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Never

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I've been brainwashed by a game. Don't worry it will pass.

"Some would ask, how could a perfect God create a universe filled with so much that is evil. They have missed a greater conundrum: why would a perfect God create a universe at all?"

Sis. Mariam Goodwinson.
 
A handsome young Cyborg named Ace,
Wooed woman and every base,
But one ladies glanced at,
His special enhancement,
They vanished with nary a trace.
 
...free flow of information is the only safegaurd against tyranny. The once-chained people whose leaders at last lose their grip on information flow will soon burst with freedom and vitality, but the free nation gradually constricted its grip on public discourse has begun a rapid slipe into despotism...

Beware of he who would deny you access to information, for in his heart he dreams himself your master."
 
Once again I'm alone on the board.
Though, technically, I've been alone all night long.
 
"I sit on my cubicle, here on the motherworld.
When I die, they will put my body in a box and
Dispose of it in the cold ground.
And in all the million ages to come, I will never
Breathe or laugh or twitch again.
So won't you run and play with me here among the
Teeming mass of humanity?
The universe has spared us this moment."
 
So, I've been thinking about getting into paganism. You know, 'Living Wiccan'.

Oh - and on an unrelated note, I saw the Mysts of Avalon tonight. I got in right before the threesome scene.. Anyone else ever think that Arthur was bi? I think we could have seen a bit of nipple licking, or maybe a discussion of the origin of the term 'buttered bun'?

I think that would have enhanced my viewing pleasure considerably.

Is it just me, or does every telling of the Camelot mythos include at least one incredibly whiny, wimpy character? It's typically Gwen but Arthur follows a close second.

...

I'm just rambling now, aren't I?
 
So, I'm reading this 'The Writer's Complete Fantasy Reference' and it has a section about medieval methods of punishment... Here's a bit:

Impaling: This was preformed with a red-hot poker or a stake being driven through the rectum. In some cases, the convicted was placed on a greased pole and they struggled to remain above the stake as long as they could. Inferably, they would lose their fight and be impaled. Again, it was costmary to leave those impaled on public display.

That's it, in my next story, I'll have the good elves and fairies take the bad, mean wizard type and thrust a white-hot stake through his rectum. Did the people who write this even think about who they were writing for?!
 
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Sleep.
That faint repose from life,
which eludes you when you grasp for it,
and surrounds you when you flee from it.
 
I have managed to turn my character in the game I'm playing into a lesbian and she has now had sex with an evil black elf priestess.
Do you know HOW LONG I've played with this damn scripted (and I know nothing about programming) in order to have my group of pixels be recognized as female yet still be able to do the wild thing with another group of pixels when represent an evil drow priestess?
Do you understand the enormous waste of time and energy this represents?

In fact, I am now going to waste more of my time so my female monk can have RPG sex with a shapechanging, nature-loving, elf woman whose husband just died and a flying elf wizard/priestess..

And do you know why?
Do you?

Because if you know why I'd really like to know.
Because I don't.
 
Okay, everything is created from energy but energy can not be created or destroyed - only changed.

What does this tell us?

If energy can not be created then energy has never been created and as mater is energy and we are matter then we are created from something which does not exist, has never existed, and will never exist.
And that's why I'm called Never.
 
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