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4 yrs ago
Current Masses are always breeding grounds of psychic epidemics.
4 yrs ago
The highest, most decisive experience is to be alone with one's own self. You must be alone to find out what supports you, when you find that you can not support yourself.
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5 yrs ago
One cannot live from anything except what one is.
5 yrs ago
The slave to virtue finds the way as little as the slave to vices.
5 yrs ago
The core of an individual is the mystery of life, which dies when it is 'grasped'. That is also why symbols want to keep their secrets.

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The Harbinger of Ferocity


Agent of the Wild, Aspect of the Ferine
Nature, red in tooth and claw.

"There is, indeed, no single quality of the cat that man could not emulate to his advantage."
- Carl Van Vechten

I am, at my core, a personification and manifestation of those things whose blood and hearts run red with the ferocity of the animal world. It is this which convicts and controls my works, my writing, my being; the force and guidance in which I gain wisdom from. It is what inspires me as a creator and weaver of words, the very thing I admire as an author.

My leanings, savage as they are, are of the feline sort as there exists no greater lineage of beasts whom can be drawn from. No others captivate and motivate my talent and skill as the greatest of cats do.

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If you think I'll sit around as the world goes by,
You're thinkin' like a fool cause it's a case of do or die,
Out there is a fortune waitin' to be had,
You think I'll let it go you're mad,
You've got another thing comin',
You got another thing comin'
You've Got Another Thing Comin'
Judas Priest, Screaming for Vengeance, 1982
There are times I read the rulebooks or review optimal strategies for games I will never have the opportunity to realistically play at a table.
I again lived events past in more terrible and equally fascinating ways, awesome, if one would, as they were clear distortions of reality that the mind had warped and elaborated. A narrative reborn and intercut with things that hadn't transpired and while left to the world of dreams again, what should be nightmare, I had the pleasure of seeing some now long gone companions once more. There are few humans in this world I can speak positive of, even accounting for all their failures, but the few good ones afford me some measure of hope... and so this was two facts in one.
It is often an error of mine to invest too much detail or effort into any work I make. I could sincerely get by with less, in most any and all elements of my life, but there is something compulsion I face where even if I desire to, I am overwhelmed not to. As a consequence, I often wonder what having actual choice or sincere free will is like. Everything for myself feels as though I am not permitted to choose; all the answers, the ones I must engage in, are before me even in thought.
@Pyromaniacwolf @DocRock
Chapter I
"Casting the hunk of metal upon the beach, you wipe your brow, brushing aside the sweat and salt that has clung to you on this humid island prison. Not allowing the brief tax of fatigue to sway you, you look over your catch and glean nothing of apparent value, but realize that this will make for the reasonable start of a shelter. However, what you realize to be more important is water, perhaps even food, in which the dawning of reality settles in more upon you. Your mysterious tome might be well protected and saved now, full of seemingly undecipherable cryptic text and myth, yet you were anything but so safe and secure."

"Exhaling sharply and cupping your hand over your brow, you peer into the darkness of the night. While the illumination behind you on the horizon set a glow to all the world in its realm, the forest was still as dark as pitch and just as ominous. What would lie in wait for you if you dared venture into the wilderness? Would it be a greater sentence than the threat of starvation or shriveling through being parched? Or would the unknown once more save you?"
Three more may now apply to join in the mystery. A brief synopsis has been provided and thus far only a few major decisions have been undertaken. Opportunities still do await and the game may still be radically shaped.
@DocRock, @Pyromaniacwolf, the story will continue yet again if neither of you post by this evening. Let me remind that such an outcome is not ideal as many attributes and qualities will be ignored. The story will remain more vague.
A particular effort I have made time and time again, although I do often wrestle with it, is the notion of letting go. By this I mean that not everything and everyone is worth caring about or for. At some point the answer, the only true is to cease being invested. If it then fails, it fails because others failed it; the world cannot always be saved. This comes in part from the acceptance of reality on it and in part because people need be allowed to fail and that responsibilities do not solely weigh upon the shoulders of those who are responsible individuals.
As promised to myself and through this topic on its own, I have more or less completed a character sheet for my own, actual character rather than any number of generic ones. It has been many, many years since I dared do such a thing; not because I was concerned about it, rather because I had all but given up the idea of having one true character. While it will certainly not work in every circumstance and obviously must not be a matter forced where it plays no reasonable part, the exercise and endeavor all itself has proven tremendously valuable. Putting something of meaning down in record, collecting formalized ideas over the years, and seeing them back into one, continuous place and entity is a tremendous success itself.

All that remains now is the most obvious and glaring issue of adaptation, as said character would not reasonably belong in most elements of plot or would stand as a grand outlier at the very least in those that would permit. So that means the hunt is on and must continue, but all in all it is a pleasure to see it again, even if it means undertaking added effort.
At times I contain my ramblings and musings yet I prefer anything but that in such a case. All too often is it eschewed for more menial things in life and conversation, the mundane and plain, the layman's concerns. As result I oft wonder where these discussions would truly lead if people did engage rather than make themselves intellectually elusive from them. However, the reality is, is that by and large people haven't said interest in wild flights of fancy and philosophical questioning.
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