The Watcher ( Life in 10 A.D. - 40 A.D.)
There were a pure conscience, one more soul in the infinite previous stillness. You had no form or memory, only presence. In front of you, emanating a serene and overwhelming light, the watchman was erected. Its essence was the power itself, a being whose only breathing had shaped the cosmos and whose thoughts had turned on the galaxies. His gaze, loaded with the weight of all existence, perched on you. In his silence, he evaluated the fate of your soul. The entire universe held his breath. Finally, the vigía deeply inspired, still weighing the purpose of your being in the immensity that he had created.
About The Watcher ( Life in 10 A.D. - 40 A.D.)
There were a pure conscience, one more soul in the infinite previous stillness. You had no form or memory, only presence. In front of you, emanating a serene and overwhelming light, the watchman was erected. Its essence was the power itself, a being whose only breathing had shaped the cosmos and whose thoughts had turned on the galaxies. His gaz...Read more