(a note from your Bad side)

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He knew where he was going and he knew not why.

He had already graduated a difficult curriculum.  It had taken eons.

And he had been formed into something chizled, something certain.  He moved with the wind and yet his feet gripped the ground with a muster that indicted the talon.

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Free Will Territory, he had figured it all out – he had won.

And now his higher self had told him to observe another place, another realm.

Where there was no polarity, no dark temptation.  It all went to divine order, divine plan – in the sense of Unity.

There was white sand and there was a taste in the air that was sweet.

Fresh, he enjoyed it.  There was not an inch of danger.  He felt his body relax.

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The town center emerged.  They were nearly tribal, it was so endearing.

He disturbed the peace with his presence.  Goosebumps that had never been raised were suddenly emerging on these beings.

He reeked of danger.  Of Options never before presented.

He felt it rise in himself.  He could kill each and every one of these beings, he knew it – he was the wolf.

Immediately he chose to soften further into their enchantment.  Their faces were childlike.  He had no way of relating, his eyes pierced so much farther, so much deeper.  He was so much harder.

They did not interest him.  He wished for his girl.  She wore a black leather jacket.  And knew how to twerk.