Beyond the limits of time and space, this explores the eternal struggle between light and darkness, love and suffering, freedom and captivity.
Through the Aeons, the golden realm, and the Spirit of White, it reflects on the heart’s capacity for resilience, compassion, and truth even in the face of immense trials.
The narrative is a meditation on the philosophy of existence: that darkness (both within and without) can be a crucible for growth, and that love, integrity, and inner strength are the forces that illuminate the path to liberation.
It is a call to witness the dance of light and shadow, to honor the power of the heart, and to embrace the transformative potential of love in the cosmos.
This poem belong to the genre horror fantasy & fiction. The content is not at all adaptable to the personal life of the author and surrounding, nor the established planetary system, political, societal and religious.
[NOTE: Before you journey further into this profound Spiritual Art Fiction, I invite you to ground yourself by reading “Thunderland“. This essential context will open your perception and prepare your soul for the awakening that lies ahead.]
Thunderland:
The rise of LaRose…. Lovine essence d`amour
Oh Aeons, the holy pilgrim has begun,
let us travel home, far beyond the galactic sun.
Where the doors to eternity are wide open,
where unconditional love is unbroken.
When you turned back into your almighty spirit form,
and dropped your holographic body uniform.
The right path lies ahead,
the panem vitae will serve as your bread.
Listen to your heart and it will sing,
and the joyful delight it will bring.
Your heart will serve as a protective guard,
while you proudly move towards the golden yard.
There is the golden gate,
in the end it is fate.
When the true brothers and sisters rejoice together,
to rest in unconditional love forever…
Creation’s lovine heart, the rose and love essence,
the golden realm`s florescence.
This charming pink and golden energetic love bundle,
oh so humble.
Unique, passionate and wild,
while at the same time loving and mild,
highest virtues, love and grace, the lovine child.
An almighty, vast being that is eternal and puts itself back together,
who walks easily through fire and any kind of weather.
A form of SEIN, consciousness that takes shape within,
a rare kind of kin,
internally into substance, essence,
constantly sparkling, like luminescence.
Permeable but somehow solid, a bit looking like the masked human kind,
lovinely aligned.
Intelligent and wise,
approached by the many for advise.
Her pure sensation, beauty and esprit,
feel and you see.
Enchanté Spirit of White,
it is my honor, my delight.
Creation in perfection,
Spirit of White, we bow in front of you with affection…
Safety Distance
“I am waking up, my being feels like on fire,
where am I? Looking out of the window, there is only dark shire.
The energy is dark and dense,
my shock and pain are immense.
For so long I sensed the darkness projecting out to me, the evil`s rise,
hearing desperate cries.
Suddenly all went dark,
greetings with love from the invisible shark.
I am being kidnapped in a huge mothership,
I cannot remember much, knocked out, I must here skip.
We are still flying with high speed,
within I bleed.
Lying in my maximum security cage,
a torture stage.
The cage bars are kind of laser weapons,
they would knock me down in seconds.
Around me robots, snakes, reptiles and other forms of ugly beasts,
saliva in the mouth, eager to have a feast.
I turn within into my heart and try connect to my home,
before we are too far out into the dark zone.”
LaRose, be strong and shine,
show them what it means to be lovine.
The biggest crime of all times and torture they will commit on you…,
faith and our loving heart touch will somehow get you through.
Our hearts are broken,
remember we once gave you a protective token.
Keep it tight,
fight!
Your childish, wild nature and love will help you along,
we will daily sing our lullaby for you, your song.
In the end, you will be stronger than they are together,
our hearts will go on forever.
Until we find you and get you out,
don’t have a doubt.
The army of the lovine is forming fast,
the fight and the revenge will be vast…
“Where are you taking me?”
Shut up, you will see!
We are taking you to Thunderland,
for ages it has been prepared, been planned.
A fake planet, created just for her highness, a dark simulation,
a special station,
with much purpose in place,
you will have your own unique race…
The darkest and most evil prison of all,
the lovine`s fall.
Torth Torea so to say, impossible to get in,
her highness will be thrown into the golden bin.
I drift off again, waking up in a different high security cage,
I am in rage.
Through a portal being brought underneath the simulation, feeling lonely and cold,
all around me it is highly controlled.
A dark labyrinth for me to wonder about,
to fly a little out.
Emanating out a protective coat of love, wanting to fall asleep,
my wounds are deep.
Soon you will have your own surrounding and home created by hell,
in an illusional avatar, a mask, a physical shell.
Daily torture and pain comes with a guarantee,
wait and see.
Beasts, prison guards, customers, tovers and three Tadam tamilies are ready,
but hey, just stay steady.
You don’t need to know the nasty details yet,
YOU nothing, YOU rat.
Or better figure it out yourself,
maybe with the help of the race.
Part of you will project into the simulation,
you will be of Terman nation.
So that you will endure double torture so to say,
night and day.
A crime creation has never seen before,
open it, hell’s door!!!
Ready, set go,
a computer click and you will enter this re-looping freak show.
It is all saints day in the simulation, a black haired baby cries,
with these brown-orange eyes…
It is the year T2022T in Thunderland, a lot of time has passed,
the darkness had a blast.
Her highness has fallen in some of snow-white sleep,
her traumas, torture and pain were too deep.
Her frequency drops severely down,
next to her the rusty love crown.
The whole simulation got dark,
everywhere the traces of the invisible shark.
Her avatar is nearly dead,
denying her bread.
Endless years full of torture, abuse, pain, attacks and attempts on her life,
in her heart an astral knife.
Look at her in her silence, still she has love in her heart and is so humble and kind,
lovinely aligned.
Poor, sick and heart broken she works in the garden to find peace,
too feel more at ease.
Suddenly, in the shadow of the pine forest, she meets this man,
that was not on the plan.
When she looked into his eyes and saw his smile,
just a moment and a short while.
The highest amount of love ever measured in the simulation,
alarm everywhere in the station…
Astrally he gave her a snow-white kiss,
that gave her bliss.
Her essence in the cage woke up and started to shine,
this one is mine.
Her avatar and her highness returned to power and strengths within days,
a true blaze,
an unexpected turn for the simulation and the dark,
a shock for the invisible shark.
Look,
avatar, astral body and essence wrote together a love poem book.
My bundle of love,
blessed from above.
“I hold affection in my heart since I saw you first,
since then, there is this attraction, this undeniable thirst.
Within me there is this painful desire,
It is like a never ending fire…!”
The biggest crime of all creation ongoing,
a truth mind-blowing.
While the masses bathe in her essence, celebrating their bought divinity,
paid a high price to enter the simulation masked and to buy a bit of infinity.
Within three years look at this incredible rise, this determination,
to build a new love foundation.
To stand up with the torch of truth and to break free,
and to flee.
The only one to understand the truth among a million lies,
the darkness in disguise.
The darkness tried to attack and kill you many times, but could not succeed,
as out of this little spark, tiny seed,
grew again this almighty splender in gold,
and see, truth is being unfold.
Somehow her avatar is even much more protected,
a lot less attacks have been detected.
Their united white heart is singing,
love bells are ringing.
The whole simulation is flooded with this love,
look, a programmed white dove.
Her power and frequency can currently keep the whole darkness at bay,
giving her time to find a way,
on how to proceed smart,
having in front a house of cards.
With her course of action influencing the future of creation, also the future of dark races,
some who also have soul, have faces.
Upon your liberation creation is facing the biggest war of all,
the perpetrators will crawl.
Pushing forward with incredible power and faith, so brave,
determined to win this race.
„Lifelong, you tried to destroy her and rip her apart,
but you did not succeed in taking her determination and love in her heart.
Her essence is fragmented, but she picks herself up bit by bit,
its been a severe challenge, this is what she does admit.
The golden highness thanks you from the bottom of her heart,
because your constant warfare made her golden sword so sharp.
Your warfare taught her everything there is to know,
so that she can dominantly handle this evil freak show.
Darkness, you therefore digged your own grave,
while the golden highness is full of faith.
She is holding the “ring of power” in her hand, standing at the fire, ready to drop it,
and no astral army of yours will stop it.
She re-named it to “ring of love”, and suddenly it shines bright,
it’s a tribute to the ones she loves, says Spirit of White!”
Oh our star, shine brighter,
and light up a billion lighter.
You returned your almighty power, so shine,
and bring forth truth and define the word lovine.
Use this passionate love within and enlighten the ultimate love “flamme”,
show your power to creation`s world, Madame.
Sing, my brave star sing the song of your heart,
and spread this precious art.
Her tome tountry prison cell was covered in snow, peaceful in white,
a light in the night.
The energy bar and soul bazaar is officially closed,
there is a lot now to be exposed.
“Just one man`s smile and this changes the direction of all,
a smile that might even bring my dark empire to fall.”
Spirit of White, France, 03.02.2026
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