Ever thought about going down a dimly lit road yet feeling on top of the world? Ever felt like no matter how good the rest of the world is, they are but mere mortals? Ever dreamt of soaring through the cloudy skies while the mortals below wade through rush hour traffic? I did.
"A crack of thunder and lightning, i pictured, with a lonely single lane highway.. The skies were turbid and churning restlessly. The scene was set for a perfect storm. Instinct had all beasts seeking shelter. The still air sent a shiver down the spine. It was the silence before the storm. Then there was thunder without lightning. And to the far end of the winding road, you could hear the bird making its way... "
Ride one and you'll know what it feels like. The serenity within you when the folks around you squabble and cackle over the limelight. You feel a cut above the rest. A class apart. You stand out when it comes to involving yourself in activities that involves ranting about aimlessly. It will make you believe that actions speak louder and make an impact well beyond words. Political speeches will fall silent, religious activists will stop dead in their tracks, the world will come to a stand still. All eyes will focus upon you. Concentrating on every beat of thunder that you control in your hand. Fearing the beast that you've tamed and looking up at you in admiration.
Beware though. Too much power is the cause for corruption. You may ride among the stars, dine with angels and be worshipped as a god. The surge of power enslaves the soul of the mortal being. For what is immortal is the spirit to ride. Remember you are still a mortal. Its not you, its the bird that is here to stay...
