GOD JAMMER
12-02-2018, 07:18 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-02-2018, 07:45 PM by Gen.)
>BEGIN.
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The gossamer extent of everything flows through the veins of the world. It beats with the rhythm of history, even as memory fails, the SONGS will continue to call and respond with vim and life.
>TRESPASS
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Small actions have consequences and those consequences beget more consequences. Life is miraculous in this way. It gives purpose to every movement, and every footstep. Do not feel afraid of the echoes of eternity, for even the utmost care cannot shield one from great fortune or great disaster.
A footstep is heard.
>THUM
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It beats against soil and causes an echo to spread forth into the depths of the heart and it is what causes a surge, one that was always building up, but has just now, from this one action overflowed with the force of a flood, washing away anything that once stood in its way. Doubt. Uncertainty. Fear. In a rush they are but debris in the inevitable current.
>THUM THUM
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It coagulates, it spirals, it comes together. Such is the way life is beautiful. You are a new form of life in this world, one formed from feelings, from thoughts, from concepts, from realities, you are no mortal, yet you may die like a mortal. Such is the existence of a concept. However you may be reborn one day, when feelings and ideas once more converge. But the idea of a future is not on your mind now.
No.
You are being BORN.
>THUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUM
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From whence there was nothing you are now something. Can you feel this fire in your soul? Can you feel the winds feeding it? Can you feel the old and ancient wood be consumed as a reagent? An offering to your life? Can you feel the many years that culminated to this moment when it will all be turned to an ash? But even ash will see purpose. There are so many things within you. You can feel the driving snow. You can feel the concept of justice. You can feel the depths of sorrow. You can feel the traditions of weapons used to shed blood. You can feel the time and patience to learn how to craft wood into a home. You can feel the distant stars. You can feel the soil so close and dear.
Can you feel it?
Can you feel yourself?
There is one ultimate CONCEPT that is racing to the surface.
It is more powerful than every other concept within your soul.
Reach out to it!
Grasp at it because it is you!
Hold it dear!
You are a DEITY!
Now!
>BE BORN
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Who are you?
>CHOOSE A DOMAIN
The gossamer extent of everything flows through the veins of the world. It beats with the rhythm of history, even as memory fails, the SONGS will continue to call and respond with vim and life.
>TRESPASS
Small actions have consequences and those consequences beget more consequences. Life is miraculous in this way. It gives purpose to every movement, and every footstep. Do not feel afraid of the echoes of eternity, for even the utmost care cannot shield one from great fortune or great disaster.
A footstep is heard.
>THUM
It beats against soil and causes an echo to spread forth into the depths of the heart and it is what causes a surge, one that was always building up, but has just now, from this one action overflowed with the force of a flood, washing away anything that once stood in its way. Doubt. Uncertainty. Fear. In a rush they are but debris in the inevitable current.
>THUM THUM
It coagulates, it spirals, it comes together. Such is the way life is beautiful. You are a new form of life in this world, one formed from feelings, from thoughts, from concepts, from realities, you are no mortal, yet you may die like a mortal. Such is the existence of a concept. However you may be reborn one day, when feelings and ideas once more converge. But the idea of a future is not on your mind now.
No.
You are being BORN.
>THUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUMTHUM
From whence there was nothing you are now something. Can you feel this fire in your soul? Can you feel the winds feeding it? Can you feel the old and ancient wood be consumed as a reagent? An offering to your life? Can you feel the many years that culminated to this moment when it will all be turned to an ash? But even ash will see purpose. There are so many things within you. You can feel the driving snow. You can feel the concept of justice. You can feel the depths of sorrow. You can feel the traditions of weapons used to shed blood. You can feel the time and patience to learn how to craft wood into a home. You can feel the distant stars. You can feel the soil so close and dear.
Can you feel it?
Can you feel yourself?
There is one ultimate CONCEPT that is racing to the surface.
It is more powerful than every other concept within your soul.
Reach out to it!
Grasp at it because it is you!
Hold it dear!
You are a DEITY!
Now!
>BE BORN
Who are you?
>CHOOSE A DOMAIN