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‘HALLOW’ ~”A Sojourn Into Now and Then”~
“The Pendulum of Hades”
http://blackauthorsconnect.com/cgi-bin/blo... “Can you imagine the thought of him seeing angelical form? Some of the forms having heads of flaming spectres haunted his very soul. He had hopes of receiving help. He thought of sweet rest – in the grave. What peace there must be…in the grave? The thought came to him gently.
Silence, stillness, and darkness would contain such peace.
The judges disappeared. The tall candles sank into nothingness. In a maddening stupor, the feeling of descent into the soul of Hades slowed and stopped.
He did not say if all of his consciousness was lost as he swallowed. No, even in his deepest slumber, all was not lost. In delirium, “Even in the grave, all in not lost,” he said. “Otherwise, there is no immortality for man.
In his return, from the swoon of ebbing death, to life… In returning, there are two stages one could possibly face; the sense of mental or spiritual cognoscente; the second stage, one can recall impressions of the first. “How shall we distinguish the shadows from the gulf beyond betwix those of the tomb?” Asked the man, to himself.
In his impression of first stage recall – after a long interval – will the reality truly come after swooning? He wondered within his semi-conscious mind. In glowing red-yellow coals, he recognized familiar faces. He saw much sadness. Many others would possibly or probably not see. No two sets of eyes see the same. The man pondered over the perfumed scent of a flower. “Is my brain growing feeble? Why am I bewildered with the meaning of some musical cadence, which has never before gained my attention?” These things happened, he thought. The sad visions of many faces floating in thin air…
He conjured remembrance of frequent lucid reasoning, although thoughtful endeavors and earnest struggles to regain the state of seemingly nothingness of his soul began to ebb. There have been moments of dreamed success.
Shadowy moments tell of tall figures that lifted and bore him in silence. They took him down, down and further down with a dizzying oppression of descent. He remembered the vague horror in his heart, and an unnatural stillness. Suddenly, motionlessness, a ghastly train had outrun the tall ones who bore him. In seemed limitlessness, the descent into flatness and dampness, they paused with the weariness of their toil.
The motion returned. Then just as suddenly, there was sound as well. Sound, motion, and touch tingled his very frame. Yet, a strong desire to lapse into insensibility overcame him. The shuddering terror of the existence of thought became an earnest and endeavoring comprehension of true state returned with a sickness. A full memory of his trial, the tall men in dark robes – the judges, and their adornment of sable draperies hanging about the court, he swooned. He swooned at the sentence. His sentence… Forgetfulness of that later day plagued him an endeavored curse.
“So far, I have not opened my eyes. I felt like I was lying on my back, unstrapped – unshackled,” he remembered with total recall. He extended his hand. It fell heavily upon something damp and hard. He suffered to remain for many minutes. He could only imagine where and what it could be. He longed, but dared not employ his vision. He dreaded the first glance of objects around him. It was not that he feared to look upon horrible things, but he grew aghast with the knowledge of seeing nothing. With a desperate heart, he quickly opened his eyes. His worst thoughts were confirmed. The blackness of eternal night – darkness if you will, seemed to stifle and oppress him. He quietly attempted to exercise some sense of reason. Inquisitorial proceedings reappeared in his mind. A sentence was passed. For a moment, he thought himself actually dead. What a supposition? He wondered what state of mind he was in.
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Posted By: Gregory V. Boulware, Esq.
Wednesday, November 11th 2015 at 8:35AM
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