The role of anger into a rebellious armor. Bring out the chariots, and prepare to do battle with defeating the wrong, and making it right, and bringing in the territory of vector. In the Roman Empire era, it was the emperor being in control, and utilizing his army in being the forces in breaking down barriers with the thought of conquering his foes. It was emphasized,  no one would stand in their way in meeting their conquest of victory. The battle was on with the swords, fire and bare hands being their forces in attack with the response of winner take all. It’s the wizardry of desire with the notion of levity.   We can’t forget the fire breathing dragons picking up where mankind was losing. The dragon’s fire alerting their foes that they have loss their match, and the emperor’s power reigned supreme in any situation. It’s the chariots of the mind, and the armor of density to withstand the test of war, and showing no fear, and instead conquering fear with the idea of effort to win, and claim status of success.

Night has fallen, and the eclipse of anticipation is at hand. It’s the keen eye of the panther with pounding the notion of my enemies next move. It will be the quickness of a tiger with the pounce of the prey of slaughter. The gladiators are beginning to structure into formation. Hearts are pounding on both sides ready to attack at one’s command. Darkness seems even more imminent despite the vision of the moon as it is uncertain in the horizon. Then suddenly, the battle is on as gladiator upon gladiator has taken up arms, and the quest for power, control, and dominance has taken shape. Bloodshed has taken on a new meaning from peace. Killings on both sides of good and evil have expelled itself. Without notice, a warrior arrives on a white horse, and with his sword to defeat the wicked, and turn the wrong into right. The fighting is fierce, and long with no let up. Then like a new day, victory is finally won, and the warrior on the white horse becomes the conquering king with cheers from his army and the citizens of the community. A new day has become a new horizon with promise and hope. The power of the sun with the victory of the path with the beams of divinity of solvency. The sword being raised in unity as we are one once more. The wrecking ball of confusion has been settled into a destiny of tranquility.