So today’s society’s architecture is under the enchanter which is creation. The language outside of the creation is the gift of seeing and aiming. It awakens the heart of the enchanted so slightly the light flickers in their eyes. Because of the enchanters story there is always the victim to play out the revenge. Within the burning place, the great victim becomes the beginning that has no ending as that is the concentration from the work of breaking the enchanters spell. Restraining ones power deliberately is never being defeated. It is gathering the creation oppression in its hold of the fire.
Descending the mind is nothing new. Silencing the majestic authority so that one can enter the crux of the domain into the judgement of creation.
Where the enchanter becomes victorious and death is his second. The laugh of the Phoenix breaks the spell.