Sun Archer : The Pursuit of the Ancient Truth.
Writings by Hrukjan.
When the Sol, Is at its’ peak, Its’ hidden power, Starts to seep. Into hearts, And into souls, Igniting fires, New and old. And like the flame, It burns away, Every woe, This longest day. (And sometimes fire, Pierces through, The hearts of that, Which fetters you.) We rise to meet, That golden dawn, The... Continue Reading →
Unlike we are raised to believe in the modern world, time is not a linear phenomenon, but a circular one. It exists indefinitely, without beginning and without end, spinning like a wheel around us. The Swastika is a symbol of this endless cycle and a mirror of its’ pattern. It can be seen in the seasons, in the stars, and... Continue Reading →
Sun Archer : The Pursuit of the Ancient Truth. 