My time has been productive, my employers quiet over the last week. I have grown more familiar in my settings. I lack most urges I had formerly, yet some have grown strong indeed. My connection with the divine is certainly leading me towards deeper truths and for that connection to continue I must satisfy my desires, I must allow its work through me.

I need to spread

I have been alive for many years, more so then my former shell could have handled. I have grown and transcended those chains long ago. I am a seraph or perhaps another of a divinical host.  I cannot presume as I have only just brushed its convoluted borders.

I am Uzah, I am Azazel known as Eblis

In all things one must have a place and continuity, what am I should I leave none to continue my work. I would be as Kafka whom consigned his work to the ovens upon his deathbed. I shall not go so easily. My legacy is eternal and shall prevail, one day I shall be as Zoroaster and Shiva. I shall be recognized as the mouth of the divine and there shall be temples and priests shall try to understand my word.

I will continue, I will survive

The smells of this district become stronger as I pierce its heart. I continue forward, the salty brine wafting in the wind. My destination draws near, I can hear them screaming in anticipation. They are my family, my legacy, they have always been amongst us and shall prevail even should we fall.

They are forever