolf was ready to share it with the pack, it would enter to find a disease consuming the fresh meat of the illusionists kill of which the wolves were unaware.
Andy saw the decay caused by the terrible beast and was ready to pounce before the illusionist struck its next victim. He was aware of another presence, of which he was trying to destroy.

    A Man
    The World- in a magical land, nothing is unexpected. The creatures are defined by their appearance, both through the image they create psychically and the physical space they consume.
    Its Content
    His Enemy
    The Battle
    A man who only sees what is out of the ordinary.
    The boy was peculiarly agile for such a young person, capable of evading and bounding through a field of objects. It was quite a surprise, still when he seemed to develop a tail, living and swaying with his every move. This sort of quality was both admirable and curious. Yet, it seemed so much a living part of him that it made the much of the world question his humanity. And let me tell you more about the tail.
    Andy was full of ambition. He knew he had to do whatever came to mind. He decided to go in search of this fictitious figure. He had to do whatever was in his psyche. Andy was to go in search of Venus.
He had to find whatever came to mind. He was going to fix his research to become in search of the man he had to find. All he had to do was fix the words to say whatever he wanted them to. He had to go in search of this man, and he had to do it now. He was going after a legend. He was going after a God. He was going after the sole man who walked the earth and knew it to its full extent.
This man was named Venus. This man was the only one who could fly. This man was the only one who could defeat the prime man of any element. This man was the only one who could talk to the earth and become better by processing whatever he thought as he thought it. This man could talk to Mother Nature. This person could talk to the world. This man could talk to the trees and the birds, and the nature.

    Venus was a legend. His story began in deepest crevice of the Earth, where, there was a man filled with the pressures of the world, forming a mega man who was as light as the air yet as heavy as the densest metal and rock.
He was protected by the roots of the tallest trees, and was built of purely living material. It was a legend that his whole body was expandable, so he could go to the size of a mountain. He was the earth, and couldn’t possibly exist because he would be everywhere and would crush all people with his immense power.
    He was true however because there has to be good in the world, and with it, there is an ultimately good person in the world, filled with the fewest sins of all time. He was left out in the cold, yet was warmed by his own transfer to others around him. It was never cold, although he was the warmest thing alive, because wherever he went, he spread warmth, thus making everything even greater. He was great, and a living thing of everything that had to make this world run. He learned from everyone yet no one could teach him the things he learned.
    He could feel the air below him. Everywhere, there was a little bit of air around. He could feel the air around him, below him, and above him. He took one hand and held it out, reaching out to no one at all. The other hand did the same, as he closed his eyes, and partially bent down, not letting his hands move to a lower altitude.
    He felt his stomach drop as the air took the place below his feet, rising along with him, making a seat for him to recline in. He was sitting in the air, letting his body stand on top of the air, cushioning his limbs, holding him up. It was a dropping sensation, as the air dropped below the body, letting him take up its empty space. He rose off the ground, then let the air move all around him as he rose and floated higher and forward.
    He moved twenty then thirty feet forward and higher and higher into the air. He looked down, knowing that his whole world was encompassing him with substance. He could move through the ground and the water and the air, which let him pass through at its will.

    The thoughts were pervasive. The young man scanned the air, sensing the trouble ahead. He could see behind the man, a swarming flock of dark birds gaining height and growing in numbers. This man was enraged about something, and Andy did not feel immediately ready to engage in a battle with the man.

    Today is a good day to stretch out and reach the desired people and thought. The mind is an assortment of bubbles. The eye of the mind trains into a track of knowledge and thought. Today is a good day to reach the end of the track, pushing further to the unknown, vibrating and stimulating the tangible conception which the mind grasps. Focus on letting yourself become one in a surrounding that supports your ideas and ambitions. Part of the tangible bubble is concrete and to be a part one must be at home in his surroundings. The uncertainties ripple and float around the firmly based knowledge. Any uncertainty can cloud one’s mind and leave his aspirations and own psychic demons to be destroyed.
    The firmly fixed facts make up the solid earth, yet so much is left to interpretation in the meeting of two people. The reality is based in the mind of the strong, the ones who will live on to tell the story from his own eyes. Yet to keep chaos from ensuing, each law of physical reality binds the earth with calm certainty. The mind however is free to roam the space around the certainty. While it too controls its own actions and reality, much is uncertain for the mind.
    Unfortunately, free will breaks us away from certainty. To find certainty in this world, one must maintain a strong will, and stand strong with it. Nothing can be left to chance or whim of a man’s mind. One must be decisive and strong to keep out of trouble in this world. He must have his own defense on which to fall back on.