A Beginning In Time

The origination of an idea cannot first be decimated without an experience, a memory to recall upon to further enhance and convey a message that we may want others to relish within. A brief walk around the park can turn into a source of media incited by the beauty of the natural landscape captured within a photograph. The creation of a tune slowly manifesting via the trickling stream and the harmonization of the organisms that inhabit the land. The ability to manifest and interpret ones viewpoint can be seen as advantageous to humans and it allows multiple avenues to house their outlets. The flow of creativity cannot be measured but admired as they try to interpret one another layers of thought. They often look forward to each others expressions as it can often add to their own self enhancements and further understanding of who they are trying to become. I myself welcome any such sights of their artistic articulations as it can help convey a different sort of perspective that I may never had the foresight to think within their depths. I am often look upon to apply such further enhance such foresight as archaic is the tale of possessing a third eye, a completed new view into another dimension that most may not have dreamt about. But what is foresight without the naturally progressing experiences that time and the ability to pocket those little personal brought about experiences that could have only been ascertain by living that moment.

Wisdom is something that is always sought out for, but what is the true definition of this achievement? When and how can a title by scaled so high in such pronouncements without having clear guidelines as to when and where those ever bellowing thresholds may lay. To others I may be bestowed as an enchanting guide trying to lead them in a path solely carved in their name, but to others I may be just an Aves. I have studied every being alike for a millennia and I have learn to remain cognizant of my surrounding, with each passing day awakening a deeper understanding. We are more to be than just the comforting walls of a barn, the exportations that will take place will be ever encompassing as we move farther within our destinies. Outwardly appearing as an omniscient owl has allowed me to succumb to the realization that as a collective being we can all be one. We can all find ourselves within one another and create shelter and seek existence in the places that us feel the most comfortable. What we care to find and what we will find with substantially appear different but juxtaposing the complete picture and you may find that in its entirety it the same. But it is still an entirely new era and I have come to grown a fondness over others that are not of my own.

I may have newly found inspiration in other creature that I have tended to gravitate towards over time, naturally the homosapien has always captivated my interests. The way they try and coexist with other beasts and establish a mutual or a compensable relationship. I tried to find a way to slowly enter into their world as not an observer but as an active participants in the present day society, but being a nocturnal raptor you can image the difficulties. I try and catch a glimpse of their behavior, however possessing a photographic memory and the ability to glide silently through the night, allows me to intake every second of my surrounding and store it into my sight. Those are the others that have manufactured the gifts that we have come to know as our birth right, and throughout all this inovation, a natural curiosity sparked up within us that caused us to try and coin habitat with these specimen. We are still deemed as the ever alluring omnipotent observers who have sleuthes of undying worshippers yeilding at our presence and you are the humans that inherently possess the ability to breed and sow destruction and growth.