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Interpretación bíblica - Hermenéutica y Traducciones

2020.09.26 17:31 iglesiadecristocc Interpretación bíblica - Hermenéutica y Traducciones


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HERMENÉUTICA
Para analizar un texto bíblico iniciamos con la exégesis y continuamos con la hermenéutica.
Hermenéutica es la aplicación correcta del texto para nuestro tiempo, lo que quiere decir en nuestro contexto.
Es imposible hacer hermenéutica antes de la exégesis. No es correcto empezar directamente con la aplicación del texto al hoy, aislándolo del significado original; de aquí surge el siguiente lema: "un versículo no significa hoy lo que no significó originalmente".
Alguien que pase por alto la exégesis y lea 1 Corintios 11:7 (El varón no debe cubrirse la cabeza, pues es imagen de la gloria de Dios;) posiblemente llegará a la conclusión equivocada que para el hombre es pecado usar gorra o sombrero. Otros dirán que para la mujer es pecado usar pantalón, apoyándose en Deuteronomio 22:5 (La mujer no llevará ropa de hombre ni el hombre se pondrá vestidos de mujer, porque el que hace esto es una abominación para Yahvé tu Dios).
¿1 Co 11:7 se refiere al uso de gorra o sombrero? ¿Dt 22:5 dice que la mujer no debe usar pantalón? Pastores que prohíben a la mujer el uso del pantalón, NO prohíben a los hombres el uso de gorra o sombrero - esto es una arbitrariedad e inconsistencia. Un texto bíblico no puede significar hoy lo que en su momento original no significó.
1 Co 14:5 no me exige hablar en otros idiomas, ¿lo digo porque así me enseñó alguno de mis líderes religiosos? NO. Esto lo sé por haber realizado exégesis al pasaje bíblico.
3 Jn 2 no enseña que todos los hijos de Dios deben tener mucho dinero.
Al usar estos ejemplos no pretendo hacer una lista de cosas que usted debe creer, quiero más bien animarlo a sacar sus propias conclusiones. Hágase preguntas, dude de todo lo que escucha, verifique, investigue, compruebe, sea como los hermanos de Berea (... Diariamente examinaban las Escrituras para ver si las cosas eran así. - Hch 17:11).
No haga las cosas solamente porque otro las hace. Permítame ser un poco atrevido en mi próximo comentario.
Si alguien me dice: "Dios te bendiga", ¿por qué no le contesto diciéndole "Amén"? Porque me sentiría muy egoísta; al contestarle con un amén solamente estoy diciéndole que estoy de acuerdo con su buen deseo. Entonces debo corresponderle, "Gracias, Dios bendiga a usted también", no solamente a mí. Le he preguntado a varios, ¿por qué usted contesta con un amén cuando alguien le dice "Dios te bendiga"? La mayoría me ha respondido: "porque así lo hacen los demás".
No haga las cosas solamente porque otro las hace, haga lo mismo que otros solamente si usted descubre que es correcto.
¿Quién establece la interpretación correcta de un pasaje bíblico? ¿Una iglesia? ¿Un líder? Realmente todos tenemos la obligación de buscar el mensaje divino que se encuentra en los pasajes bíblicos.
VERSIONES DE LA BIBLIA
Ya que usted y yo no dominamos los idiomas hebreo, arameo y griego, necesitamos las mejores traducciones de las copias que conforman la Biblia.
Usted habrá escuchado los siguientes términos: Sinaítico, Vaticano, Alejandrino, Stuttgartensia, Masorético, Septuaginta, Pentateuco Samaritano, Del Desierto De Judea y otros; estos son manuscritos de donde se han obtenido diferentes versiones de la Biblia. No existen manuscritos originales de la Biblia, estos eran rollos de papiro que con el tiempo fueron deteriorándose y perdiéndose. Solamente del Nuevo Testamento se contabilizan unas 5,700 copias existentes, y entre ellas se dice que hay no menos de 250,000 variantes.
El proceso para llegar hasta la Biblia que usted usa fue el siguiente:
Texto original -> Transcripción (¿algunos errores?) -> Restauración -> Traducción (versiones de la Biblia)
Aunque tengo mi traducción favorita, me mantengo alerta comparando entre las mejores traducciones para evitar conclusiones apresuradas.
Algunos ejemplos de las variantes:
- 1 Corintios 7:36
Vea cómo la Reina Valera (RV) quiso hacer una corrección, en su versión 2015
RV 1960 - "Pero si alguno piensa que es impropio para su hija virgen..." RVA 2015 - "Si alguien considera que su comportamiento es inadecuado hacia su virgen..."
En la versión 2015 queda ambigua la traducción, como que ahora no están seguros si era hija la virgen, o talvez no les gustó la idea de reconocer que hubo un error en la versión 1960.
Notemos cómo lo traducen otras versiones:
Nueva Versión Internacional (NVI) - "Si alguno piensa que no está tratando a su prometida como es debido..." Biblia de Jerusalén (BJ) - "Pero si alguno teme faltar a la conveniencia respecto de su novia..."
Las versiones antiguas de las biblias se apoyaban en ciertos manuscritos, de prestigio en su momento, pero luego se han considerado otros elementos como descubrimiento de nuevos manuscritos que por ser más antiguos son más dignos de credibilidad. Por ejemplo, los Rollos de Qumrán datan entre los años 250 a.C. y 66 d.C., y fueron descubiertos en el Mar Muerto (algunos en 1946 y otros hasta en 1956). Hay copias que son más confiables que otras, y es muy importante reconocer que una institución es más seria que otra en esta difícil tarea de la traducción.
- 1 Samuel 13:13
1) RV 1960 - (Jehová - Dios - Jehová) "no guardaste el mandamiento de Jehová tu Dios que él te había ordenado; pues ahora Jehová hubiera confirmado tu reino sobre Israel para siempre." 2) Traducción del Nuevo Mundo 2019 - (Jehová - Dios - Jehová) "No has obedecido el mandato que te dio Jehová tu Dios. Si lo hubieras hecho, Jehová habría afianzado tu reino en Israel para siempre." 3) RVA 2015 - (Señor - Dios - Señor) "No guardaste el mandamiento que el SEÑOR tu Dios te dio. ¡Pues ahora el SEÑOR hubiera confirmado tu reino sobre Israel para siempre!" 4) NVI - (Señor - Dios - Señor) "No has cumplido el mandato que te dio el Señor tu Dios. El Señor habría establecido tu reino sobre Israel para siempre," 5) BJ - (Yahveh - Dios - Yahveh) "si hubieras cumplido la orden que Yahveh tu Dios te ha dado, entonces Yahveh hubiera afianzado tu reino para siempre sobre Israel." 6) Biblia Textual IV - (YHVH - Elohim - YHVH) "No has guardado el mandamiento que YHVH tu Elohim te ordenó, pues ahora YHVH hubiera confirmado tu reino sobre Israel para siempre."
* Las versiones de los incisos 1 al 5 coinciden en el término "Dios" * La Reina Valera no usa el término "Jehová" en la versión 2015 (en la 1960 sí lo usó) * Las versiones de los incisos 2, 3 y 4 usan el término "Señor" * La Biblia de Jerusalén coincide con la Biblia Textual al usar Yahveh (YHVH) y Dios (Elohim) - en nuestro video "Nombres y títulos de Dios" puede ver más información sobre este tema -
Para sorpresa de muchos, la versión Reina Valera 1960 está basada en manuscritos tardíos y pobres, la mejor prueba de esta afirmación es que ella misma ha hecho cambios significativos en la versión 2015. Curiosamente esta versión llegó para quedarse en la mayoría de iglesias que conozco, se resisten a usar otra versión, y lo peligroso es que algunos miembros afirman que esta es la única correcta.
Teól. Fernando Montes

A SOLAS CON CRISTO
A solas al huerto yo voy, Cuando duerme aún la floresta, Y en quietud y paz con Jesús estoy, Oyendo absorto allí Su voz.
Coro: Él conmigo está, puedo oír Su voz, Y que Suyo, dice, seré. Y el encanto que hallo en Él allí Con nadie tener podré.
Tan dulce es la voz del Señor Que las aves guardan silencio, Y tan solo se oye esa voz de amor Que inmensa paz al alma da.
Con Él encantado yo estoy, Aunque en torno lleguen las sombras, Mas me ordena ir, y a escuchar yo voy Su voz de acción para obrar.
Voz: Ramón Ayala
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2020.09.11 20:31 fouriels The gods of Old School Runescape as compared to Fallout: New Vegas factions

The gods of Old School Runescape as compared to Fallout: New Vegas factions

i. Introduction

Each god within Gielinor can be distinguished from each other not only by their own personal empires or followers, but also through the beliefs and worldviews they embody. While they themselves are not all human, most of the OSRS gods tend to follow relatable and recognisably human motivations (such as altruism or empire-building) - as a result, their followers also tend to mirror these same traits to one extent or another, forming recognisable factions. Over time, these factions develop to the points where their relationships to each other are as important in defining them as their own intrinsic beliefs - for example, the followers of Saradomin can be recognised not only because of their symbols, ideology, hierarchy, etc, but also through their inherent opposition to Zamorak (among other gods). These inter-faction relationships define the entire group, even where the group itself might be further split into sub-factions, such as in the distinction between isolationist and outwards-facing Serenists.
The same can be said of factions in Fallout: New Vegas. Naturally, the Legion or NCR have their own beliefs about how the wasteland society should be structured - broadly defined through the nakedly expansionist totalitarian dictatorship of the former, and the thinly-veiled expansionist, vaguely whiggish republicanism of the latter - but a huge part of their identity is in their opposition to each other. This is just one similarity between the two worlds; through intention (probably not) or coincidence, there are many parallels between the factions such that it becomes possible to directly compare the two. There will - obviously - be distinctions, sometimes significant, but the broad outlook of the factions are at least analogous to each other, despite their differing circumstances.
For our purposes, we can assume that the gods of OSRS broadly have the same intentions, motivations, etc as their counterparts in RS3 - this allows us to use examples of RS3 to demonstrate their qualities, even if those examples might not be canon in OSRS.

ii. The OSRS gods, and their Fallout: NV equivalents

Saradomin The New California Republic
During the peak of the god Zaros' power in the Second Age of Gielinor - where Runescape is set - the twin armies of Zamorak and Saradomin took on the Zarosian empire based at Senntisten (now being excavated at the Dig Site). The former, once a general in the Zarosian army, sought personal power and glory through battle, and identified betrayal of his master as the best path to that goal; the latter, by contrast, appeared as an outsider and ended up at war with Zaros through his own expansion, which began at Entrana and spread outwards over time.
Statue of Saradomin, from the Mage Arena
The key motivation of Saradomin's expansionism is not really discussed in OSRS, but is hinted at in RS3. His first actions on achieving godhood was to reshape Teragard - the original land of the humans who would later colonise Gielinor - in his image, bringing the many warring states in the realm into unity under his watch. As he says in Sliske's End in RS3:
"We were disparate nations, spread across the world. When I ascended, I decided to rectify that. To bring an end to pointless conflicts over invisible territorial lines that serve no one. I created magisters, priests and teachers who were to act as my authority where I could not. They were learned individuals whom I would personally instruct on what lessons to teach others. I created twelve in total, each tasked with governing a different part of the world, and each given a mandate to improve humanity in line with my teachings. With the magisters in place, my people prospered, and entered a glorious age of enlightenment."
Wearable 'holy' symbol of Saradomin
It's difficult to know exactly what the consequences of his actions in Teragard were - we never see Teragard (his origins haven't been mentioned at all in OSRS) - but he clearly believes that his influence was very positive. It's claimed that, in Gielinor, he initially aimed to find elder god artifacts with which to augment his power; this may certainly be true. However, his almost single-minded desire for 'order' may be the root cause of the spread of his own personal 'empire', seeded in Entrana.
Despite this empire appearing more harmonious than those of Zamorak or Zaros, injustices are not uncommon; while he is forbidden from personally intervening due to Guthix's edicts, it's clear that his chosen rulers aren't quite as infallible as he might perceive them to be. More ominously, those who disagree with Saradomin - even where they might have comparable goals - often find themselves making a powerful enemy.
NCR veteran ranger
The New California Republic (NCR) operate extremely similarly in the Fallout universe. Aiming to bring stability back to the wasteland, the NCR slowly grows over time in both size and power. Nominally democratic, the NCR is ultimately intolerant of serious dissent as its campaign against New Vegas and the rest of the Mojave falters (and the consequent stalemate as Robert House resists their attempts at annexation). The NCR have somewhat rose-tinted glasses of the past, despite the nuclear annihilation which previous governments produced, which significantly guides their actions; these range from the noble and just (as in the abolition of slavery and the (nominal) prohibition of discrimination), to the more ethically questionable, as demonstrated by their desire to route HELIOS One power for their sole benefit, away from the Mojave Wastelanders who need it most. This even expands into policies like attempting to bring back paper currency, an act motivated as much by nostalgia as it is an attempt to control the money supply.
Ultimately, the empires of the NCR and Saradomin are not unpleasant compared to the 'wilderness' which they warn of outside their borders - but while they might believe that their mission is one of 'civilising', one may wonder to what extent it's a coincidence that their 'civilisation' efforts also correlate with their personal power. Their respective systems and overarching beliefs can be reasonably reduced to a single word: Order.

Zamorak Caesar's Legion
Statue of Zamorak, from the Mage Arena
Originally a mortal Mahjarrat from Freneskae - a region of endless war between tribes - Zamorak's existence has been moulded by power struggles to the point where a yearning for power appears to be his one defining trait. Brought into Zaros' army during the Second Age, he quickly rose through the ranks to become a Legatus Maximus after distinguishing himself during the Zarosian conquests - especially during battles with the Menaphites.
His promotions, however, did nothing to stop his ambition; taking advantage of the poor living conditions for the average people of the empire, he schemed to rebel against Zaros and form his own empire. This eventually came to fruition as he came to possess the Staff of Armadyl, which he would use in a pivotal moment to directly siphon power from Zaros, causing the latter's spirit to flee. With Zaros gone, Zamorak would reward the loyalty of his co-conspirators, and would eventually ignite the God Wars against Saradomin, Bandos, and Armadyl as he aimed to conquer the entirety of Gielinor.
Wearable 'unholy' symbol of Zamorak
The critical differences with Saradomin are revealing in explaining Zamorak's worldview; while both were born into a world of uncertainty and strife, Saradomin's stated aims are broadly egalitarian, while Zamorak's are strictly hierarchical - with himself at the top. The autocratic nature of his power bases make it difficult to establish exactly how he feels towards others; while he rewards loyalty among his supporters, he will just as quickly cast them aside as soon as they become dispensible or a liability. It's difficult to know whether his empire-building after the fall of Zaros strictly aimed to bring discipline and stability, as he once experienced - or whether this stability is simply a by-product of his desire for total control of the realm. In any case, the comparison between the lower classes and the elites in Zamorakian areas like Morytania certainly demonstrates a level of vertical power which outmatches anything which people under Zaros would have experienced.
Caesar, dictator of the Legion
Caesar (born Edward Sallow) was not born into a state of constant warfare as such, but knew to fear it at an early age; the death of his father at the hands of raiders put into concrete terms the dangers which his mother warned about before the 'civilising' might of the NCR, as headed by President Tandi - one of his personal idols. While he was initially an eager member of the Followers of the Apocalypse (at this point still formally affiliated with the NCR), his disillusionment with the corruption and bureaucracy of the NCR state came to a head when his ability as a charismatic leader lead to the unification of several warring tribes in the Mojave Wasteland - with himself at the head.
As Zamorak proves a tyrannical counterpart to Saradomin, so does Caesar to the NCR; his experience in uniting the warring tribes under a single, ultra-reactionary banner of his own design proved, in his mind, its resilience against the instability of the wasteland - but, as with Zamorak, it's difficult to know how much of this is a genuine belief in the resilience of his regime, and how much is his ego. Certainly, the Legion slaves would have some issue with his belief system and how much better their lives are, just as the living 'tithes' of Morytania might have complaints against Zamorakian vampyre rule. Their tyranny can be described in the single word 'Autocracy'.

Guthix Yes Man
Statue of Guthix, from the Mage Arena
While neither the oldest god nor the most ambitious, Guthix is possibly the most powerful god present during the Fifth Age (when OSRS is set). As a mortal Naragi, he was repulsed when the young god Saradomin forced his will upon his world; later on, as the god of Balance during the First Age of Gielinor, he was so disgusted by worshippers venerating his efforts to culture life that he buried himself underground, hoping to be forgotten. This self-imposed exile did not damper his benevolence, however; the destruction caused by the God Wars during the Third Age caused Guthix to wake himself and proclaim the Edicts, preventing the gods from interfering in the lives of mortals.
Guthix ultimately believes in life to the detriment of anything personal - although he also believed that this necessitated some amount of evil and/or violence in the world. This prevents him from being simply described as god of 'peace', and also makes his ultimate goals unrelatable to some humans.
Yes Man
An AI program created by Benny (vis-a-vis Mr House) to solidify his own control over the Mojave, Yes-Man appears deceptively amoral. Despite having immense power, he does not or will not utilise it for his own means, instead only acting when ordered to by the Lone Wanderer. That said, he is not completely without ambition - it is Yes Man who suggests to the Wanderer to build an independent New Vegas, free of the influence of the NCR, the Legion, or any other major power.
Both characters have motivations which can be difficult to relate to, but both appear to have a certain way of viewing the world - for whatever reason - with a tangible end goal, which they work towards almost single-mindedly. They might be described through their Independence.

Armadyl Followers of the Apocalypse

An aviansie - the species which Armadyl once belonged to
It's commonly thought that Saradomin and Armadyl have comparable beliefs - and to an extent they do - but some critical differences have meant that they have been at each others throats as often as they have been allied, leading to a somewhat turbulent and unpredictable dynamic. In contrast to the strict focus on Order of Saradomin, Armadyl demands Justice, and hence has a far more egalitarian outlook; his criticisms of Saradomin's empire in the Second Age must have lead (at least in part) to their opposition to each other in the God Wars, in which the Armadyl Crossbow was stolen by Saradominist forces.
Armadyl's vision of justice and harmony among the various races of Gielinor initially lead to a form of pacifism, but the atrocities committed by the varying gods throughout the ages has lead to the conclusion, in Armadyl's mind, that justice may require bloodshed to achieve - not simply in self-defense. It's unclear to what extent this may degenerate further, or to what extent these views are held by Armadyl's equals.
Pip-boy depiction of the Followers of the Apocalypse
Comparably, the Followers of the Apocalypse initially rejected violence, but have begun to see it as a necessary evil in maintenance of justice in the wasteland. While initially a humanitarian organisation working alongside the NCR, the Followers eventually came to denounce their former allies after internal socioeconomic problems and the Mojave Campaign made their cooperation untenable. Their broadly socialist/anarchist outlook and promotion of mutual aid has made them very popular with the inhabitants of the wasteland, but equally as unpopular with the elites of other factions.
While both the Followers of the Apocalypse and the followers of Armadyl both strive for similar goals, one potential source of discrepancy may lie in their approach to territory - while the Followers have no real interest in claiming and holding territory as such, Armadyl's attitude towards empire building is unclear. Regardless, both are broadly opportunistic with regards to other powers, forming alliances where feasible but being quick to criticise where relevant. Their defining word is 'Justice'.
Seren The Boomers
Seren
Having been born a god, Seren encountered the elves on their homeworld of Tarddiad and almost immediately fell in love with them - this love would prove to be both a blessing and a curse, as her actions to extend the lifespan of the elves would eventually falter if they travelled too far away from her physically. This was not unwelcomed by the elves - especially as it lead to their protection during the God Wars, where so many others perished - but as a consequence, they were effectively isolated from the rest of the inhabitants of Gielinor, eventually becoming divided (after Seren's banishment at the end of the Third Age) between those who were outward-facing and wished to venture into the world, and those who wanted to remain isolated and hostile to the other inhabitants of Gielinor - this would eventually culminate in civil war.
A Boomer, carrying a rocket launcher
Having escaped the nuclear conflagration, some residents of Vault 34 entered the wasteland, eventually coming across Nellis Air Force Base. Their discovery of artillery, arms, and other weapons allowed them defense against raiders, enabling them to become self-sufficient and stable - but their insular mindset (and shelling) dissuaded any other, potentially positive influences from engaging with them. As with the elves in Prifddinas, internal rifts eventually form between those who wish to stay isolated, and those who wish to engage with the world - although, ultimately, these disagreements are far more benign than those between the elves, and they eventually turn outwards after the persistent efforts of the adventurer.
Both Boomers and Elves - of whom Seren is the patron god - are initially defined by their Isolation, but their consequent steps towards engaging with the rest of their respective worlds mean that they might instead be defined by their almost Family-like ties, or their Self-Sufficiency.

Bandos Fiends

General Graardor, another member of the Ourg tribe
The Ourg, Bandos - the Big High War God - appears to be motivated by little more than battle. While his love of war might imply that he shares a worldview with Zamorak, Zamorak only ever sees warfare and bloodshed as a means to an end - by contrast, Bandos sees war as an end in itself; his vision of conquest only exists insofar as he can create more warfare. His outlook is as such almost entirely self-centred; while he will reward loyalty in his ranks (which, themselves, are extremely fluid as they fight amongst each other), it's quite possible that he only does so in order to increase the likelihood and severity of bloodshed. Similarly, he forms an uneasy alliance with Saradomin and Armadyl during the Third Age in order to stop Zamorak, who may otherwise prove a lethal threat.
Motor-Runner, nominal leader of the Fiends
While the Fiends of the Mojave Wasteland can be recognised by their skull helmets, their organisation doesn't get much more advanced. Driven mostly by addiction to chems and sadism, their members take to kidnapping, raiding, and murder of civilians with little interest in politics or claims to territory; similarly, they appear to have no legitimate ventures, instead raiding only so that they can continue to raid. The armies of Bandos and the Fiends can both be described through the word Chaos.

Zaros Mr. House
Ancient talisman displaying the symbol of Zaros
One of the oldest gods (alongside Seren), Zaros predates most of the events covered in OSRS and can almost be seen as a constant in Gielinor, if one of varying strength. Having built up a sprawling empire through conquest in the Second Age, he was eventually felled by Zamorak and was forced to flee in spirit form, eventually fading into obscurity as other gods asserted their dominance. However, while his importance diminished, he continues to hold strong aspirations of power, and spends many ages plotting his return and eventual domination. After his return in RS3, Zaros makes and breaks pacts between different gods (such as Zamorak and Seren) as necessary to further his own goals, generally shying away from direct confrontation and violence in favour of more subversive means.
Robert House, as self-depicted on a screen
Mr House was already powerful before the bombs fell, having acquired a massive fortune through RobCo Industries, a weapons manufacturer; his wealth not only granted him to life-extension technology, but also enabled him to protect the Las Vegas Strip from the Great War (at the cost of a 61-year induced coma). Just as reclusive after the war as before, Mr. House uses cunning and high politics to play different factions in the Mojave against each other, aiming to ultimately take advantage of the chaos and appear on top.
The comparisons between Zaros and Mr House are limited by Zaros' minimal presence in OSRS, although his diminished status in RS3 does not prevent him from playing different sides against each other. Their outlook and plans can be broadly described as Machiavellian.

iii. Conclusion

Minor gods (Marimba, Brassica, Icthlarin, etc) and other Fallout factions are left as an exercise for the reader.
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2020.09.03 18:01 Javinosti Karen conoce al gerente y harán que me despidan si no le doy 15 videojuegos gratis

Hola este es mi primer post disculpen los errores. Yo trabajo en una tienda de videojuegos y mi novia es la gerente. La historia sucedió hace un año, un día estaba cansado de tanto trabajo (las ventas explotaron) quedaban unos 30 minutos de que terminarse mi turno, hasta que llegó ya saben karen
Elenco: K:karen N:novia P:policia BP:buena persona Yo:adivina quien es
Como dije anteriormente, quedanban 30 minutos para que terminase mi turno, pero llego karen.
K: me llevas a la sección de PlayStation ¡AHORA! Yo:esta bien.(la llevo amablemente a la sección de PlayStation) Karen se lleva un rato mirando, hasta que llega al mostrador con 15 videojuegos. K:me llevaré esto. Yo:vale (termino de ver los precios de los videojuegos) señora esto serán unos 300€. K:¡QUE! Yo:señora es normal son 15 videojuegos K:¡YO SOY AMIGA DE LA GERENTE Y ELLA ME HACE DESCUENTOS DE 75%! 1.Eso era mentira ya que no hacemos descuentos para personas conocidas solo para vid es eso es solo un 25% de descuento. 2. Mi novia que es la gerente no es su amiga. Yo:señora calmese. K:¡IDIOTA (me da una cachetada) AHORA ME VAS A DAR ESOS JUEGOS GRATIS O TE DESPIDEN Y TE QUEDAS SIN TRABAJO! Yo:señora ¿quieres arreglar las cosas con mi gerente? K:¡SI! En este punto estaba enojado y llamé a mi novia y salió diciendo. N:amor ¿que esta pasando aquí? Karen le cuenta a mi novia que quería llevarse 15 videojuegos gratis. N:señora eso no será posible ya que yo soy la gerente En este punto karen coje 7 juegos y corre hacia la salida. La buena persona la detiene y la pone de espalda contra la pared BP:señora llamare a la policía.(saca el celular y nos lo da para llamar a la policia) Estábamos que no sabíamos cómo reaccionar, hasta que llegó la policía. K:¡ESOS DE AHÍ ME AGREDIERON Y ME ESTAFARON! BP:policías es una mentirosa les voy a comentar todos los delitos que hizo esta señora P:vale cuente y si la historia de la señora no coincide tendremos que revisar las grabaciones Buena persona procede a contar lo anteriormente sucedido y karen pues como todas las karens mienten. P:tendre que revisar las grabaciones. Nunca vi pasar tan rápido una cara roja a una blanca de miedo Hos lo resumo karen fue acusada de intentó de robo, escándalo publico, agresión y acoso a trabajadores unos 3 años en prisión parece mucho pero ya tenía anteriores cargos, y a la buena persona le hicimos vip como agradecimiento de avernos ayudado. Gracias por leer
Edit:para la gente que diga 300€ un 15 videojuegos es caro, son juegos con 3 horas de uso, casi nuevos y vale 20€
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2020.08.25 05:46 W0lfi18 Dumbass fanfic "Mario is Missing?!"

Luigi (waking up to the alarm clock): Yay! I can’t wait to start the day!
*waiting*
*2 hours later title card pops up*
Luigi (in his head): Why isn’t my big bro up yet?
Luigi: MAAAARRRRIIIIOOOO???
Luigi: Hmm… Maybe SMG4 knows..?
Luigi (at SMG4’s room): SMG4! Have you seen Mario anywhere?
SMG4: Uhh, no (says the scout voice line)
Luigi: Can you look..?
SMG4: Alright, I’ll tweet him about it.
*5 minutes later (not in video time)*
Luigi: Uhh… I’ll go check at Meggy’s place…
Luigi (at Meggy’s place): Meggy! Have you seen Mario anywhere?
Meggy: No. I think he’s off doing some stuff with a plate of spaghetti, though.
Luigi (realizing he forgot to check the castle): I’ll go check the castle! Can you help me?
Meggy: Uhh… sure.
*Meggy and Luigi investigate the castle, but to no avail.*
Meggy (about to give up): Hey, what’s this note?
*the note says “Hey! It’s me, Mario! I’m at the computer shop. Go find me there!” in a really well put together manner*
Meggy: Hey, this is fake! He’d say “It’s-a me!”, and he’d be talking in 3rd person!
Luigi: Maybe it’s not..?
Meggy: Sure, whatever. Let’s check the computer shop.
*at the computer shop, Luigi and Meggy find Tari*
Tari: Hi! Me and Belle were out looking for a new P.C. and some parts!
Belle (with some terrified-sounding notes in her voice): The Tempest competition is TOMORROW, and I don’t have a P.C. at all for it!
Luigi: Why not?
Belle: When that prick SMG3 was recording his dumbass video “SMG3 Buys A New P.C.”, he had to take multiple takes when recording the P.C. breaking scene!
Meggy: Well, of course. What’s the matter there?
Belle: He ran out of P.C.’s, and he USED MINE!
Tari: Wait, hold on. Couldn’t you just ask Tascorp for a new P.C.?
SMG4 (out of nowhere): Hey, keep the Meta Runner stuff down!
*no one listens*
Belle: ASK THEM FOR A NEW $25,000 P.C.?! You know what, Tari?! You go ask SMG4 for an update to your arm! SEE HOW FAR THAT GETS YOU!
*Tari starts crying*
Luigi (whispering to Belle): Hey, I know you’re stressed, but you really should apologize to Tari
Belle: Uhh… sorry for yelling at you..?
Tari: It’s okay. So, Luigi and Meggy, what are you guys up to anyway?
Meggy: Well, Red went missing. Luigi and I are trying to find him.
Belle: Well, we’re VERY CLEARLY busy, so we can’t help!
Luigi: No, we came here for a different reason. Finding you two was a coincidence.
Tari: Have you asked SMG4 to tweet at Mario?
*Luigi facepalms*
Meggy (outside): Who do you think would know where Mario is?
Luigi: I don’t know. Let’s split up and ask everyone we know.
Meggy: Good idea.
*Meggy finds Boopkins, Bob, Whimpu, and Jub Jub on an anime binging session. She very quickly gouges her eyes out before talking to them*
Meggy: Hey, has anyone seen Mario?
Whimpu: We asked him to come over, but he never did.
Boopkins: It’s a shame. I think he would’ve really liked this one!
Bob: It’s got lots of 2d anime tiddies
Jub Jub: Jub Jub!
*Meggy gets the actual f*ck out of there*
*Luigi finds Saiko, Rob, Anti-Shroomy, and Weegee Doll*
Rob: I bet you 10 ears of corn you can’t catch me.
Saiko: I’ll take that bet!
Weegee Doll (becoming Super Saiyan Weegee Doll (we saw it in WOTFI 2020)): WEEGEE
Anti-Shroomy: Prove to me that you’re a demon, and I’ll take it!
*Rob puts on a demon mask*
*Saiko, Super Saiyan Weegee Doll, and Anti-Shroomy all chase after Rob, but to no avail*
Rob: I’m fueled on corn steroids. You cannot catch me.
Saiko (noticing Luigi’s here): Hey! Come help us beat the crap out of Rob!
Luigi: No, I’m good.
Weegee Doll: Weegee (do it now)
Luigi: Seriously! I’m good!
Anti-Shroomy: DO IT NOW YOU LITTLE CHODE MUNCHER!
*Luigi tries to run away*
*Saiko, Super Saiyan Weegee Doll, and Anti-Shroomy all charge after him*
*Meggy and Luigi then find eachother*
Luigi: How’d it go?
Meggy: THEY WERE HAVING AN ANIME BINGING SESSION!
Luigi: At least you didn’t get beaten…
Meggy and Luigi: It would be better if our roles were swapped!
*Cut to Mario and Susan W0lfi18 fighting together*
Mario: HOW DARE YOU TAKE DOWN MY VIDEO!
Susan WhenTheMoonHitsYourEyeLikeABigPizzaPieThatsAmore: 10 minutes of you humping a spaghetti is just about the most illegal crap this platform has!
Mario: BUT YOU LET THE VIDEOS SMG3’S IN STAY ON THE PLATFORM!
Susan Wǝƃƃʎ Sdlǝʇzǝɹ: He still followed our company rules!
Mario: DIE!
*Susan WhatDoYouThinkOfThisFanficISureLikeIt pauses Mario, and throws him down out of the clouds, and right to where Luigi and Meggy are*
Mario: Oh, hi!
Meggy and Luigi: WHAT?!
Mario: I’ll explain it all later.
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2020.08.20 06:00 aniballayoto Buenos consejos para olvidar a alguien

Buenos consejos para olvidar a alguien
Se desea olvidar a alguien porque esa persona dejó un vacío o herida en el corazón. Existen muchos motivos para olvidar a alguien, algunos de los más comunes son:
  • Decepción amorosa.
  • Problemas que se haya tenido con una persona.
  • La necesidad de un cambio positivo de vida.
  • Etc.
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Olvidar a alguien no debe llevar resentimiento, sino una oportunidad de reconstruir tu vida.

Cuando las relaciones amorosas o interpersonales se han deteriorado, existe una gran necesidad de olvidar, cerrar ese capítulo y darte la oportunidad de abrirte a otras personas que puedan valorarte mucho más.
Debes olvidar a alguien porque quieres y mereces algo mucho mejor en tu vida y no por resentimiento. Las personas comparten diferentes períodos en tu vida, hay relaciones fugaces que solo sirven para un objetivo pequeño o tener un aprendizaje, a veces se coincide en ideas y espacios que generan relaciones diferentes, pero existen cambios profundos en tu ser que en muchas ocasiones exigen una renovación de relaciones, inclusive las amorosas.
Olvidar a alguien que se ama es bastante difícil, porque se crea un vínculo fuerte entre las personas y cuando se da una ruptura esto afecta la estabilidad emocional y se vuelve un proceso doloroso, sin embargo está claro que existe la posibilidad de obtener todavía una relación mucho mejor, esta noticia siempre debe motivarte.

Consejos para olvidar a alguien:

  • Convencerte de la idea que siempre es posible encontrar una relación más armoniosa, duradera, intensa y en general mejor:
Esta tesis parece difícil de aceptar cuando una persona está pasando por el dolor emocional de una ruptura. Pero si lo analizas con cuidado, te darás cuenta que el mundo siempre te ofrece cosas maravillosas, si pierdes un empleo, amistad o amor, ahí están disponibles miles de extraordinarias opciones. El apego emocional se parece a las semillas de las plantas, si las primeras no lograron crecer, siempre puedes sembrar otras. El hecho de tener una mente abierta a rehacer tu vida es paso fundamental para olvidar a alguien.
  • Considera que esa persona solo te vino a preparar para algo mucho mejor:
Te preparas en la universidad varios años para luego ejercer una profesión, en las relaciones a menudo sucede lo mismo. Hay ciertas personas que solo te sirven como antecedente y preparación para relaciones mejores. Aprendes de los errores, a conocerte mejor, confiar, desconfiar, comunicarte, guardar distancias, valorarte, afrontar miedos, etc. Piensa que quieres olvidar a alguien porque ahora sí te darás la oportunidad de vivir una nueva relación extraordinaria.
  • Busca una nueva relación que sustituya a la anterior:
No lo vas a hacer de forma desordenada y poniendo en riesgo tu autoestima, sino que estarás completamente abierto/a y dispuesto a rehacer tu vida amorosa, esto lo puedes lograr con el programa subliminal ENCONTRANDO TU ALMA GEMELA. Acá recibirás una serie de mensajes positivas que te llevarán a equilibrar tus emociones y energía a fin de hacer una proyección favorable en todos los entornos que te desenvuelvas, estarás abierto/a a encontrar el amor y muchas personas responderán a ese llamado profundo para que consolides una bella relación. Una vez que otra persona comience a ocupar un lugar en tu vida, toda tu atención comenzará a cambiar y podrás olvidar por completo a esa persona que ahora pertenece al pasado. Esto obedece a un proceso mental que es científico, “las ideas subsisten solo por atención”, esa es la razón por las que hay personas que no puedes recordar. Cuando una relación ha tenido un tiempo largo e intenso, este proceso puede demorar un poco, pero la vida siempre es presente y al concentrarte en disfrutar hoy, tendrás que olvidar, algo que con estos maravilloso audios subliminales puedes hacer.
  • Desahógate del dolor una sola vez:
Una relación fracasada genera un gran dolor, intenta desahogarte una sola vez y después no hables más de ese tema, aunque en tu interior te sientas destrozado/a. Ahí demostrarás UNA GRAN VOLUNTAD, la cual te ayudará a olvidar a alguien.
  • Distrae tu mente lo más que puedas:
Busca salir con amigos, habla de otros temas, realiza ejercicio, trabaja con intensidad, visita personas que hace tiempo que no mirabas, etc. Si logras envolver tu pensamiento en una rutina fuerte de ideas diferentes a todo lo que te recuerde la relación, entonces podrás olvidar. Porque el gasto de energía mental será tan alto, que no tendrás fuerza para emplear tus emociones de una forma negativa. Cuando realizas una jornada extenuante y caes como un “saco de plomo” en tu cama ¿has notado como la mente emocional está apagada? No puedes pensar con emotividad ni en lo positivo, tampoco en lo negativo, lo único que deseas es dormir. Esa es la ventaja del trabajo duro.
  • Usa la autosugestión hasta creer en serio que estás bien:
En algún momento puedes sentirte triste, angustiado y con pocos ánimos. Pero usando la autosugestión puedes cambiar esos estados negativos, por ejemplo si comienzas a reír aunque sea de forma forzada, tu mente no distinguirá que estás haciendo un teatro, entonces después de un tiempo activará químicos que de verdad te harán sentirte muy bien, lo mismo sucede si cantas, bailas, etc. Utiliza MENSAJES SUBLIMINALES (Programa completo de audios subliminales para el desarrollo personal) para sentirte mucho mejor, superar problemas y disponer de una herramienta que te ayudará a lograr diversos propósitos.
  • Elimina de tu vista todo tipo de recuerdos y evita lugares que te transporten a esa relación:
Puedes guardar o eliminar las fotos, regalos, ropa, utensilios, etc. De esa persona. Si crees que la relación merece que la recuerdes en el futuro, entonces puedes guardar en un lugar bien escondido esos recuerdos, en algunos casos es mejor desechar. Evita frecuentar los lugares que visitabas con esa persona, cambia el arreglo de tu apartamento, etc. Deberás demostrarte a ti mismo/a que vas a comenzar una nueva etapa en tu vida y CUMPLIR TUS SUEÑOS.
  • Busca las razones para mantenerte firme en que olvidar a esa persona es lo mejor:
Una forma de hacerlo está en crear un listado de experiencias amargas o desagradables y repasarlas un poco en tu cabeza, en ese momento dirás “esto fue un fracaso”, de esa forma tomarás más fuerza y determinación para olvidar a alguien.
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2020.08.12 14:23 ski2read [Bingo 2020] Book vs. Book - Big Dumb Object

This year I wanted to challenge myself to do two Book Bingo cards, hero mode. Thus, I thought I’d set-up the reviews in a fashion that provides fantasy readers a comparative choice1,2 for their own Bingo readings.
I’ve already done a Book v. Book review for the Exploration Square, the Optimistic SFF Square, the Politics Square, the ColoColour Square, and the Romantic Fantasy/Paranormal Romance Square.

Big Dumb Object

A novel featuring any mysterious object of unknown origin and immense power which generates an intense sense of wonder or horror by its mere existence and which people must seek to understand before it's too late. In this case, we are counting mythical forests, objects under the sea or in space, mysterious signals or illnesses, and science that is too futuristic for our protagonists to understand. HARD MODE: The classic golden-age of science fiction definition of Big Dumb Object - Dyson Spheres, alien spaceships, a BIG thing that appears with no explanation.

Rosewater (The Wormwood Trilogy #1)

Author: Tade Thompson Hard Mode: YES
Plot: Rosewater is the name of the donut-shaped town which has grown along the edges of the alien biodome that popped up overnight a couple hours outside of Lagos, Nigeria. Once a year, the biodome opens briefly to release spores that heal any ailment they come into contact with. Kaaro, the sensitive (read: telepath), is part of Section 45, the branch of the Nigerian government responsible for All Things Weird. As fellow sensitives start dying for no discernible reason, Kaaro is unwillingly tasked with figuring out how his own past and the biodome’s purpose come into play amidst these disappearances.
Characters: Kaaro is front and center. At one point in the novel, his boss describes him as “greedy, amoral, and sexist” and...that about sums it up. I didn’t like Kaaro, but I understood him. It is apathy that emboldens and nurtures his bad qualities and Thompson has placed some self-reflection on the menu for our protagonist. Throughout the novel, Kaaro is surrounded by women with their own, interesting stories (his boss Femi, his co-worker Bola and the woman she tries to set him up with Aminat), but with Kaaro narrating you have to put up with him sexualizing them first before moving on to more important things. As this is the BDO category, yes, The Dome plays a large role, is very much a ‘character’ of its own and, for lack of spoilers, let’s leave it at that.
Writing-Style: Thompson creates a narration style here that’s not quite stream of conscious, but getting there. Condensation of conscious? The Nigeria-centric setting is appreciated, and the small ways Thompson adds detail to his side characters and settings is evident, but for me the writing style needs a bit more polish. The novel isn’t linear. Chapters jump back and forth between years. Even within chapters the narration will jerk with starts and stops. We’re carried along with whatever MC wants to tell us about. I usually enjoy non-linear stories, but Rosewater has a clear enough intended structure that I got distracted rather than awed when that structure was blurred.
For fans of: unlikable MCs; descriptions of Nigerian food; battles in the mindscape; jaded government special forces of the psychic variety Also counts for: Featuring a Ghost, but definitely not hard mode. TL;DR: (3.5/5) The arrival of the mysterious glowing dome and humanity’s sudden psychic abilities is a complete coincidence, I assure you. Sequel-status: This is the first in a trilogy. The second book is from the perspective of Aminat, which makes me interested in picking it up -- we change narrators but retain the interesting setting.

Rendezvous with Rama

Author: Arthur C. Clarke Hard Mode: YES
Plot: In the year 2131, a giant, clearly artificial cylindrical object shows up suddenly outside of Jupiter spinning steadily towards the sun. The crew of the spaceship, Endeavour, are the only ones close enough to investigate the mysterious object (designation: Rama) on behalf of the United Planets. Suddenly the whole solar system is focused on the who, what, when, where, why and how of this giant can hurtling through space.
Characters: Clarke tells us most of the story from the POV of Endeavour Commander Bill Norton. There are also occasional chapters focused on other crew members when the action requires it, as well as brief interludes from the scientists on the Rama Committee (location: a conference room on the Moon). The focus of this novel isn’t on any character’s journey, however. We don’t spend a lot of time developing Norton’s relationship with his crew or the politics of the science committee. The focus is on “wtf is this thing?” and “how can I explain it?” Rama is an inexplicable phenomenon that looms larger than any internal narrator conflict.
Writing-Style: This was my re-read of the year. Mind you I last read Rama when I was about 12. I have distinct memories of Clarke's descriptions of Rama’s vast and manufactured setting; but I remembered none of the characters. Those detailed descriptions remained prevalent on re-read. Clarke really likes describing the absolute layout of things. This was not a plus for me, as I can picture surroundings described by feel (e.g., large or crowded or eerie, etc.) or analogy (e.g., two baseball fields) easier than by exact measurements. One aspect of the novel I didn’t remember (or didn’t pick up on at the time) was the huge pile of benevolent sexism shoveled throughout. Really, we have to introduce the primary female character by talking about her boobies in zero-g? Tell me more about your two wives and how you can’t be bothered to remember which is which. Clarke has two things that kept me from giving up on the book though. Well three if you count the residual guilt of setting aside what’s considered a SF classic. One, there’s an undercurrent of smarmy humor, particularly with the academics, that I enjoyed. (We can save the discussion on Clarke’s portrayal of anthropologists for another day.) Two, when the exploration really started snowballing during the second half of the novel, Clarke created enough tension for me to want to keep reading and see just what happened next. I finished the novel in one sitting as a result.
For fans of: hard science; picturing large distances in your head; first contact; uncertainty and the unknown; classic sci-fi
Also counts for: Exploration (HM); Snow, Ice, or Cold TL;DR: (3/5)* Large object? Yup. Hurtling towards the sun? Yup. No idea who sent it or what’s inside? Yup. We’re totally going to touch it? Oh yea. Sequel-status: There are sequels but they’re written by a co-author and, as I remember them, are very different in style.
* Rating Rama is weird because would BDO be BDO if Rama hadn’t come first? Yet... I’m ranking my enjoyment of a singular novel to others, not 'contributions to genre.'
1 comparative in good fun only. Read both! Read neither! Read half of one, start the other, then buy a third to get distracted with. 2 Usual Disclaimer: My tastes may or may not be your tastes, so here’s a simple litmus test: I swear by Lois McMaster Bujold; find the Kingkiller Chronicle boring; loved Lies of Lock Lamora, liked Red Seas Under Red Skies, and tolerated Republic of Thieves; read all of the Dresden Files but find myself more and more annoyed by them the older I get; will re-read His Dark Materials or Sabriel whenever asked and The Rook whenever I’m feeling down; and, think The Goblin Emperor is just delightful.
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2020.08.08 05:27 blackvirus1896 Vaulting or limiting the amount of epic body shields(purple shields) is the solution for armor and legend meta balance (without nerfing or buffing)

Sorry for any grammar mistake before hand english is my second language.
I think that having variety is always good to have in a game and the allure of randomness is key for a BR shooter. But right now the amor is too based on luck on early game. How many times you couldn't find a shield and your opponent has epic shields already in the start of the game. Also in ranked if a team landed in a high tier loot area and is successful on contesting the area or looted without resistance the odds that they're set on loot is pretty high, making the team look for placement in a ranked match by camping. Having an epic shield is enough for most situations in the game and it's rather common in the game plus if you add the legendary armor or level 3 evos.
So this solution would balance a bit more the heath difference in most fights by having 200 hit points something to work for and not given to you. Because in my opinion a 75 damage difference is an enough of an advantage to kill an equal skilled opponent but not being overwhelming. also this would make the game play a bit faster and more aggressive because to deck out on max health you're encourage to fight to evolve your evo shield or moving more your of position to find a legendary body shield or truly be lucky to find one.
So the solution of shield list is like this:
-No shield
-Common shield(White)
-Rare shield(Blue)
-Legendary Shield(Gold)
-Evo shield same damage stats to evolve them
Level 1 25 hitpoints + health
Level 2 50 hitpoints + health
Level 3 100 hitpoints + health
Level 5 125 hitpoints + health
The theoretical max health difference is 125 on a fresh fight, but a a situation on having no armor vs a red evo shield is pretty rare unless you're respawned pretty late into the game. Realistically most people will have common/level 2 evo or rare shield by the end of first ring closure (excluding the shrouds that will already have a level 5 evo or hotzone or dropship in Kings canyon legendary shield because your lucky and had the courage to land there which you deserve to have them). So by this time fighting squads to level up or find evo shields is encouraged, going for care packages, shooting cargo bots/flyers and going to the vault. This can make squads go for power positions in the map making fights more common. This would make things more even through out the entire match. Also this can balance more the legend meta indirectly buffing Loba and Lifeline and nerfing Gibby's pretty large health pool + wattson and caustic must fight more aggressive which means that some players would pick other legend thus reducing thier pick rates without nerfing thier power I would even revert wattson's pylon if this change is made(but that's another topic.
P.S - Although I personally remove Epic shields(Purple) I can compromise that these items can only found on cargo bots, vault, flyers, dropships and hotzone. So you need fight for such item instead of a lucky find.
Be free to discuss your opinions below, I'll be opened for that, I've been hitting platinum 4 since season 4 on PS4(nice coincidence), so I don't know how different pure diamond, master and predator lobbies play out, but my educated guess due to the higher RP cost camping is even more prevalent but correct me if I am wrong
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2020.08.05 21:45 kurtist04 The Origin of the Winter Court: Nymphidia

TL;DR: Just read Nymphidia. Its one of the earliest works of literature about Mab and describes how she formed the Winter Court, the first Winter (and summer?) Knight, the relationship between Mab and Persephone, what happened to Oberon, and possibly why Mab and Titania aren't on speaking terms.

Honestly I don't anticipate a lot of people wanting to read this, but I thought it was super interesting so I decided to share. It's never been discussed here that I could find, and I haven't seen it mentioned on the WOJ site.

Mab wasn't always Mab, the Queen of Air and Darkness.
Q: How big will Toot get? A: Depends on how much influence he has in the world. That’s how the sidhe gain their size and power. Mab wasn’t always as big as she is now.

In the earliest mentions of Mab in literature she is just a tiny little dewdrop fairy like Toot.
BENVOLIO
Who’s Queen Mab?
MERCUTIO
She’s the fairies' midwife. She’s no bigger than the stone on a city councilman’s ring. She rides around in a wagon drawn by tiny little atoms, and she rides over men’s noses as they lie sleeping. The spokes of her wagon are made of spiders' legs. The cover of her wagon is made of grasshoppers' wings. The harnesses are made of the smallest spiderwebs. The collars are made out of moonbeams. Her whip is a thread attached to a cricket’s bone. Her wagon driver is a tiny bug in a gray coat; he’s not half the size of a little round worm that comes from the finger of a lazy young girl. Her chariot is a hazelnut shell. It was made by a carpenter squirrel or an old grubworm; they’ve made wagons for the fairies as long as anyone can remember. In this royal wagon, she rides every night through the brains of lovers and makes them dream about love. She rides over courtiers' knees, and they dream about curtsying. She rides over lawyers' fingers, and right away, they dream about their fees. She rides over ladies' lips, and they immediately dream of kisses. Queen Mab often puts blisters on their lips because their breath smells like candy, which makes her mad. Sometimes she rides over a courtier’s lips, and he dreams of making money off of someone. Sometimes she tickles a priest’s nose with a tithe-pigs tail, and he dreams of a large donation. Sometimes she rides over a soldier’s neck, and he dreams of cutting the throats of foreign enemies, of breaking down walls, of ambushes, of Spanish swords, and of enormous cups of liquor. And then, drums beat in his ear and he wakes up. He’s frightened, so he says a couple of prayers and goes back to sleep. She is the same Mab who tangles the hair in horses' manes at night and makes the tangles hard in the dirty hairs, which bring bad luck if they’re untangled. Mab is the old hag who gives false sex dreams to virgins and teaches them how to hold a lover and bear a child. She’s the one—
ROMEO
Enough, enough! Mercutio, be quiet. You’re talking nonsense.
As far as I'm aware this is the first time we have Mab mentioned in recorded literature. It's likely that Shakespeare was drawing from other sources when he wrote this, but we'll never know because those stories may have not survived.
In Midsummers Night Dream Oberon is the Fairy king of Titania, but here in Nymphidia he is the Fairy King of Mab. Jim has mentioned Oberon before:
Oberon… well, the guy kind of wound up between Mab and Titania in one of those romantic triangle things, back around Shakespeare’s day. He didn’t make it.
I think Nymphidia gives us some insight into this love triangle, and why Titania won't talk to Mab. Nymphidia was written in 1627, Midsummer Night's Dream was written around 1595-96, so the author of Nymphidia and Shakespeare were contemporaries. "back around Shakespeare's day".

On to Nymphidia:

In short: Mab was the fairy queen of Oberon, but had an affair with one of her knights: Pigwiggen. Oberon finds out and is incredibly jealous and tries to catch them in the act. Meanwhile Mab, Pigwiggen, and their friends are having a masquerade party in Mab's Summer Hall, and when they discover that Oberon is on his way there is a huge scramble and masks are lost and left behind. Mab is furious and forms a fairy court of her own without the undue influence of a Fairy King. Oberon is furious and tries to take Mab back, but pigwiggen fights as her champion against Oberon. While they are fighting Mab and Persephone gang up and cast a spell against Oberon, wiping his memory of the whole event and the story ends.

Now I'll go through and show off some of the highlights and try and piece together how Butcher used them to create the Dresden Files.

To start: Mab is a tiny fairy at the beginning of this tale as well, and we have a description of her chariot. I mention this because it matches Mercutio's story well.
Her chariot of a snail's fine shell, Which for the colours did excel, The fair Queen Mab becoming well, So lively was the limning ; 140 The seat the soft wool of the bee, The cover, gallantly to see, The wing of a pied butterflee ; I trow 't was simple trimming.
The wheels composed of crickets' bones, And daintily made for the nonce, For fear of rattling on the stones With thistle-down they shod it;

Mab has an affair:
But listen, and I shall you tell A chance in Fairy that befell, Which certainly may please some well In love and arms delighting, Of Oberon that jealous grew Of one of his own Fairy crew, Too well, he feared, his Queen that knew, His love but ill requiting.
Pigwiggen was this Fairy Knight, One wondrous gracious in the sight 90 Of fair Queen Mab, which day and night He amorously observed ; Which made King Oberon suspect His service took too good effect, His sauciness and often checkt, And could have wished him starved.
Dresdenverse Interpretation: Fairy Knight = Winter Knight?

Mab and Pigwiggen write each other letters, then run off to meet:
When by Tom Thumb, a Fairy Page, He sent it, and doth him engage By promise of a mighty wage It secretly to carry ; Which done, the Queen her maids doth call, And bids them to be ready all : She would go see her summer hall, She could no longer tarry.
Dresdenverse Interpretation: Tom Thumb is to Pigwiggen as Toot Toot is to Dresden.

Oberon is furious:
But let us leave Queen Mab awhile, (Through many a gate, o'er many a stile, That now had gotten by this wile), Her dear Pigwiggen kissing ; 180 And tell how Oberon doth fare, Who grew as mad as any hare When he had sought each place with care And found his Queen was missing.

He runs around embarrassing himself trying to find Mab until he finds Puck:
" Dear Puck," quoth he, " my wife is gone : As e'er thou lov'st King Oberon, Let everything but this alone, With vengeance and pursue her ; 300 Bring her to me alive or dead, Or that vile thief Pigwiggen's head ; That villain hath defiled my bed, He to this folly drew her."

Nymphidia, a fairy servant of Mab, overhears and warns Mab:
In comes Nymphidia, and doth cry, " My sovereign, for your safety fly, 330 For there is danger but too nigh ; I posted to forewarn you : The King hath sent Hobgoblin [Puck] out, To seek you all the fields about, And of your safety you may doubt, If he but once discern you."
When like an uproar in a town, Before them everything went down ; Some tore a ruff, and some a gown, 'Gainst one another justling ; 340 They flew about like chaff i' the wind ; For haste some left their masks behind ; Some could not stay their gloves to find ; There never was such bustling.
Dresdenverse Interpretation: This is actually the first we learn of Mab gaining power. In the Dresden files Masks=Mantles of power. This idea is discussed multiple times, most specifically about Odin/Vadderung/Kringle during Cold Days. Halloween is described as the day when masks are donned or traded, and we know that Mab drew power to herself by stealing the Masks of others by killing those who held them on the stone table. I think this is exactly what happened here in Nymphidia. If Jim were to take this story and make it fit Dresden Files I suspect the party was probably just as dangerous as Harry's birthday party in Cold Days, but that here many of those invited didn't live to see the end of the masquerade and Mab was that much stronger.

Mab creates the Winter Court:
Forth ran they, by a secret way, Into a brake that near them lay ; Yet much they doubted there to stay, Lest Hob [Puck] should hap to find them ; He had a sharp and piercing sight, All one to him the day and night ; 350 And therefore were resolved by flight To leave this place behind them.
At length one chance to find a nut, In the end of which a hole was cut, Which lay upon a hazel root, There scattered by a suirrel Which out the kernel gotten had ; When quoth this Fay, " Dear Queen, be glad ; Let Oberon be ne'er so mad, I'll set you safe from peril. 360
" Come all into this nut," quoth she, " Come closely in ; be ruled by me ; Each one may here a chooser be, For room ye need not wrastle : Nor need ye be together heapt ;" Son one by one therein they crept, And lying down they soundly slept, And safe as in a castle.
At the beginning of Nympfidia a longer description of the castle is given:
This palace standeth in the air, By necromancy placed there, That it no tempests needs to fear, Which way soe'er it blow it ; And somewhat southward toward the noon, Whence lies a way up to the moon, And thence the Fairy can as soon Pass to the earth below it. 40 The walls of spiders' legs are made Well mortised and finely laid ; He was the master of his trade It curiously that builded ; The windows of the eyes of cats, And for the roof, instead of slats, Is covered with the skins of bats, With moonshine that are gilded.
Dresdenverse interpretation: They scattered, but found their way to Arctis Tor where Mab offered them safety and freedom as part of her new Fairy Court. The description of Mab's castle doesn't quite match the description of Arctis Tor which is made entirely of ice. But it standing in the air by the use of necromancy and having paths up to the moon does match Mab as the Queen of Air and Darkness.

Nymphidia and Prosepine (Persephone) cast a spell on Puck (Hob, Hobgoblin):
At length upon his feet he gets, Hobgoblin fumes, Hobgoblin frets ; 450 And as again he forward sets, And through the bushes scrambles, A stump doth trip him in his pace ; Down comes poor Hob upon his face, And lamentably tore his case, Amongst the briars and brambles.
Dresdenverse Interpretation: I included this because it sounds a lot like the briar spell that Aurora casts in Summer Knight. It also reminds me of the hedge illusion surrounding Arctis Tor, and since Nymphidia placed this between Puck and 'Arctis Tor' to keep him away from Mab this hedge from Nymphidia and the Hedge Maze from Dresden Files are probably one and the same.

Pigwiggen is fed up with Oberon chasing them down so he don's his armor and meets up with Tomalin:
When soon he met with Tomalin, One that a valiant knight had been, And to King Oberon of kin ; Quoth he, " Thou manly Fairy, Tell Oberon I come prepared, Then bid him stand upon his guard ; This hand his baseness shall reward, Let him be ne'er so wary.
" Say to him thus, that I defy His slanders and his infamy, 530 And as a mortal enemy Do publicly proclaim him : Withal that if I had mine own, He should not wear the Fairy crown, But with a vengeance should come down, Nor we a king should name him."
Dresdenverse Interpretation: Pigwiggen is the Winter Knight, Tomalin is the Summer Knight. Though this is a little muddled since Tomalin already exists in the Dresden Files. He's mentioned as a Winter Knight in Cold Days during the birthday party.
“That was well-done, wizard,” Mab murmured. “No one has lifted a hand to them that way since the days of Tam Lin.”
Tam Lin is a well known tale coming out of Scotland. He is a mortal man that's trapped in Fairy, but escapes the grasp of the Queen of the Fairies by his true love MARGARET. The fact that Tomalin/Tam Lin shows up here in Nymphidia, in the Dresden Files, and in fairy tales along with a woman named Margaret is way more than a coincidence. I would like to say that Tam Lin and Malcolm, Harry's father, are one and the same, but I find it hard to believe that Ebenezer would still call him a "vanilla mortal" if he were the Winter Knight or a vassal of Mab. Or maybe Ebenezer didn't know, the White Council asked Harry to talk to the Winter Court because he was one of the only people with any contacts with Fairy. It seems like most wizards would rather pretend the Courts didn't exist and try to avoid them as much as they can.
If I were to hazard a guess I think Jim cut Pigwiggen from the Dresden Files for simplicity's sake and replaced him with Tomalin. So Tomalin was Mab's knight, which fits with how Mab uses sex to pass down the Mantle. The "affair" was actually her calling/creating a Knight. And later Tomalin is the one who acts as her Champion and fights off Oberon. "lifting his hand to [the Sidhe]". The other possibility is that, as described here in Nymphidia, Tomalin was the SummeOberon's Knight and Mab simply admired him for standing up to the Sidhe.

Mab's affair, and the fight brewing between Pigwiggen and Oberon, was very public:
Soon flew this news through Fairy-land, Which gave Queen Mab to understand The combat that was then in hand Betwixt those men so mighty : Which greatly she began to rue, Perceiving that all Fairy knew, The first occasion from her grew Of these affairs so weighty.
Wherefore attended with her maids, Through fogs, and mists, and damps she wades, 570 To Proserpine the Queen of Shades, To treat, that it would please her The cause into her hands to take, For ancient love and friendship's sake, And soon thereof an end to make, Which of much care would ease her.
Dresdenverse Interpretation: Proserpine = Persephone. This matches up with Hades story of Hecate/Mab helping him and Persephone out on their Honeymoon. Mab and Persephone were friends. This also matches up with how Mab broadcast having sex with Harry to make him the Winter Knight, the news was spread throughout Fairy. Mab being worried with the affair being made public doesn't quite fit with the Mab we know, so Jim could have just ignored this.

Pigwiggen and Oberon fight, to the point where they are both nearly dead. Mab and Proserpine cast a spell on everyone involved and the story ends:
Now Proserpine with Mab is gone Unto the place where Oberon And proud Pigwiggen, one to one, Both to be slain were likely : And there themselves they closely hide, Because they would not be espied ; For Proserpine meant to decide The matter very quickly.
And suddenly unties the poke, Which out of it sent such a smoke, 650 As ready was them all to choke, So grievous was the pother ; So that the knights each other lost, And stood as still as any post ; Tom Thumb nor Tomalin could boast Themselves of any other.
But when the mist 'gan somewhat cease Proserpina commandeth peace ; And that a while they should release Each other of their peril ; 660 " Which here," quoth she, " I do proclaim To all in dreadful Pluto's name, That as ye will eschew his blame, You let me hear the quarrel :
" But here yourselves you must engage Somewhat to cool your spleenish rage ; Your grievous thirst and to assuage That first you drink this liquor, Which shall your understanding clear, As plainly shall to you appear ; 670 Those things from me that you shall hear Conceiving much the quicker."
This Lethe water, you must know, The memory destroyeth so, That of our weal, or of our woe, Is all remembrance blotted ; Of it nor can you ever think ; For they no sooner took this drink, But nought into their brains could sink Of what had them besotted. 680
King Oberon forgotten had That he for jealousy ran mad, But of his Queen was wondrous glad, And asked how they came thither : Pigwiggen likewise doth forget That he Queen Mab had ever met, Or that they were so hard beset, When they were found together.
Nor neither of them both had thought That e'er they had each other sought, 690 Much less that they a combat fought, But such a dream were loathing : Tom Thumb had got a little sup, And Tomalin scarce kissed the cup, Yet had their brains so sure locked up, that they remembered nothing.
Queen Mab and her light maids, the while, Amongst themselves do closely smile, To see the King caught with this wile, With one another jesting : 700 And to the Fairy Court they went With mickle joy and merriment, Which thing was done with good intent, And thus I left them feasting.
Dresdenverse Interpretation: Admittedly this ending is a little confusing in regards to how it fits into the Dresdenverse. Given the whole love triangle thing with Mab, Titania, and Oberon I'm going to assume that instead of Oberon getting his mind wiped he died in this confrontation. "He didn’t make it.".
The Persephone angle is a little strange. In Skin Game it's implied that Mab as Hecate helped Titania as Persephone evade Mother Summer as Demeter. So why are Mab (Hecate) and Titania (Persephone) working together to erase the mind of Oberon (the other vertex in the love triangle)? One possibility is that Oberon left Titania and ran off with Mab, who ran off with someone else and ended up needing to go back to Titania for help in fixing the situation and Oberon ended up dead. This would have created that rift between the two, even though they once shared an "ancient love and friendship". This would also explain why Mab would be upset that the affair between Pigwiggen and her was made so public, because it also made her relationship with Oberon public and that was the relationship she wanted kept hidden from Fairy and from Titania.

If you made it this far, thank you! And I hope you thought it was as interesting as I did. I would love to hear more thoughts on the ending and what it could mean for the Dresden Files, so fire away.
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2020.08.02 04:26 Alphonse123 Questions regarding God and the Nihilistic Universal Outlook of Science

Before we begin, I would like to put it out that this is NOT a thread for debating eschatology. I am not concerned with matters regarding people's opinions of events which may or may not have already come to pass (I'm a Post-Mil. Partial Preterist, so anything regarding the Great Tribulation to old news to me). I respect all view points, but I have not come to discuss them.
Currently, in our age, there is a world-wide pandemic sweeping the globe- and it's not Covid; it's nihilism. More than ever before, people are convinced that life is random mistake cobbled together by an uncaring universe, and thus it has no meaning. This gives many a justification to lead hedonistic, amoral lives, because their actions have no consequences, and life no meaning, so what's there to lose?
(Your Immortal Soul, that's what.)
Science seems to bolster this view to a startling degree, such that I have had to meditate long and hard to steel my faith against doubt. According to various scientific theories, not only are we a random product of billions of years of evolution, we've got only 5 billion years until our home system is destroyed by the Sun, and a few billion more until the Universe's expansion or collapse leaves nothing but an empty void- thus obliterating any hopes I had of evangelizing to the inhabitants of Alpha-Centauri and erasing any progress the Gospel has made.
Fortunately for Humanity, we won't have to worry about the End of The Universe- we'll be long dead beforehand anyway, if Asteroids, Global Warming, Nuclear War, or the Sun have anything to say about it, according to science!
I am blessed to have God's peace as I go throughout my day, the pretty blue skies and birds of the air reminding me of the beauty of his creation and his handiwork- but when I sit down in the evening, I often struggle with my Asperger-driven ponderings, and more often than not, I head to bed and prayer feeling sad.
Faith is a powerful thing, but when you see the articles and treaties from Scientists- the same field that may very well bring Humanity closer to the Truth of God and his design- it seems like they work against our cause. If Science can be backed up with facts and logic, but the Scripture can't, then what chance do we have?
I know the Truth. I've felt the Holy Spirit moving in me before. I've seen the Prophecies of Israel's reformation come to pass, and believe part of Revelation to have been fulfilled in the Destruction of Jerusalem in 70 AD. Christ makes good on the promises of Isaiah and other Old Testament Prophets- it's clear that all of this is no coincidence, and was made possible by Divine Mandate. Still, I struggle often to reconcile this Truth with the 'Truth' of Science.
It's difficult to live in the present when you are afraid of the future. I was able to live well and carefree from 2016 to 2019, sure that most things would not change- but now I struggle to see the next month with courage and optimism, never-mind the next 60 Years or so I have left- if I'm lucky.
I used to look forward to tomorrow- now I have trouble just making it through each day (one day at a time, sweet Jesus-).
It is said that the Kings of the Nations shall bring all their glory and splendor into the New Jerusalem- that means their Art, Culture, Food, Clothing, Music, Literature, and likely even innovations. I can't be certain, but I am 50% sure that reading Lord of The Rings or watching Star Wars might not be far-fetched on the New Earth. With Science's outlook, all of our good works, our innovation, our knowledge of the Gospel, our Art, our Culture- every trial overcome, every giant crushed, every thing to evil abolished- is all for nothing. We are just pieces of star-dust; matter formed into a sentient being which will live and die, never to rise, of a species doomed to extinction, on a planet fated to burn, in a reality destined to entropy.
How do I hold on to God's promises, especially in the season where I have been unable to hear him, when the World seems to tell me that my existence is inconsequential?
For once, I feel like I understand the dispensationalists- wanting to be 'raptured away' from this World of sorrows. I feel like dying, but refuse to take my life- I've made an oath to my King that I'll see this through until he gives leave to return home.
I want to go home.....
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2020.07.28 19:22 NoochyByNature The Story of Ulan-Tan & Symmetry

Listen!
That's the thing, isn't it? No one wants to listen. They only pay attention once you're dead. Ulan-Tan was the greatest mind of his time, and so, of course, he was wholly overlooked. You did not even give him the crown of a heretic—not until he was already gone.
You had him! But he slipped beneath your notice. And now that he's gone, you parrot his ideas like they're your own. You say the words! You play the part! Some of you even wear the costume. I hear you describe him as he must have been in life. His bright face. His shining bond. Every tile he stepped on turned to gold, and everyone sang his praises in the streets.
Jackals! He was threadbare and haggard! He was mocked for his meandering rants! You've dug up his grave to chew on his bones; you've twisted his words into something false. Something yours. There's no substance to you. You preach the sermon, but you will not—could not!—live the teaching. Not as I have.
This is not what his genius deserved.
Bond Of Reciprocity 2018

Ulan-Tan, the controversial warlock known for his theories of Symmetry, is remembered for his arguments on the nature of "the darkness" alongside other philosophers and figures who lived to see the collapse of the Golden Age.

Something hit us. Killed our Golden Age. Nearly wiped us out. Only the Traveler saved us, and at a shattering cost.
The Speaker tells of a cosmic force that swept over us and caused the Collapse. Legend calls it the Darkness, the Traveler's ancient enemy, which hunted it across space.
All we have left are questions. Centuries of debate gave birth to competing arguments on the nature of the Darkness and the Collapse.
The Pujari Position describes the Darkness as a force with both physical and moral presence, an actualization of evil. Pujari art depicts the Darkness as a great storm, or as a change in conduct, a corruption that emerged from within and poisoned the Golden Age.
Saint-14's Position argues that the Darkness was an invading armada, an alien force of incredible - but tangible - power. Some adherents believe that this armada sprang from species rejected or discarded by the Traveler for their sins.
Ulan-Tan's Thesis considers the Darkness a necessary symmetry to the Traveler in a cosmic balance. In this view, the Traveler's goodness led it to sacrifice for others, and it is up to us to return this goodness by healing the Traveler.
The Monist Position, or the Deflationary Position, considers the Darkness as a technologically sophisticated force, perhaps a post-Singularity intelligence. Adherents invoke information theory or contend that the universe is a simulation, allowing advanced intelligence to gain weakly acausal powers by bending the rules.
The Acataleptic Clause claims that we are intrinsically unable to understand the Darkness. In many respects this belief parallels the Praxic Creed, which suggests that we should stop worrying about the nature of the Darkness and focus on resisting and defeating it.
Certain positions - often labeled heretical - imply that the Traveler itself triggered the Collapse, or that it knew the Darkness was coming for it and hoped to use the Solar System as a sacrifice or a proxy army. The Binary Star cult is one notable example.
The Darkness 2015

And now, five years later...

Before the invention of the doctrine of Symmetry, the prevailing framework for talking about the Darkness was a moral one. Dark Age scholars directly mapped the paracausal forces to our preexisting moral codes. That is to say, they thought that [Light = Good] and [Darkness = Evil]. For them, the connection was innate. This was a natural assumption, given how the Darkness had razed the known worlds, and how the Traveler had saved humanity from destruction.
However, once the dust from the Collapse settled, it became possible for City Age scholars to broaden their historical gazes. For the first time, they studied the Darkness from a holistic perspective, rather than a moral one. Most of these proto-Symmetrists hedged their theses by stating, as Mornighan put it in "Darkness Enlightened": "Though it may be true that the Darkness is a necessary Evil, we may countenance its existence by acknowledging that it gives way at all times to the force of Good. For wherever the Light shines, the Darkness recedes before it."
It was in this intellectual space that Ulan-Tan first proposed the doctrine of Symmetry. His hypothesis discarded the Dark Age premise that the Darkness and Light were moral in nature. Instead, he postulated that our moral understanding of Light and Darkness were subjective experiences of absolute forces.
If one accepts that the concepts of Light/Darkness and Good/Evil are not perfectly aligned, then there must necessarily exist liminal spaces where [Light = Evil] and [Darkness = Good]. If true, it would be the ultimate triumph of moral relativism. It was this (yet unspoken) tangent of Symmetry that the Vanguard found to be so threatening.
—Excerpts from "Ulan-Tan, Heretic Saint"
Solstice Mark (Magnificent) 2020

the transcripts of his theories are as follows...

"To have Light, we must have Dark. This is the symmetry of the Universe." —Controversial Warlock Ulan-Tan
I propose a simple experiment—look around. You see light. You see darkness. There could not be one without the other. They are two sides of the same coin.
If it is true for these Newtonian echoes, why would it not be true of the purest, paracausal forms? Therefore, I conclude: the reason you persecute me is not because of the symmetry. It's because of the truth beyond this truth, the truth which you most dread: if we could destroy darkness, but we had to give up our Light to do so, how many of us would make that trade?
Symmetry Flight 2017

Launching with destiny 2 was this ship echoing Ulan's theories. It seems no mater how far along we are in our story, the echoes of symmetry continue to follow us.
And then, a whisper

"The demiurge of the Hive is the worm; the demiurge of the Vex is the thought; the demiurge of the Fallen is the Ether, which is survival; the demiurge of the Cabal is authority. These are the things, both constraint and power, which define the universe of possible actions. These are the rule makers and instruments which enforce reality. Give a power to a Guardian and they shall know that power as a weapon, for when a Guardian chooses to alter the world, they do so with the bullet and the blade. Grant a Guardian godly power, and that Guardian shall fashion it into a perfect rifle. The demiurge of the Guardian is the gun.
But we must remember that the demiurge is not the god. It is only the thing that converts perfect divine will into imperfect material form. We may wield the demiurge; but if we do, what god wields us?" —Ulan-Tan
A Thousand Wings 2018

We receive a whisper coming from the grove of Ulan-Tan. Is this just a coincidence? Could the darkness be inviting us into this mission through the doors of a guardian who preached the art of symmetry in the universe, that neither the light or the dark, that neither the host or their guest in this mission be evil?
Two months later in the mission "Ace in the hole" we listen to Cayde for the last time as he speaks to his potential killers.

Cayde-6:
"This one's for the minds behind the Deep Stone Crypt. You think just 'cause you made me, you can unmake me? Hey, I understand. I were you, I wouldn't want people knowing what I did either. Guess you better hope I didn't tell anyone about the crypt. Or about the, uh, what was it? Oh yeah… Long Slow Whisper. 'Cause if I did, that would be real bad for you, huh? I may be dead, but I guarantee you ain't heard the last of me."
Ace In The Hole 2018

Clovis Bray is considered to be the man who Cayde is speaking to in this quote. Clovis heard a whisper, and with it came the secrets of the Deep Stone Crypt. With Beyond Light we will finally learn the secrets of the Deep Stone Crypt, while we do not know if this story will be directly related to the pyramid ships or not, it may be logical to think they are connected if the location of the crypt is in fact on Europa with the active pyramid ship.
Let's go back to why we have been kept from embracing the darkness through grimoire that dates as far back as 2015 and as recent as today.

The Silencing Of Ulan-Tan


The knock-on effects of Ulan-Tan's Symmetry theory were wide reaching. They likely extended much further than Ulan-Tan himself ever intended. The idea of Light and Darkness as amoral, interdependent forces led to some extremely inconvenient questions. Chief among those was the following: If the Light and Darkness were interdependent, how could one ever "defeat" the Darkness?
As Ulan-Tan himself said, "I wish the Light could 'win,' as you put it. But we must accept that it's just not that simple.
This became a thorny subject for the Guardians, who had spent centuries asserting their combat capabilities. Inherent in their militarism was the idea that victory, or at least self-defense, was possible. However, if their use of the Light simply prompted the spontaneous generation of Darkness somewhere else in the universe, then their military efforts were inherently futile. They were simply propagating an eternal stalemate at the expense of their own pain and suffering.
In short, Ulan-Tan's biggest sin was telling a ruling warrior class that their war was unwinnable.
—Excerpts from "Ulan-Tan, Heretic Saint"
Solstice Cloak (Majestic) 2020

Here begins the push back against those who follow the word of Ulan-Tan. We see here that as these theories begin to gain traction, it irritates those who work protect against what they claim to be evil, and that these theories only slow down our mission of good over evil. And who would this harm more than anyone? Our Vanguard...

While Ulan-Tan was certainly unpopular within the ranks of the Guardians, he became persona non grata with the publication of a pamphlet entitled, "Finding Light in the Darkness." Though it was anonymously authored, the ideas within were widely credited to Ulan-Tan, and he bore the consequences of its publication. The most provocative ideas within the pamphlet were as follows: "Light cannot exist without Darkness! They are a bonded pair. They beget each other in eternal Symmetry. They are as One!"
"If we claim Knowledge from Sister Light, then we must also claim Knowledge from Brother Dark. The Traveler shares only half of Life. Darkness provides the rest! We must know the Dark to know ourselves. We must Balance or Perish!"
The idea of embracing the Darkness, even to learn from it, was the final provocation. One that the Vanguard could not let stand. So, while the true provenance of the document remains unknown, punishment was meted out against Ulan-Tan for having "let the cat out of the bag."
Though authorities throughout the system attempted to discredit Ulan-Tan, essentially forcing him into hermitage for the latter half of his life, it speaks to the persuasiveness of his ideas that Symmetry is still a widely studied philosophy. It remains as controversial (some would say "heretical") today as it was during its inception.
—Excerpts from "Ulan-Tan, Heretic Saint"
Solstice Bond (Majestic) 2020

An excerpt from a pamphlet filled with provocative ideas credited to Ulan-Tan, expressing the idea of embracing the darkness is cited as a pivotal moment in the extinguishing of these ideologies, specifically, with the Vanguard...
And so, from the Ghost Fragment: The City Age 2015.....

"And so it is agreed. The Concordat shall no longer be recognized among the Consensus. We'll begin the dismantling right away. But what of those Guardians who have pledged to them? We can't afford any more banishments."
"I'm sure Zavala can see to their realignment."
"We'll do our best. Lysander chose his followers wisely. It may take some time."
"Lysander will not back down. He'll continue his crusade from wherever we stuff him."
"And so we'll need to find some new ideas to replace his."
"The Symmetry has been gaining a strong following..."
"Ulan-Tan's teachings are too dangerous. Too much fear. Who knew he'd be more trouble dead than alive?"
"We'll need to refocus our collective minds on combat. The Speaker's anxious to regain ground we lost after the Gap."
"There is the War Cult."
"Too secretive. Have you ever tried to talk to one of their 'soldiers'? Like a child. Answering questions with questions."
"They are dedicated to the war."
"Which one?"
"Good question."
"Zavala?"
"They seem focused. Strong. More interesting than worrisome."
"Let's take it to a vote. All in favor of the ascension of the Future War Cult?"
"Unanimous? Good. We'll grant the Future War Cult access to the Tower and a seat among us. Ghost, please offer the Speaker this proposal."
"Now onto the next order of business...Shaxx is here with another proposal for his Crucible."

Lysander, Leader of The Concordant, a faction removed from the consensus and booted from the tower for its radical ideas based on the theory of symmetry created by the great Warlock Ulan-Tan. Lysander as we learned obtaining his sparrow in Destiny 1, left the tower and it is said he still holds a small gathering outside the walls of the city.
At this time we had no idea how strong the theory of Symmetry was. It has since become clear, it was enough of a threat that the Vanguard agreed to eliminate its biggest following and replace it with a faction dedicated to war, something they too are dedicated to. And with it, they hope to stop the word of Ulan-Tan and guardians from Using the darkness. Zavala and the Vanguard have been sure to keep us devoted to war and disregard the word of Symmetry.

"In the darkness, light shines more brightly, and where light shines, it casts a shadow."

"You do not hate me. You hate the idea that I might be right."

"Whatever came for us… it will come again. That is the nature of symmetry."

"I propose a simple experiment—look around. You see light. You see darkness. There could not be one without the other. They are two sides of the same coin."

"One day you will realize… Light alone is not enough."

They will all listen now,
Thank you for reading,
- A Disciple of Symmetry
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2020.07.28 19:13 NoochyByNature "In short, Ulan-Tan's biggest sin was telling a ruling warrior class that their war was unwinnable." The Story and Theory of Ulan-Tan,

Listen!
That's the thing, isn't it? No one wants to listen. They only pay attention once you're dead.
Ulan-Tan was the greatest mind of his time, and so, of course, he was wholly overlooked. You did not even give him the crown of a heretic—not until he was already gone.
You had him! But he slipped beneath your notice. And now that he's gone, you parrot his ideas like they're your own. You say the words! You play the part! Some of you even wear the costume.
I hear you describe him as he must have been in life. His bright face. His shining bond. Every tile he stepped on turned to gold, and everyone sang his praises in the streets.
Jackals! He was threadbare and haggard! He was mocked for his meandering rants! You've dug up his grave to chew on his bones; you've twisted his words into something false. Something yours. There's no substance to you. You preach the sermon, but you will not—could not!—live the teaching. Not as I have.
This is not what his genius deserved.
Bond Of Reciprocity 2018

Ulan-Tan, the controversial warlock known for his theories of Symmetry, is remembered for his arguments on the nature of "the darkness" alongside other philosophers and figures who lived to see the collapse of the Golden Age.

Something hit us. Killed our Golden Age. Nearly wiped us out. Only the Traveler saved us, and at a shattering cost.
The Speaker tells of a cosmic force that swept over us and caused the Collapse. Legend calls it the Darkness, the Traveler's ancient enemy, which hunted it across space.
All we have left are questions. Centuries of debate gave birth to competing arguments on the nature of the Darkness and the Collapse.
The Pujari Position describes the Darkness as a force with both physical and moral presence, an actualization of evil. Pujari art depicts the Darkness as a great storm, or as a change in conduct, a corruption that emerged from within and poisoned the Golden Age.
Saint-14's Position argues that the Darkness was an invading armada, an alien force of incredible - but tangible - power. Some adherents believe that this armada sprang from species rejected or discarded by the Traveler for their sins.
Ulan-Tan's Thesis considers the Darkness a necessary symmetry to the Traveler in a cosmic balance. In this view, the Traveler's goodness led it to sacrifice for others, and it is up to us to return this goodness by healing the Traveler.
The Monist Position, or the Deflationary Position, considers the Darkness as a technologically sophisticated force, perhaps a post-Singularity intelligence. Adherents invoke information theory or contend that the universe is a simulation, allowing advanced intelligence to gain weakly acausal powers by bending the rules.
The Acataleptic Clause claims that we are intrinsically unable to understand the Darkness. In many respects this belief parallels the Praxic Creed, which suggests that we should stop worrying about the nature of the Darkness and focus on resisting and defeating it.
Certain positions - often labeled heretical - imply that the Traveler itself triggered the Collapse, or that it knew the Darkness was coming for it and hoped to use the Solar System as a sacrifice or a proxy army. The Binary Star cult is one notable example.
The Darkness 2015

And now, five years later...
Before the invention of the doctrine of Symmetry, the prevailing framework for talking about the Darkness was a moral one. Dark Age scholars directly mapped the paracausal forces to our preexisting moral codes. That is to say, they thought that [Light = Good] and [Darkness = Evil]. For them, the connection was innate. This was a natural assumption, given how the Darkness had razed the known worlds, and how the Traveler had saved humanity from destruction.
However, once the dust from the Collapse settled, it became possible for City Age scholars to broaden their historical gazes. For the first time, they studied the Darkness from a holistic perspective, rather than a moral one. Most of these proto-Symmetrists hedged their theses by stating, as Mornighan put it in "Darkness Enlightened":
"Though it may be true that the Darkness is a necessary Evil, we may countenance its existence by acknowledging that it gives way at all times to the force of Good. For wherever the Light shines, the Darkness recedes before it."
It was in this intellectual space that Ulan-Tan first proposed the doctrine of Symmetry. His hypothesis discarded the Dark Age premise that the Darkness and Light were moral in nature. Instead, he postulated that our moral understanding of Light and Darkness were subjective experiences of absolute forces.
If one accepts that the concepts of Light/Darkness and Good/Evil are not perfectly aligned, then there must necessarily exist liminal spaces where [Light = Evil] and [Darkness = Good]. If true, it would be the ultimate triumph of moral relativism. It was this (yet unspoken) tangent of Symmetry that the Vanguard found to be so threatening.
—Excerpts from "Ulan-Tan, Heretic Saint"
Solstice Mark (Magnificent) 2020

the transcripts of his theories are as follows...
"To have Light, we must have Dark. This is the symmetry of the Universe." —Controversial Warlock Ulan-Tan
I propose a simple experiment—look around. You see light. You see darkness. There could not be one without the other. They are two sides of the same coin.
If it is true for these Newtonian echoes, why would it not be true of the purest, paracausal forms?
Therefore, I conclude: the reason you persecute me is not because of the symmetry. It's because of the truth beyond this truth, the truth which you most dread: if we could destroy darkness, but we had to give up our Light to do so, how many of us would make that trade?
Symmetry Flight 2017

Launching with destiny 2 was this ship echoing Ulan's theories. It seems no mater how far along we are in our story, the echoes of symmetry continue to follow us.
And then, a whisper
"The demiurge of the Hive is the worm; the demiurge of the Vex is the thought; the demiurge of the Fallen is the Ether, which is survival; the demiurge of the Cabal is authority. These are the things, both constraint and power, which define the universe of possible actions. These are the rule makers and instruments which enforce reality.
Give a power to a Guardian and they shall know that power as a weapon, for when a Guardian chooses to alter the world, they do so with the bullet and the blade. Grant a Guardian godly power, and that Guardian shall fashion it into a perfect rifle. The demiurge of the Guardian is the gun.
But we must remember that the demiurge is not the god. It is only the thing that converts perfect divine will into imperfect material form. We may wield the demiurge; but if we do, what god wields us?" —Ulan-Tan
A Thousand Wings 2018

We receive a whisper coming from the grove of Ulan-Tan. Is this just a coincidence? Could the darkness be inviting us into this mission through the doors of a guardian who preached the art of symmetry in the universe, that neither the light or the dark, that neither the host or their guest in this mission be evil?
Two months later in the mission "Ace in the hole" we listen to Cayde for the last time as he speaks to his potential killers.

Cayde-6:
"This one's for the minds behind the Deep Stone Crypt. You think just 'cause you made me, you can unmake me? Hey, I understand. I were you, I wouldn't want people knowing what I did either. Guess you better hope I didn't tell anyone about the crypt. Or about the, uh, what was it? Oh yeah… Long Slow Whisper. 'Cause if I did, that would be real bad for you, huh? I may be dead, but I guarantee you ain't heard the last of me."
Ace In The Hole 2018
Clovis Bray is considered to be the man who Cayde is speaking to in this quote. Clovis heard a whisper, and with it came the secrets of the Deep Stone Crypt. With Beyond Light we will finally learn the secrets of the Deep Stone Crypt, while we do not know if this story will be directly related to the pyramid ships or not, it may be logical to think they are connected if the location of the crypt is in fact on Europa with the active pyramid ship.
Let's go back to why we have been kept from embracing the darkness through grimoire that dates as far back as 2015 and as recent as today.

The Silencing Of Ulan-Tan

The knock-on effects of Ulan-Tan's Symmetry theory were wide reaching. They likely extended much further than Ulan-Tan himself ever intended. The idea of Light and Darkness as amoral, interdependent forces led to some extremely inconvenient questions. Chief among those was the following: If the Light and Darkness were interdependent, how could one ever "defeat" the Darkness?
As Ulan-Tan himself said, "I wish the Light could 'win,' as you put it. But we must accept that it's just not that simple."
This became a thorny subject for the Guardians, who had spent centuries asserting their combat capabilities. Inherent in their militarism was the idea that victory, or at least self-defense, was possible. However, if their use of the Light simply prompted the spontaneous generation of Darkness somewhere else in the universe, then their military efforts were inherently futile. They were simply propagating an eternal stalemate at the expense of their own pain and suffering.
In short, Ulan-Tan's biggest sin was telling a ruling warrior class that their war was unwinnable.
—Excerpts from "Ulan-Tan, Heretic Saint"
Solstice Cloak (Majestic) 2020

Here begins the push back against those who follow the word of Ulan-Tan. We see here that as these theories begin to gain traction, it irritates those who work protect against what they claim to be evil, and that these theories only slow down our mission of good over evil. And who would this harm more than anyone? Our Vanguard...
While Ulan-Tan was certainly unpopular within the ranks of the Guardians, he became persona non grata with the publication of a pamphlet entitled, "Finding Light in the Darkness." Though it was anonymously authored, the ideas within were widely credited to Ulan-Tan, and he bore the consequences of its publication. The most provocative ideas within the pamphlet were as follows:
"Light cannot exist without Darkness! They are a bonded pair. They beget each other in eternal Symmetry. They are as One!" […] "If we claim Knowledge from Sister Light, then we must also claim Knowledge from Brother Dark. The Traveler shares only half of Life. Darkness provides the rest! We must know the Dark to know ourselves. We must Balance or Perish!"
The idea of embracing the Darkness, even to learn from it, was the final provocation. One that the Vanguard could not let stand. So, while the true provenance of the document remains unknown, punishment was meted out against Ulan-Tan for having "let the cat out of the bag."
Though authorities throughout the system attempted to discredit Ulan-Tan, essentially forcing him into hermitage for the latter half of his life, it speaks to the persuasiveness of his ideas that Symmetry is still a widely studied philosophy. It remains as controversial (some would say "heretical") today as it was during its inception.
—Excerpts from "Ulan-Tan, Heretic Saint"
Solstice Bond (Majestic) 2020

An excerpt from a pamphlet filled with provocative ideas credited to Ulan-Tan, expressing the idea of embracing the darkness is cited as a pivotal moment in the extinguishing of these ideologies, specifically, with the Vanguard...
And so, from the Ghost Fragment: The City Age 2015.....

"And so it is agreed. The Concordat shall no longer be recognized among the Consensus. We'll begin the dismantling right away. But what of those Guardians who have pledged to them? We can't afford any more banishments."
"I'm sure Zavala can see to their realignment."
"We'll do our best. Lysander chose his followers wisely. It may take some time."
"Lysander will not back down. He'll continue his crusade from wherever we stuff him."
"And so we'll need to find some new ideas to replace his."
"The Symmetry has been gaining a strong following..."
"Ulan-Tan's teachings are too dangerous. Too much fear. Who knew he'd be more trouble dead than alive?"
"We'll need to refocus our collective minds on combat. The Speaker's anxious to regain ground we lost after the Gap."
"There is the War Cult."
"Too secretive. Have you ever tried to talk to one of their 'soldiers'? Like a child. Answering questions with questions."
"They are dedicated to the war."
"Which one?"
"Good question."
"Zavala?"
"They seem focused. Strong. More interesting than worrisome."
"Let's take it to a vote. All in favor of the ascension of the Future War Cult?"
"Unanimous? Good. We'll grant the Future War Cult access to the Tower and a seat among us. Ghost, please offer the Speaker this proposal."
"Now onto the next order of business...Shaxx is here with another proposal for his Crucible."
Lysander, Leader of The Concordant, a faction removed from the consensus and booted from the tower for its radical ideas based on the theory of symmetry created by the great Warlock Ulan-Tan. Lysander as we learned obtaining his sparrow in Destiny 1, left the tower and it is said he still holds a small gathering outside the walls of the city.
At this time we had no idea how strong the theory of Symmetry was. It has since become clear, it was enough of a threat that the Vanguard agreed to eliminate its biggest following and replace it with a faction dedicated to war, something they too are dedicated to. And with it, they hope to stop the word of Ulan-Tan and guardians from Using the darkness. Zavala and the Vanguard have been sure to keep us devoted to war and disregard the word of Symmetry.

"In the darkness, light shines more brightly, and where light shines, it casts a shadow."

"You do not hate me. You hate the idea that I might be right."

"Whatever came for us… it will come again. That is the nature of symmetry."

"I propose a simple experiment—look around. You see light. You see darkness. There could not be one without the other. They are two sides of the same coin."

"One day you will realize… Light alone is not enough."

They will all listen now,
Thank you for reading,
- A Disciple of Symmetry
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2020.07.19 23:25 ernsthemingway Ricardo Arjona o el arte de hacer poesía con rimas insulsas

Ricardo Arjona o el arte de hacer poesía con rimas insulsas
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Edgar Ricardo Arjona Morales, mejor conocido como Ricardo Arjona, nacido en Jocotenango, Guatemala el 19 de Enero de 1964. Todo un personaje polifacético: Licenciado en Comunicación Social, docente aficionado, basquebolista profesional (jugó en las Ligas Mayores de su país), pero por sobre todas las cosas… Poeta, cantante y músico bohemio… de cuarta (es una de sus facetas mas terribles que voy a resaltar aquí).
Comenzó a cantar profesionalmente desde 1985, saltó a la fama internacional en 1992 con el disco Animal Nocturno. Arjona durante toda su carrera como cantautor solo se ha servido de crear rimas insulsas disfrazándolas como historias profundas con gran contenido personal y social como podemos ver en estos videos.
https://youtu.be/lY6doOcRVGQ
https://youtu.be/ielvdtwnhuk
https://youtu.be/U8KWh1WzQrs
Aparte de eso se las da de superstar cuando viaja a presentarse a algún país (sobre todo mi país, Venezuela que para él es una plaza segura para cantar) exige cosas absurdas como ron jamaiquino, galletas nepalíes o chocolate mexicano y además viaja con 400 guardaespaldas y 500 dobles para despistar a sus fans como si de un político importante se tratara Joder!!! ni gente como Pablo Milanés o Silvio Rodríguez andarían en esas cosas (con todo lo que son afectos al gobierno cubano).

Deconstruyendo las Letras de Arjona… Y ver por Que Apesta…
Una de las cosas que mas me ha intrigado fue el sentido de la profundidad de sus canciones y un grupo Anti-Arjona que me encontré en el Facebook, me ayudó un poco:
https://vimeo.com/18028148

Ella y Él Análisis hecho por Pekky Divya Marquez
Grado de apestosidad 8/10
Ella es de La Habana, él de Nueva York
Ella baila en tropicana, a él le gusta el rock
(OK, HASTA AQUI VAMOS BIEN…)
Ella vende besos en un burdel
Mientras el se gradua en U.C.L.A.
(SI, COMO NO. ME VAS A DECIR QUE UN TIPO QUE SE GRADUO EN UNA UNIVERSIDAD DE IVY LEAGUE (DE ESAS SUPER SIFRINAS A LAS QUE CUESTA ENTRAR) SE VA A CASAR CON UNA PROSTITUTA. PAJUO!!)

Ella es medio Marxista, él es Republicano
(OK, OTRO PROBLEMA… LOS REPUBLICANOS TIENDEN A TENER PROBLEMAS CON UNA PERSONA REMOTAMENTE COMUNISTA. ME VAS A DECIR TU QUE LA VAINA VA A RESULTAR).
Ella quiere ser artista, él odia a los Cubanos (PRIMERO QUE NADA, ODIAR A LOS CUBANOS SOLO POR FIDEL ES ABSURDO. Y ADEMAS QUE, ELLA ESTA BIEN PERO SU FAMILIA NO?)
El cree en la Estatua de la Libertad
Y ella en su vieja Habana de la Soledad

El ha comido hamburguesas
Ella moros con crisitanos
El, el champagne con sus fresas
Ella un mojito Cubano
(Y ESO QUE TIENE QUE VER?)
Ella se fue de gira a Yucatán
Y el de vacaciones al mismo lugar
(PENSE QUE LOS CUBANOS NO PODIAN SALIR DE CUBA… A MENOS QUE ELLA FUERA UNA CUBANA DE MIAMI. PERO NO PARECIERA QUE ESO ES LO QUE DICES!

Mulata hasta los pies, el rubio como el sol
Ella no habla Inglés y el menos Español (AJA, ENTONCES COMO COÑO SE VAN A COMUNICAR? POR SEÑAS?)
El fue a tomar un trago sin sospechar
Que iba a encontrar el amor en aquél lugar

Lo que las ideologías dividen al hombre
El amor con sus hilos los une en su nombre

Ella mueve su cintura al ritmo de un tan tan
Y él se va divorciando del Tio Sam
El se refugia en su piel… la quiere para él
Y ella se va olvidando de Fidel
Que sabian Lenin y Lincoln del amor?
Que saben Fidel y Clinton del amor?
(OK. QUIZAS SE OLVIDAN DE SUS IDEOLOGIAS, PERO YO TODAVIA TENGO PROBLEMAS CON EL IDIOMA Y CON COMO EL TIPO SE VA A FIJAR EN UNA PROSTITUTA).

Ella se sienta en su mesa, el tiembla de la emoción
Ella se llama Teresa y el se llama John
Ella dice hola chico, el contesta hello
A ella no le para el pico, el dice speak slow (PERO CLARO. NO SE ENTIENDEN! Y PARA COLMO ELLA HABLA Y HABLA CON UN TIPO QUE NO HABLA SU IDIOMA!)
El se guardo su bandera, ella olvidó los conflictos
El encontro la manera de que el amor salga invicto (EL SOLO? MACHISTA!!!)
La tomó de la mano y se la llevó
El Yanqui de la Cubana se enamoró (Y ELLA, ME IMAGINO, SE ENAMORO DE LAS POSIBILIDADES QUE PUEDE TENER DE ESCAPAR DE SU POBREZA CASANDOSE CON EL TIPIN!)

Lo que las ideologías dividen al hombre
El amor con sus hilos los une en su nombre

Ella mueve su cintura al ritmo de un tan tan
Y el se va divorciando del Tio Sam
El se refugia en su piel… la quiere para el
Y ella se va olvidando de Fidel
Que sabian Lenin y Lincoln del amor
Que saben Fidel y Clinton del amor

Ahora viven en Paris (COÑO ARJONA, UN MOMENTICO. AL MENOS NOS HUBIERAS ADVERTIDO QUE LOS DOS HABLABAN FRANCES!)
Buscaron tierra neutral (MIRA MIJO, HAY MUCHOS CUBANOS EN MIAMI! NO SEAS IGNORANTE!)
Ella logro ser actriz, el es un tipo normal
Caminan de la mano, calle Campos Eliseos
Como quien se burla del planeta y sus vicios
(O SEA, ME IMAGINO QUE LAS FAMILIAS NO LOS ACEPTARON, Y POR ESO TUVIERON QUE IRSE A PARIS. AHORA BIEN, QUE PASO. EL PANA LE PAGO LA CARRERA Y LOS CURSOS DE COMO SER “DAMA” EN PARIS?
DE PANA, QUE EL CARAJO DEBIÓ HABER VISTO PRETTY WOMAN UN MILLON DE VECES Y DECIDIO HACER SU PROPIA VERSION… LO CUAL HABLA VOLUMENES DE SU ORIGINALIDAD!!!)
https://youtu.be/-apU2sviHCM
Historia de Taxi Análisis hecho por Efraín Quillén
Grado de Apestosidad 9/10

Eran las diez de la noche piloteaba mi nave
Era mi taxi un VolksWagen del año 68
(OOOOOH SI, TREMENDA NAVE... SEGURO LE GUSTA A TODAS LAS NENAS)

Era un dia de esos malos donde no hubo pasaje
Las lentejuelas de un traje me hicieron la parada
Era una rubia preciosa llevaba minifalda
El escote en su espalda llegaba justo a la gloria
(WOW QUE POETA.. JUSTO A LA GLORIA... APARTE, UN VESTIDO DE LENTEJUELAS??? SERÁN ASI DE CHABORRAS LAS PUTAS GUATEMALTECAS? )

Una lagrima negra rodaba en su mejilla
Mientras que el retrovisor decia ve que pantorrillas
Yo vi un poco mas
(ESTO TIENE QUE SER LA RIMA MAS MIERDA DE LA HISTORIA... MEJILLA/PANTORRILLA... APARTE COMO SI EN LO QUE UNO SE FIJARA CUANDO VE UNA MUJER FUESEN LAS PANTORRILLAS.... QUE PEDAZO DE ANIMAL)

Eran las diez con cuarenta zigzagueaba en reforma
Me dijo me llamo Norma mientras cruzaba la pierna
(APARTE SE HACE PASAR POR TAXISTA MEXICANO... QUE ACASO NO HAY CALLES BONITAS EN GUATEMALA?)

Saco un cigarro algo extraño de esos que te dan risa
Le ofreci fuego de prisa y me temblaba la mano
Le pregunte por quien llora y me dijo por un tipo
Que se cree que por rico puede venir a engañarme
(UY QUE TRAGEDIA... VINO UN RICO MALOTE A ENGAÑARTE... ERES UNA TODA UNA VICTIMA... A LA GENTE NO LA ENGAÑAN POR RICA O POR POBRE, LA ENGAÑAN POR INCAUTA)

No caiga usted por amores debe de levantarse (le dije)
(SI, DEBE DE LEVANTARSE... DEBO DE LEVANTARME, DEBEMOS DE LEVANTARNOS... CERVANTES DEBE ESTARSE REVOLCANDO EN SU TUMBA)

Cuente con un servidor si lo que quiere es vengarse
(Y APARTE MATA TIGRES EL HOMBRE)

Y me sonrio
Que es lo que hace un taxista seduciendo a la vida
Que es lo que hace un taxista construyendo una herida
(CONSTRUYENDO UNA HERIDA TIENE COHERENCIA ESTO???)

Que es lo que hace un taxista enfrente de una dama
Que es lo que hace un taxista con sus sueños de cama
(SI ESOS SON SUS SUEÑOS DE CAMA...)

Me pregunte
Lo vi abrazando y besando a una humilde muchacha
Es de clase muy sencilla lo se por su facha
(HMMM.. SOY YO O AQUÍ SE PERDIÓ EL HILO DE LA HISTORIA?)

Me sonreía en el espejo y se sentaba de lado
Yo estaba idiotizado con el espejo empañado
(QUE LASTIMA QUE NO CHOCASTE... EN CUALQUIER CASO, SE VE QUE EL PANA TIENE MUY POCO AUTOCONTROL... SERA QUE NUNCA HABÍA VISTO UNA MUJER EN SU VIDA?)

Me dijo doble en la esquina iremos hasta mi casa
Después de un par de tequilas veremos que es lo que pasa
Para que describir lo que hicimos en la alfombra
Si basta con resumir que le bese hasta la sombra
(WOW, LE BESE HASTA LA SOMBRA... SOY ROLO DE POETA)
Y un poco mas
No se sienta usted tan sola sufro aunque no es lo mismo
Mi mujer y mi horario han abierto un abismo
Como se sufre ambos lados de las clases sociales
Usted sufre en su mansión yo sufro en los arrabales
(AAHHHHH OK... AHORA DESCUBRIMOS QUE ELLA REALMENTE NO ES POBRE, SINO QUE ES RICA, PERO SU ESPOSO SE CREE QUE PORQUE ES RICO LA PUEDE ENGAÑAR... ALGUIEN ME PUEDE EXPLICAR QUE DEMONIOS ESTA PASANDO EN ESTA CANCION??? APARTE, QUE TIENEN QUE VER LA CLASES SOCIALES CON EL SUFRIMIENTO AMOROSO? RESENTIDO!)

Me dijo vente conmigo que sepa no estoy sola
Se hizo en el pelo una cola fuimos al bar donde estaban
Entramos precisamente él abrazaba una chica
Mira si es grande el destino y esta ciudad es chica
Era mi mujer
(UY... NADIE SE LO ESPERABA VERDAD?)

Que es lo que hace un taxista seduciendo a la vida
Que es lo que hace un taxista construyendo una herida
Que es lo que hace un taxista cuando un caballero
Coincide con su mujer en horario y esmero
(TE LO MERECÍAS IGUAL POR GRILLERO)

Me pregunte
Desde aquella noche ellos juegan a engañarnos
Se ven en el mismo bar...
Y la rubia para el taxi siempre a las diez
en el mismo lugar
(OH SI, ASÍ SE RESUELVEN LOS CONFLICTOS... GRANDE ARJONA)
https://youtu.be/KV1BIauCpzY
Si el Norte Fuera el Sur Análisis hecho por Camilo Reyes, o sea YO
Grado de Apestosidad 7 /10

El Norte y sus McDonald's basketball y rock'n roll
Sus topless sus Madonas y el abdomen de Stallone
Intelectuales de bronceado, eruditos de supermercado
Tienen todo pero nada lo han pagado

Con 18 eres un niño para un trago en algun bar
Pero ya eres todo un hombre pa' la guerra y pa' matar
Viva Vietnam y que viva Forrest Gump
Viva Wall Street y que viva Donald Trump
Viva el Seven Eleven

Polvean su nariz y usan jeringa en los bolsillos
Viajan con marihuana para entender la situacion
De este juez del planeta que lanza una invitacion
Cortaselo a tu marido y ganaras reputacion

Nota: Aquí vamos bien. Arjona sencillamente narra los pros y contras de vivir en el Norte (Por eso digo que medio me gusta)

Las barras y las estrellas se adueñan de mi bandera
Y nuestra libertad no es otra cosa que una ramera
Y si la deuda extranjera nos robo la primavera
Al diablo la geografia se acabaron las fronteras

Si el Norte fuera el Sur
serian los Sioux los marginados
Ser moreno y chaparrito seria el look mas cotizado
Marcos seria el Rambo Mexicano
Y Cindy Crawford la Menchu de mis paisanos
Reagan seria Somoza
Fidel seria un atleta corriendo bolsas por Wall Street
Y el Che haria hamburguesas al estilo double meat
Los Yankees de mojados a Tijuana
Y las balsas de Miami a la Habana, si el Norte fuera el Sur

Nota: Aquí es que se empieza a complicar la vaina:

¿Quien es el para criticar las penurias de los nativos de América? Desde el Encuentro de Colón al Nuevo Mundo, los aborigenes (incluidos los de Norteamerica) han sufrido maltrato, discriminación, persecución, etc. para que este carajo ponga por encima las desgracias de los aborígenes latinoamericanos con la de los norteamericanos. Ya que todos somos iguales ante la Historia.
Es injusto comparar héroes de ficción norteamericanos con líderes subversivos latinoamericanos. O utilizar a líderes de la izquierda haciendo cosas que suelen hacer los derechistas. Ellos de por sí son mas iconos capitalistas que comunistas.

Seriamos igual o tal vez un poco peor
Con las Malvinas por Groenlandia
Y en Guatemala un Disneylandia
Y un Simon Bolívar rompiendo su secreto
Ahi les va el 187, fuera los Yankees por decreto

Nota: Que yo sepa. Bolívar, lo único (fuera de sus heroicas hazañas) extraordinario que hacía era correr tras las mujeres (eso causo que muriera a tan temprana edad).

Las barras y las estrellas se adueñan de mi bandera
Y nuestra libertad no es otra cosa que una ramera
Y si la deuda extranjera nos robo la primavera
Al diablo la geografia se acabaron las fronteras

Si el Norte fuera el Sur, seria la misma porqueria
Yo cantaria un rap y esta cancion no existiria

Nota: Preferiría que cantara un rap o una versión de algún compositor venezolano, a que creara un versos ridículos pseudo-izquierdista en que Reagan y Somoza se confunden. Por que para mí SON LA MISMA VAINA.
https://vimeo.com/17795219
De Ves en Mes Análisis hecho por Mago Fernan
Grado de Apestosidad 10/10

De vez en mes te haces artista
Dejando un cuadro impresionista

(Metaforizar una menstruacion con el impresionismo no se le hubiera ocurrido ni al mas bizarro de los poetas beat... o si, pero hubiera sido una genialidad mientras que en vos es.... un asco)
Debajo del edredón

De vez en mes con tu acuarela
Pintas jirones de ciruelas
Que van a dar hasta el colchón

(Acuarela- ciruelas, rima barata...Jirones de ciruelas! al periodo!!! Permiso... voy a vomitar)

De vez en mes un detergente
Se roba el arte intermitente (detergente- intermitente... rima barata)
De tu vientre y su creación,
Si es natural cuando eres dama (Si, eso si, es mucho mas natural que menstrues cuando eres Dama que Caballero, como no.)
Que pintes rosas en la cama (Rosas en la cama.... Dios querido)
Una vez de vez en mes…

De vez en mes
La cigüeña se suicida (La cigueña se suicida y el repollo se marchita y la semillita se seca... etc etc etc)
Y ahí estas tú tan deprimida
Buscándole una explicación

De vez en mes
El cielo te roba el milagro (Por que el cielo? Que tiene que ver la esfera celeste con el periodo de fertilidad?)
El tiempo te hace un calendario (El tiempo te hace un calendario? Y eso que querra decir?)
De una vez, de vez en mes

De vez en mes
Tú me propones
Huelga de hambre (Lo que te propondra es abstinencia, no huelga de hambre)
Yo algo de imaginación. (Eso es lo que propones o a lo que te resignas?)

De vez en mes la luna nueva (Se ve que la niña no menstrua en cuarto creciente)
Viene a quitar lo que renueva (Quitar lo que renueva? Renovar lo que quita? Da lo mismo, bah!)
Y a colocar otra ilusión

De vez en mes soy invisible
Para intentar en lo posible
No promover tu mal humor (esta estrofa no esta tan mal... es mediocre, pero en tu caso es una honrosa excepcion)

De vez en mes no hay quien te aguante
Y es tu pecado estar distante
Y otro peor quedarme ahí(Que quiere decir pecado estar distante? pecado para quien? para ella? y que el se quede alli tambien es un pecado peor? para quien? No entieendooo!))
Y aunque hay receso obligatorio
Y el cielo se hace un purgatorio (El cielo un purgatorio... no es buena analogia. La logica hubiera sido un infierno pero en ese caso no hubiera rimado con obligatorio)
Te amo más de vez en mes

De vez en mes
La cigüeña se suicida
Y ahí estas tú tan deprimida
Buscándole una explicación

De vez en mes
El cielo te roba el milagro
El tiempo te hace un calendario
De una vez, de vez en mes

De vez en mes
Tú me propones
Huelga de hambre
Yo algo de imaginación.

De vez en mes
Tu vientre ensaya para cuna (Es una forma bonita- y cursi- de decir que se prepara para procrear. Aunque eso no es lo que ocurre cuando se menstrua, sino todo lo contrario... o ahora estamos hablando de la ovulacion?)
Tu humor depende de la luna (Vuelta a interferir los astros!)
Y yo te quiero un poco más (Aqui es donde hacer notar tu parte mas tierna... que no es el cerebro, como hubiera podido creer alguno)

De vez en mes
A ti te da por tomar siestas
A tus hormonas por las fiestas (fiestas? las hormonas de fiesta? Ah. la rima es para siesta perdon)
Y el culpable siempre yo (Culpable de las fiestas, de las siestas o de escribir canciones como estas? Bueno, he podido rimar yo tambien!!!)

De vez en mes
No hay más reloj que el de tu cuerpo
No hay más luz que la que das (Luz? Procurare contar con una mujer en esos días para los reiterados cortes de energía que azotan mi ciudad)
Es impresionante toda la rima barata que hay en sus canciones y eso no es todo plagia ideas de cantautores mas respetables:
Vivo justo detrás de la esquina no me acuerdo si tengo marido si me quitas con arte el vestido te invito al champan… (…) y después, para que mas detalles ya sabéis.. copas, risas, excesos ¿Cómo van a caber tantos besos en una canción?”
Joaquín Sabina - Peor Para el Sol 1992
Me dijo doble en la esquina iremos hasta mi casa después de un par de tequilas veremos que pasa para que describir lo que hicimos en la alfombra si basta para resumir que le besé hasta la sombra
Ricardo Arjona - Historia de Taxi - 1994
Así que Arjona, deja de ser un poeta de baño y vuelve a algunas de tus antiguas facetas (como la de basquebolista que ibas muy bien) y dejale el trabajo a poetas de verdad (Grande Jorge Drexler!!!)
Les dejo un video desconocido de una canción que sonó mucho aquí en Venezuela en la voz de un jovencísimo Arjona (1000 bolívares fuertes de premio para el que recuerde quien la interpretaba originalmente y en que época[fue tema de fondo en una telenovela de ese tiempo]):
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FdqoiV4-kQk
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2020.07.14 00:16 fuckAristotle Your Resonance is the Most Important Thing

What this post is
This post is a discussion emphasizing the metaphysical significance of your thoughts, words, actions etc., leading ultimately to a suggestion of meditation and self-awareness, and in turn a practice of love, kindness and empathy.
What this post is not
Most notably this post is not a compilation of facts and evidence, nor an attempt to impugn any one individual or organization, or more broadly, impugn literally anything.

Your Resonance is the Most Important Thing

What’s led me to write this is my own recent experience, having recently been further disillusioned by the horrible evil that pervades apparently every hierarchized vein of our global society. I should mention that it’s not necessarily news to me; I haven’t spent a waking second since I was fourteen believing that any corporation, nation or popular religion isn’t completely compromised by the intentions of (some of) its operators. But I must admit, I find myself again disgusted by recent evidence and disclosures. The extent of the evil — it’s hard to overstate.
When I was seventeen I would get high and sit in class and fantasize about massacring everyone present. It’s because, well, I was disgusted with the system, and its blatant callousness, its fervent amorality. I would get so high and I would sit in class completely paranoid, literally unable to escape the thought that at any instant the world would collapse into apocalypse and a mass execution of the population would be swiftly underway. It’s hilarious in retrospect. I fantasized incessantly about crafting explosives and bombing banks; I willed (to no effect) the destruction of all the world’s governments, the dissolution of the monetary system.
I was afflicted, deeply, irremediably, with a violent apathy. The hatred coursed through my body, rigidifying in my veins. I figured that there was legitimately nothing that I could possibly do that would be contributive to anyone; I’d developed the perspective that literally everything (everything) is incorrigible, and that to participate in society means to simply succumb to the unspeakable intentions of the world’s powerful people.
This disaffection with society and its corrupt aspects manifested in me as a broken and virtually unnavigable mind and body — I’m talking some of the worst symptoms of mental illness that you could ever experience: panic attacks, generalized anxiety, incessant suicidal ideation… an omnipresent conviction that the entirety of reality were contrived for my suffering; my entire body would vibrate with fear — a terror so pure, white-hot in its luridity.
Well, it was perfect, exactly as intended; I was literally completely unable to affect this planet in any positive way.
I had become a resonator for those vibrations that the elite value most… I was just a beacon of fear, self-hatred etc. And it was these vibrations that I was now contributing to our collective resonance. With each of us individuals being energetically infinite, affecting our unified shared experience according to one’s own will and beliefs, here I was just pouring hatred and disgust and terror into every experience. And you may not have noticed it if you were simply to interact with me; in our physical illusion, the metaphysical resonance of each entity isn’t immediately apparent. That’s the point of the illusion.
Anyway, it’s fear, existential terror, panic, disgust, etc., that the hierarchy requires for its perpetuation. Additionally its dominating agents thrive off of hatred, power, vengeance — to participate in any of these emotions is to legitimately just replicate the hierarchy as it exists. If you were to, for example, desire the extermination of all the world’s terrible people, if you were to imagine their suffering, if you were to passionately demand that they be brought to justice… if this conviction of yours was fueled with anger, disgust, hatred, you’d simply be reproducing the same resonance which necessitates further suffering and spiritual destruction, as it propagates throughout the universe.
You have to understand that disclosure isn’t necessarily a bad thing for the perpetrators being exposed — so long as those who have been disillusioned (i.e. you and I) react with fear, hatred, violence. These are emotions that contribute to the paradigm that the perpetrators intend to perpetuate.
Obviously something needs to be said about the positive effect of having such perpetrators answer for their wrongdoings — the activity needs to stop, to put it lightly. But I implore you all to query: what is the underlying resonance of this intention? is it full of hatred and disgust? or is it filled with compassion and love for the individuals who have suffered, without disregard for the suffering of the perpetrators… is it full of forgiveness and a willingness to understand?
Understanding and empathizing with the way psychopaths think has been one of my biggest challenges to date. When I was younger I simply couldn’t fathom how someone could act so heinously, how someone could literally intend the suffering of another individual, and to seemingly no consequence. How can they possibly get away with it, how can they sleep at night? (Among other questions). The whole idea of what’s occurring on this planet is still rather unfathomable to me; the intentional production of fear and suffering and disharmony so that a select few can elevate themselves — again I’m having difficulty overstating the evil.
But I’ve become increasingly aware over the years, through life experience and spiritual practice, philosophy etc., that there is nothing in this universe except the one infinite consciousness from which we’ve all been individuated. We are literally of the exact same infinity as the self-serving entities. And there’s nothing absolute inhering in the universe that makes any declaration about good or bad, right or wrong. Literally what manifests is simply what’s been intended by any of the infinite individuations of the one infinity — this agency expresses itself in a myriad of ways, apparently one of which is the enslavement of impressionable psyches. In the ethical nihilism which we inevitably embrace in our disassociation from our illusory reality and its contingent ethics, we find a universe, i.e. a self-reflective god, which seeks unceasingly to experiment in its own recreation. It’s via this understanding that I can begin to empathize with and understand what’s occurring on our planet at this time.
The luciferean light has shone and illuminated the arbitrariness of all our society’s values, and the world’s elite have really ran with this ultimate permission.
Indeed, there’s no principle that you’re obligated to follow, and there’s no principle decreed by anything other than provisional, human consensus. It’s this that you realize when you begin to release yourself from the illusion, the paradigm, all your social conditioning… accompanying this will be an understanding of what you really are and the nature of your mind and body. It turns out you have just as much right to do literally anything you want as much as anybody else does, and that this right is ultimate and inviolable, because you’re literally god.
This becomes increasingly apparent the more you remove yourself from this paradigm of mind and body. To operate within this illusory paradigm is to operate in an ignorance of your belonging to a seamless infinity. The more you remove yourself from the illusion, the more veils of ignorance which you traverse, the quicker you arrive at this understanding of unity. And what’s that understanding like? Fuck, I have no idea. But according to the Buddha, who did arrive at this ultimate liberation from ignorance, the only thing that can occur when you return from nirvana to the illusory reality is a pure and indiscriminate altruism. It’s beautiful really; in the universe’s being simply one thing, and your now being unshakeably awake to this truth, it’s with compassion for the suffering (i.e. the ignorance) of others that you act. It’s infinite love and compassion, which replace the arbitrary concerns which we’re inclined to entertain when ignorant of our ultimate reality.
It’s happiness, genuine love and happiness for all beings. Kindness. Love.
It's worth nothing that we don’t actually have to love and forgive one another; we have the privilege of ignorance, which forces us to choose a way to navigate an illusory paradigm (because it’s not obvious that universal love is the eventual inevitability). That’s the point; to forget the one infinite reality.
With that said, I consciously seek the liberation from suffering of all my fellow beings, because love, you know.
So what can you do? I’ve mentioned that the most important thing is your vibration, your resonance, your intentions; this is what you can work on, at literally any moment of the day (by what you think, i.e.). I’ll mention that I’m not discounting rational and strategic operations intended to eliminate the evil in our society. But I am emphasizing that your resonance and vibration are the most important thing; when the vibrations of love, kindness and understanding bleed outward into our shared pool of resonance, the vibration changes, and the vibrations of fear and hatred are neutralized.
A daily practice of meditation is extremely beneficial. You can process out all the bullshit, and find yourself not reacting or sponsoring the emotions that you usually would. And you begin to approximate and channel that infinite love from which you’re derived.
It’s extremely important to understand how significant is what you visualize. The universe is only a product of our intentions; if you visualize love, kindness, unity and harmony, that’s what the universe will return to you. Even if you only spend 5 minutes a day visualizing / imagining the liberation of this planet, this will have a huge impact as it grows coincident with all the other intentions / visualizations being made by meditators and monks around the world.
You can visualize love, kindness, forgiveness, empathy, and understanding flooding the planet and all its citizens, washing away our collective suffering and turmoil.
Seriously. Meditate. This is everything. It’s all underway.
What a privilege it is to experience life on this planet at this time. How incredible are the opportunities to serve that have presented themselves. What a joy is this ultimate recreation, the drama, the stage.
I offer you love, kindness, empathy. Enjoy this differentiation before eons pass and we join our ultimate coalescence back into infinity.
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2020.07.04 18:01 Theforeverbored God put everything in place so I could save my brother's life.

TLDR at the end.
Cast:
My aunt, My mom, My brother, and Me
We were feeding my brother and everyone else was eating guacamole with chips. My brother, who is 1 year old, was begging us for a tortilla chip, and we obliged with a small one. (He has a LOT of teeth, he can chew just fine.) Two minutes later, he started wailing in his seat. I got him out and carried him saying, "It's okay, Mi Amor, don't cry..." Suddenly, he started made retching noises. "Abby, give him to me, he's going to puke!" my mom yelled in Spanish. My aunt and my mum held him above the sink as he vomited his dinner. Once he was done, my aunt said, "We should take him to the patio to breathe some fresh air, that will do him some good." We took him outside, and he began retching and vomiting again. That's when things turned for the worse. He started turning red, purple, and was going into anaphylactic shock. "Mom, he's going into shock, we need to do something!" "Bring the EpiPen!" screamed my mom. By the grace of God, We had gotten EpiPens literally the night before and I was lecturing my parents on the importance of knowing how to use them. I was also using the training pen to learn how to use it in case of an emergency like this. I never thought I'd have to do it the day after I learned! I'm a Christian, and I don't believe in coincidences. God put everything in order the day before so I could save my brother's life. I ran inside to grab the EpiPen from his backpack and uncapped it. "Tia, can you inject him? I'm scared of doing it." I asked. "I'm too scared to do it, I don't want to hurt him!" she replied. I knew that the pens have to be jabbed forcefully, but since he was just a baby I tried to do it gently once. It didn't work, and I grabbed his leg and said, "I'm sorry, baby, this is necessary but it's going to hurt." I took a breath and forcefully slammed the needle on his outer thigh. He was screaming before but it was nothing compared to after the shot. My aunt came out of her shock and said, "Call 911!" I ran inside and called. "My brother's going into anaphylactic shock, I need an ambulance!" The operator replied, "What's the address?" I was at my aunt's house and I didn't have it memorized. My 5-year-old cousin was telling me the address, but it was hard to tell. I passed the phone to my aunt, who answered the operator's questions. After a couple of minutes of back-and-forth conversation, my aunt had had enough. "Look, when are you sending the ambulance?!" "Calm down, ma'am, they're on their way." As she kept talking, I went outside to check on my mom and my brother. "OP, please hold him, I need to go pack the things for the Hospital!" As I held my wailing brother in my arms, I made a silent prayer. "Please let him be okay, God, I've waited 14 years for my brother and I don't want to lose him." My mom came back outside with the bag in hand and we went outside. "If the ambulance doesn't show up now, I'm driving to the hospital!" yelled my mom. I was standing on a small hill so I could see when the ambulance was coming and I saw the flashing lights in the distance. "They're right here, don't leave, Mom!" I yelled. I gave the used pen to the paramedic and told him I had administered it about 5-10 minutes ago. They drove off with my mom and brother in the back and thankfully they were able to stabilize him with steroids and Benadryl. He's okay, but this has been a REALLY scary experience for all of us, and we learned that we have to keep it with us at all times and learn how to use the EpiPen.
TLDR; My 1yo brother ate something he was allergic to and went into anaphylactic shock. I (his 15yo sister) had to give him the EpiPen because I was the only one who knew how to use it. They went to the hospital for a couple of hours but he's okay now because the EpiPen saved his life.
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2020.07.04 17:19 Theforeverbored My 1yo brother went into anaphylactic shock yesterday

TLDR at the end.
Cast:
My aunt, My mom, My brother, and Me
We were feeding my brother and everyone else was eating guacamole with chips. My brother, who is 1 year old, was begging us for a tortilla chip, and we obliged with a small one. (He has a LOT of teeth, he can chew just fine.) Two minutes later, he started wailing in his seat. I got him out and carried him saying, "It's okay, Mi Amor, don't cry..." Suddenly, he started made retching noises. "Abby, give him to me, he's going to puke!" my mom yelled in Spanish. My aunt and my mum held him above the sink as he vomited his dinner. Once he was done, my aunt said, "We should take him to the patio to breathe some fresh air, that will do him some good." We took him outside, and he began retching and vomiting again. That's when things turned for the worse. He started turning red, purple, and was going into anaphylactic shock. "Mom, he's going into shock, we need to do something!" "Bring the EpiPen!" screamed my mom. By the grace of God, We had gotten EpiPens literally the night before and I was lecturing my parents on the importance of knowing how to use them. I was also using the training pen to learn how to use it in case of an emergency like this. I never thought I'd have to do it the day after I learned! I'm a Christian, and I don't believe in coincidences. God put everything in order the day before so I could save my brother's life. I ran inside to grab the EpiPen from his backpack and uncapped it. "Tia, can you inject him? I'm scared of doing it." I asked. "I'm too scared to do it, I don't want to hurt him!" she replied. I knew that the pens have to be jabbed forcefully, but since he was just a baby I tried to do it gently once. It didn't work, and I grabbed his leg and said, "I'm sorry, baby, this is necessary but it's going to hurt." I took a breath and forcefully slammed the needle on his outer thigh. He was screaming before but it was nothing compared to after the shot. My aunt came out of her shock and said, "Call 911!" I ran inside and called. "My brother's going into anaphylactic shock, I need an ambulance!" The operator replied, "What's the address?" I was at my aunt's house and I didn't have it memorized. My 5-year-old cousin was telling me the address, but it was hard to tell. I passed the phone to my aunt, who answered the operator's questions. After a couple of minutes of back-and-forth conversation, my aunt had had enough. "Look, when are you sending the ambulance?!" "Calm down, ma'am, they're on their way." As she kept talking, I went outside to check on my mom and my brother. "OP, please hold him, I need to go pack the things for the Hospital!" As I held my wailing brother in my arms, I made a silent prayer. "Please let him be okay, God, I've waited 14 years for my brother and I don't want to lose him." My mom came back outside with the bag in hand and we went outside. "If the ambulance doesn't show up now, I'm driving to the hospital!" yelled my mom. I was standing on a small hill so I could see when the ambulance was coming and I saw the flashing lights in the distance. "They're right here, don't leave, Mom!" I yelled. I gave the used pen to the paramedic and told him I had administered it about 5-10 minutes ago. They drove off with my mom and brother in the back and thankfully they were able to stabilize him with steroids and Benadryl. He's okay, but this has been a REALLY scary experience for all of us, and we learned that we have to keep it with us at all times and learn how to use the EpiPen.
TLDR; My 1yo brother ate something he was allergic to and went into anaphylactic shock. I (his 15yo sister) had to give him the EpiPen because I was the only one who knew how to use it. They went to the hospital for a couple of hours but he's okay now because the EpiPen saved his life.
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2020.06.19 07:46 OldmanRevived I saw two movies (Good Boy, Infamous)

More leftovers from last week.
First up was Good Boy
In a cheap, sleazy horror movie like ''Good Boy,'' a character like Maggie (Judy Greer) automatically has several strikes against her. In the beginning, she's seen going on yet another bad blind date. You can sense she is resigned to not finding a partner. She has no children. She lives alone. Her dating app profile constantly attracts bachelor man-children. Her job as a newspaper reporter (for The Valley Yeller, no less) is going nowhere, mostly because no one reads newspapers anymore. Her boss, Don (Steve Guttenberg), breaks the bad news that the staff will have to take a cut and go digital.
All of this would seem to make Maggie irresistible creep-bait for the killer who stalks through most horror movies, murdering young women and occasionally hacking up their male companions. But when she decides to get an emotional support dog, which she names Reuben, we know who the real killer is going to be. Reuben is not entirely a dog; he has breakout moments that end with blood splatters, and is capable of using superhuman (or mutt) strength that helps him escape from almost any barricade put in his way. All of this material is handled in a soft way to make the gruesome moments more fun, but the laughs and the blood coexist very uneasily in this film.
Turns out, watching a bloodthirsty dog eat people is not all that much more fun than watching regular ones graze on vegetation. Without a more sharp satirical edge, things get pretty dull after a while. We run into the usual stock characters who will eventually go over the edge and turn themselves into murder cases. Of course, most have it coming to them. Maggie's landlord is almost constantly banging on doors and demanding money that Maggie doesn't have. And when she lands a date with some supercilious dope out of desperation, obviously she asks to bring little Reuben along.
Like "Snakes on a Plane," the whole movie is essentially contained within the title. All the picture itself does is repeat that concept for 87 minutes, and a lot of the time it holds our hand through obvious plot developments. A small romance blossoms between Maggie and a charming cop (McKinley Freeman), which sets into motion a third act that is entirely predictable from the moment it starts. Although I did expect a little bit more from the dog, who isn’t given enough screen time to be a true horror monster. Reuben's backstory is left entirely vague; the most we can come up with is that he's the result of genetic engineering gone awry. On some dumb fundamental level, you could get use out of a mauling creature, but the deaths we see here are either obscured or off screen entirely.
What Judy Greer does is undermine the structure of the whole movie with a sort of subversive acting style. Our focus is held on her for about the first hour or so, and then everything jumps on autopilot, and we sit around waiting for the next victim. "Good Boy" does just about everything you can do with this subject, it just doesn’t do any of them very well. Once the dog becomes ridiculous, the movie does, too. That's good, because it never had a chance at being anything else.

Next up was Infamous
Just a nudge, and "Infamous" would fall over into self-parody, and maybe work better. But I fear it is essentially serious, or as serious as such goofiness can be. This is the kind of movie where the filmmaker hopes to shock you with sickening carnage and violent amorality, while at the same time holding himself carefully aloof from it with his style. It's a road picture about Arielle (Bella Thorne) and Dean (Jake Manley), two famous outlaws who are eventually celebrated in the press as populist bank robbers. Just like any other movie of its kind, the characters make reference to Bonnie and Clyde. But their lives provided a template that was more focused and clear. Arielle and Dean are both complete morons, to put it lightly.
Arielle is plain and hostile, a homely little bundle of resentment with a supercharged fantasy life. She's saving up to one day escape her small Florida hometown and become famous. It seems like a stretch, especially considering how her Instagram numbers are a form of validation. The only question is, how will she become famous? Well, like many, Hollywood seems like the way to do it, but then she meets Dean, an ex-con who hasn’t really learned his lesson. At least, after an accident, his first thought isn’t doing the right thing but the easy thing, and that is going back to armed robbery. Originally he wanted to keep his head down, get out of his dad’s place, and maybe use his knowledge of cars to make a decent life. However, once Arielle comes into his world, he gets involved with her plans of freedom.
Her internet fame is built, to some extent, on violence. It begins with her brawl with a young rival that includes some pretty vicious shots to the face, and accelerates from there. One night, her and Dean hit a convenience store, robbing the place blind. Arielle makes the very smart decision of recording the robbery and posting the footage online, and in no time, she racks up thousands of new followers, which is way more important to her than the money they stole. But it actually takes a while for Arielle and Dean's escapades to progress to murder. Most of their robberies are just that, albeit interspersed with violent threats and the brandishing of guns. It’s only when their internet fame catches up with them that things take a really violent turn.
The motives of these two don't seem to make a whole lot of sense. Arielle urges Dean not to stop when there are still so many worthy targets, and insists on coming along with him on what turns out to be a cross-country murder spree. While we understood why Dean might have been pushed over the edge with his first murder, you can't just go around killing people, y'know. And Arielle comes across as a deranged teenage psychopath. Much of their relationship involves him trying to behave decently with her, despite her oblivion to the idea that it is very easy for the police to track down shooters and robbers, no matter how much IP protection you think you might have on your phone.
It's especially odd because Arielle is, in her own way, quite spiritual: She doesn't profess belief in any traditional god, but rather in fate and cosmic coincidences. "If you put out what you want, the universe will give it to you," she tells Dean. While you could read the movie as a fable or cautionary tale on culture's obsession with likes and followers and fame, you could also potentially see Arielle and Dean's antics not just excused, but celebrated. Writedirector Joshua Caldwell has created, in the attempt of social commentary, an amoral movie about two psychopaths killing people they believe deserve to die, while also making sure everybody knows their names, so they get credit for their crimes. As a general rule, that's an evil reason for taking someone's life.
Thorne tries very hard at shaping the material. She'll do anything to get her effect, and that's one of the things I value about her. But a lot of the time, she just ends up overselling it. There's an over-the-top exuberance to her as Manley stays grounded. They try their best to make a cinematic bazaar with everything they've got, but let's face the facts: Whatever meta-narratives are present here, and whatever point this movie wants to make, it’s done in the service of a vapid, crass, violent, profane story. It is nothing more than a cheap piece of bald-faced comedy that treats the hideous depredations of this sleazy, moronic pair as if they're full of fun. The blending of farce with brutal killings is almost as pointless as it is lacking in taste.
The compendium of clichés might have been more palatable if the lead characters were more sympathetic, but it’s hard to connect to Arielle's relentless need for attention and the utter stupidity that ultimately has tragic repercussions. The climactic scene, depicting perhaps the most inept bank robbery ever committed to celluloid, is meant to produce feelings of tragic irony but will instead have most viewers slapping their heads at the sheer idiocy on display. If you want to have a great time in a caper movie, watch "Bonnie and Clyde." If you would rather go to the mall and get your eyelid pierced, then "Infamous" is the movie for you.
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2020.06.17 03:31 RedRebelPirate Limitless Fanfic, Chapter 2,

Chapter 2, For Sands sake.
(part 1)
The painting was really beautiful with mostly light colouring, strong lining and soft shading. A stranger wouldn't remember the face in the painting to be mine, but with the pink pajamas it obviously was. I liked it though, I even looked better in the painting than I did in real life. I smiled at the artist and said as much. The details were amazing and I went on praising the painting for a full two minutes until the artist pushed the painting in my hands. I looked up confused, did he want me to buy the painting? I told him I had no money with me, but he just put the painting down next to me shook his head.
"You're just going to give it to me?" I asked, but he refused to answer.I was moved by his generosity, nobody besides my parents and best friend had ever just given me something just like that. If it wasn't a dream this would be the first thing I owned besides the pajamas I was wearing and it wasn't even something I bought with Morra's money. Just that made it even more valuable to me. I got distracted by a black expensive-looking car with shaded windows that came riding on the intersection to park next to the red bus. Before he was about to walk away I called out to the artist to wait. I carefully put the painting that was the size of around A3 on the bench and quickly walked up to the black car.
When I got close to the car the drivers side window was lowered and the familiar face of Sands appeared. Feeling assertive and still a bit obligated to at least give the young artist something for his work.
"Good to see you Sands, quickly give me a few hundreds. I'm sure you have a bit of cash with you."
"Miss Pink-Pajamas, now I see. You're indeed hard to miss."
"I know right. Now hurry and give the money before he leaves."
"What on earth are you talking about?" But despite the fact that he had ignored my command earlier he was taking out his wallet.
"I want to buy a painting, but the artist is leaving."
"Looks to me he already left you the painting."
"That painting is worth too much to take for free, now give me the money already, I'm sure you can get it reimbursed from you boss if you tell him. He agreed to give me money to spend."
"Yes, I was informed." He said with a sneer and condescension, but he gave me 5 notes of fifties regardless.
"Alright, I'll be right back then." I said ignoring his tone and I dashed off after the artist, who was now clearing his stuff and easel to head elsewhere. When I caught up with him, I called out. He stopped and looked back, but he still refused to say anything.
"I know you were going to give me the painting for free, but it's so beautiful I can't take if for free, here it's not much but take these." I said as I tried to put the notes in his hands, but he just kept shaking his head. I don't know why he wouldn't talk, but I though of something then.
"Please, don't see it as payment then, see it as a commission so I can see your next work? Use the money to make more wonderful paintings." After I said this he seemed to hesitate for a bit, but he took the money in the end. Satisfied I smiled at him and wished him well and good luck on his next painting.
I turned around and walked back to bench to get the painting, before going to the car. Sands who had stepped out of the car by now sized me up. Even though I was familiar with him on screen it was a whole different story in person. I'm not even all that small with 5,8 ft, the guy was still towering over me. I estimated he was a good 6,4 ft and it finally made sense that he always seemed so much taller than Finch, especially in the shirt scene.
"Well, thanks for picking me up, but before we go to the hotel I want to go buy a few things first; namely some toiletries and clothes, that includes underwear just so you know. After lunch I want to go to the hotel to shower and then get a haircut afterwards. I want to be at the hotel for dinner and rest before meeting Mr. Morra. I don't plan to cause you too much trouble Mr. Sands, so as long as you make sure neither my painting nor I get damaged, we'll both have a peaceful and pleasant day."
I could see the astonishment on his face and I had to stifle a chuckle to avoid aggravating his temper. I didn't want this forced collaboration starting off too stale. I knew that Sands wasn't exactly a good guy, but he wasn't without redeeming qualities either. I have some morals, but I am certainly not the epitome of goodness either, so frankly I didn't hate him. I guess that was why I liked Sen. Morra in the series and could see the point in his methods, but I also did applaud Brian for his stubbornness to stay on the moral high ground.
Stubbornness I had, I stuck to my own rules, it was just that those rules were just a bit more questionable than Brian's. To come right out, I usually didn't judge, because most of the time I simply didn't care, only caring about what I gained from most relationships. Call me materialistic or sociopathic, but sometimes simply gaining someone to talk to was already enough for me to call someone a friend. However the point stayed that I used people too, the only difference in being, what for. In that sense I felt some affinity with the man, since he was just as amoral and brusque in dealing with everything as me, maybe even more so. At least in Sands case, he was open and honest about it. Even going so far to become the villain.
Even though I was used to using people, being able outright boss them around was rare. And I liked every second of it. The funny thing was that Sands was used to being bossed around too, only I knew from the show he liked it far less than he showed. I guess that was why he decided to break of from Sen. Morra later on. So, I did try to at least keep the demanding attitude to a minimum. After I carefully put the painting on the back seat I looked back at Sands. He'd schooled his features back to his neutral face, but he said nothing.
I walked past him to the other side of the car and got into the front seat, passenger side. I could see him pause, but then got in himself. He stepped on the gas and we drove around for a while. I looked out the window and lazily enjoyed the sights of New York I had never in person seen before. It was amazing to see the city become so alive right before me. The amount of cars driving around was staggering and the blazing of horns and bells was overwhelming. I was trying to make some idle conversation, but Sands remained stoic and quiet. I didn't mind talking by myself for a while though, but I soon grew tired of it. I was about to reach for the radio to turn on some music when things took a drastic turn. From his left side he suddenly drew a gun on me.
I pulled back my hands in shocked reflex, but forced myself to relax right after. Counting backwards from 5 to calm myself.
"Time to tell, little miss. Where did you get your information from? Who are you working for?"
I inhaled deeply, 3... and exhaled 2... and when I reached zero I put on a smile... Again he seemed startled. But he asked a question.
"Now, now Mr. Sands no need for that. I am working for none other than myself." I faced him head on forcing my nerves down by force. "As for how I know, now that would be telling... It seems to me you should rather be more concerned about what I will do with said info, than how I got it." I couldn't stop myself from winking in a playful manner.
"You seem awfully calm, you do know I could kill you right?"
"Funny, Mr. Morra said much the same thing." I said my smile widening. "I know you're not ordered to kill me Sands, he's more careful than that. You don't know if something unexpected might happen if you kill me."
"What unexpected things?" His tone even more threatening than before, but I refused to relent.
"You think I would dare do 'this' without any safeguards in place? I'm sure an anonymous message to the right people about this drug and our dear Senator-to-be, would, at the very least, sink his political career. Now how about you put that thing away, it serves no purpose, I'd rather you focus on driving."
If it was possible he seemed even more grumpy after that, but he did as he was told and put the gun away.
"Alright then, where to first?" He grumbled.
"The first department store with parking is fine. I really need some clothes, a hairbrush and a toothbrush."
....
Whether the day passed slow or quick, it was hard to tell. I was looking anxiously forward to the evening, but I was enjoying every second up to it as well, even the moment I'd been held at gun point. Despite initially being uncomfortable in the first department store as I had to go and pick everything out while still being stared at for being in my Pajamas. After changing into some comfy jeans and a loose top with a black leather jacket it only got better. After buying mostly casual clothing and all the daily necessities like the aforementioned hairbrush and toothbrush I went on to make-up and hair-products. Naturally I had taken a bathroom-break to clean myself up a little after the first stop, so I no longer looked like someone who just rolled out of bed. I had a lot of fun buying everything that took my fancy. I'm sure I bought at least 4 pair shoes right there and then.
Before I knew it I started to get extremely hungry and I realized I had skipped breakfast and it was already lunch-time. I looked to the back-seat of the car that was full of shopping-bags by now. I felt the fluttery feeling of excitement in my stomach I'd never felt this worry-free before. I could could get anything I wanted right now, I bet if I wanted to, I could even buy a sports-car or maybe even if it was a house I could probably do it. I wondered if it would get anything out of Sands though. He'd been completely quiet the whole time after that thing with the gun. Not that I minded much though, he paid for all the stuff I asked for. He also carried the bags if I told him to, not that I did unless my own hands were full though. He drove me where I wanted and he let me put on the radio now. He mostly stayed out of my way while I was shopping not hovering all too close. I knew he was keeping a careful eye on me though as I could feel his gaze follow me everywhere except when I was in the changing rooms.
His gaze intensified every time I came out though, but I ignored it all. A few times when I was just coming out of the changing rooms I could tell he was on the phone. Although he hung up every time I came too close to overhear. I assumed it was just part of his job though, so I just pretended I was some really rich lady and that he was just my body-guard. Because in simple terms at this moment I was. It was so fun I wondered if I would ever be able to give this up. After all I did intent to change the dynamics a bit after tonight, but if all went to plan it shouldn't become worse than this.
We were in the car again, and for the first time since this morning he spoke first, even if it was blunt and curt.
"Where to?"
I didn't know where I wanted to go now to be honest. Which in turn made me realize something else; I still didn't have a phone. Smirking I thought of the lady this morning, Latest model huh..
"I want a phone. You can prepare it, I want the IPhone 6 plus." I'd never thought I'd see him so surprised this many times today, but I did.
"It's not out yet."
At first I didn't understand what he meant, when I finally realized why the woman had looked so smug this morning when she showed me her new phone. This would be the perfect way to test my new-found power I thought, smirking.
"Right, I'm sure you can get me one though. You're Morra's best guy, I'm sure you have your ways."
For a short while it seemed like neither of us was sure what he would do now. He looked dubious, probably doubting between whether to feel validated or used. His usual stoic mask soon took it's place though.
"Fine."
"Great so you'll get me one then? Hmm, then for now let's go for lunch, just park somewhere and we'll walk until we find somewhere with a great view to sit down and eat."
He didn't bother responding, I was used to that by now. A few minutes later he'd parked and we were walking from the underground garage to a busy street with a lot of vendors and shops. I must have been looking around a bit too much while walking as he asked:
"Your first time in New York?"
I don't know what mercurial mood had come over him, but I eagerly jumped at the chance to lighten up the mood, however slim that chance was.
"Yes, it is indeed my first time in NYC." First time it the US actually. But I knew better than to say that second part out loud.
"I'm quite liking it so far, the fact I don't have to worry about how much I spend helps too." I said with a smirk. "But how about you, do you like New York, as compared to Kent?"
"How do you know I'm from Kent?"
"Well obvious reasons aside, I know a lot of things."
"Hmm."
"Like how you were MI6 before and that you and your colleagues had funny nicknames, like... Peckinpah was it, right?"
Maybe I had taken it a step too far, for the next thing I knew I was being held in an arm-lock and being pushed into an alley. It didn't hurt exactly, it was more a uncomfortable kind of pressure, but I knew better than to struggle against it.
"How do you know that name?" He said with a low growl in his voice.
"Are we really going over this again? You're not going to kill me."
"No, but I could just break your arm so you'll spill the beans." He said as he moved my arm to be more painful to empathize the threat. I swallowed a groan and forced my voice to remain steady despite the pain.
"Do you think that will solve your problem? A bit of torture? Mr. Morra agreed to a meeting and promised my safety until then. Will he appreciate you going around him like that, hmm?" I said smiling but with a dark tone on par with his.
He kept holding me purposely making me feel the pain. I was forced to admit once again, that whether this was a dream or not, I was playing a dangerous game, it gave me the chills. Chills of excitement that was. The adrenaline flowed and despite the pain I was enjoying every second of it. I looked straight at Sands, who looked very much like he was trying very hard not to start strangling me.
"Time to let go now, Peckinpah. You can't kill me. You can't hurt me. So, the only thing you can do is live with me. Nevertheless as long as you remember to play nice, so will I." It took all of my self-control to not continue mocking him. After all, seeing the man with those interesting faces were the best part of the day so far.
I couldn't help but look slightly smug when he let go of my arm, but I decided not to push his limits too much, for now. I rubbed my painful shoulder as I walked back to the main street we just came from. I hadn't noticed before but it was getting awfully bright out, opting to ignore Sands for a bit I walked around a bit looking for a shop that sold sunglasses. I quickly found one and walked in. I looked around a bit, before a shopkeeper came to help me. In the end I had a hard time choosing between 2 pair from different brands, one from Dolce & Cabbana and a Gucci. I was about to do an eeny-meeny-miny-mo before I realized I could just buy both.
I asked the shopkeeper to wrap them up while I went looking for Sands, I found him right outside the shop on the phone. He saw me coming but unlike the other times I'd tried to get close he didn't rush to end his call this time.
"Yeah, just do it alright. Yeah, leaving it at the reception is fine."
"I doesn't matter alright... Fine... Fine... I'll ask."
I wondered what that was about, but I guessed I could at least have a bit of patience to let him finish up, so I went to an isle with some perfume to try out a few, not caring that the prizes ranged from 20 dollar to 500. I just took the ones that sounded nice or had stylish bottles. By the time I saw Sands come in the shop, his phone still in his hand I'd had found 3 bottles with nice enough aroma's to actually buy. I picked them up to walk to the shopkeeper when Sands grabbed my shoulder to stop me. I looked at him questioningly.
"The rimming, do you want silver, gold or pink." It took me a second what he meant, until I realized it was about the phone I'd asked for earlier. I took a second to recall what colour the women from this morning had. It had, had the golden rimming. It was pretty, but it didn't suit me all that much. I thought about the pink colour I'd seen before in my own world. But too be fair I wasn't even all that into pink. It really had been coincidence I was teleported here on the off chance while wearing my pink pajamas, I only had 1 while the rest was all blue or black.
"Silver then."
"Silver. Now get to it." He told the person on the phone with an irritated voice.
After hanging up right after, he walked with me to the counter where I put the perfume bottles next to the sunglasses and told the shopkeeper he could add those.
"That'll be 1200 dollars total then." I was startled by the high price, I'd never spend that much money on myself in a day, let alone one purchase. However going by what I'd bought already, I knew I should have already spend at least around 2000 on the clothes, shoes and toiletries. And I finally realized I'd never even asked what the card-limit was.
When we were outside the shop, I took out the Gucci sunglasses to put on. I felt like a super-model again. Because I'd lagged behind a little I was finally in a position behind Sands, remembering the pain in my shoulder earlier I just couldn't help myself, and kicked him hard in the back of his leg. One would say that kicking the shins would've been more effective, but usually for martial artists the nerves there would be kind of dead, thus lessening the effect.
It was obvious it had the intended effect, as he groaned in pain and limped for a few steps. I walked past him to the corner of the street. Deciding where to go now. Opting to go in the direction of a park with view of the river. There were several food-stands and even a food-truck was parked close by. I looked back at Sands who was looking outright murderous again.
"Payback for earlier, but now we're even. Also it's your own fault that you let your guard down." I said and shrugged as walked up to the food-truck.
I ordered a iced tea and a crepe with strawberry and cream, I looked back at Sands who was standing a few feet away. His stoic mask in place. I thought about what he would do if I ordered him a crepe as well. The thought made me smile, but I didn't take him for the sweet tooth. Thinking that he deserved some consideration, even if I did just kick him in the Achilles.
I ordered him a Royal Club and toast with cheese and bacon, which he took surprisingly graceful when I handed it to him, and I half expected him to throw it in the trash, but he didn't. I walked to the small park with benches on the other side and we both sat down.
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2020.06.14 23:05 RabbiSeandhi [SP] Next In Line

A blot of black ink flits in the dark-indigo vastness of a summer night. Or, in less poetic terms: A junebug flies through the air. But I’ll save the meta-commentary for another day. It’s a beautiful night, with the concrete’s soft sun-induced warmth slowly dissipating into night’s vast, cold void. Midwestern suburbia’s terrestrial sights and sounds seem to be dulled for a while. All who wish to enjoy a faux-primeval night are given some semblance of what primitive humans witnessed: that infinitely deep expanse of sky. Serenity is here....and then the neighbor’s damn porchlight kicks on. I’m not sure if this is the light pollution’s fault (it’s still not fully night), but only one star is out, off to the northwest. It’s enough for what happens next.
The aforementioned junebug, by some sheer coincidence (or divine intervention?), is quite partial to that solitary star. Of course it only appears this way from my perspective, but that is enough. I count myself lucky to see such a sight -- and to see its conclusion.
Out of the darkness, a nighthawk swiftly ends the junebug’s life. And for that one instant, that brief moment before the junebug ceased to exist, an alignment of sorts took place.....
First in line is the star, a distant, unthinking, unfeeling, unblinking mass, slowly burning into oblivion followed by rebirth, followed by oblivion....and so on until entropy’s inevitable victory ends in cold nothingness.
Next stands our atmosphere, which no star could ever imagine or comprehend. Stars only know gas causes gravity, which causes heat, which causes fusion, which causes (eventually) no more gas. If a star could understand the nuances of chemistry it wouldn’t be a star; the necessary pressure and heat and density of a star preclude it from doing so. Already we have transcended the previous alignment-object’s petty one-dimensional “worldview” of physics -- we have ascended to chemistry. And although chemistry operates within the bounds of physics, it also expands those bounds into two dimensions of possibilities.
Third is the junebug. Just as the star is incapable of ever remotely fathoming the concept of our atmosphere’s two-dimensional paradigm, the atmosphere cannot even begin to comprehend the junebug’s third dimension -- biology. DNA, though bound by its’ ancestor’s lower-dimensional laws, does to chemistry what chemistry did to physics. Biology, in essence self-replicating chemicals, completely blows chemistry out of the complexity-water. It’s like with the star: if the atmosphere -- chemistry -- could understand that higher dimension, it would no longer be the atmosphere. Now, if you will, think of what a star must feel as it gazes upon a junebug. Confusion about confusion; confusion squared. And we’re only on the third step.
Fourth comes the nighthawk. We now move from biology to that rudimentary and basic psychology which all organisms with a brain possess. How lost would the junebug be if you attempted the impossible task of explaining to it the idea of a brain? No longer are we bound to basic biology’s three-dimensional world, where creatures act like input-output machines: observing chemicals and temperatures and light, then acting in accordance with their hard-coded DNA. Now personalities, emotions, and memories transcend basic biology into a fourth dimension, the next paradigm shift along this divine (chance?) alignment. Psychology (even if animalistic and basic) does to biology what biology did to chemistry, which is what chemistry did to physics. Recall the impossibility of explaining this fourth dimension to an insect, and go one step further: how on earth could the atmosphere ever grasp the faintest wisp of the idea of memory, the idea of observation? Is it even worth writing down what a star would think of this? If the atmosphere’s education on psychology is impossible squared, the star’s is impossible cubed. Imagine that: a cube with each side one dimension of impossibilities, a cube that could never exist, not even in the most feverish of childhood dreams or the most psychotropic of hallucinogenic drug trips.
Fifth in this alignment is myself: humanity, culture, sapience. A psychology that has become so powerful it can manipulate and influence the biological machine it resides within, using what we call willpower. Sure, nighthawks and other creatures have thoughts, but trying to explain the idea of reflective thinking -- thoughts about thoughts -- to them would be madness. Humanity, using this fifth dimension (sapience), has transcended the snail’s pace of biological evolution into the supersonic lane of cultural evolution. No other species on earth has so little biological diversity and yet so much geo-cultural difference. A human in Mongolia is radically different from a human in Brazil, but only along one “direction”, in that fifth dimension that characterizes our unique perspective. Their basic psychology, biology, chemistry, and physics are all the same. Now think of the impossibility of explaining all of this to a star, those mighty things that cannot even conceive of chemistry, let alone biology or psychology or sapience. And sapience has somehow been gifted with the ability to conceive of these lower dimensions, with the ability to apply the fifth dimensional constructs of math and language to understand these complex yet infinitely-simpler-than-sapience-itself ideas. Imagine turning your head ninety degrees, only to discover that you’ve found a fourth spatial dimension instead of what was 90 degrees to your left/right in the familiar three dimensions. This is what mankind’s sapience has done, and the awareness of this fact only compounds its beauty; the fact that we are aware of our awareness of our awareness of our awareness of our... makes us think that there is something special, privileged about our place in the alignment. Are we the last stop? The highest dimension?
The answer is No: nothing about our infinite cascade of awareness makes our position in the line privileged. I should clarify: we might happen to be the final paradigm of the universe, the be-all-end-all dimension. But our sapience does not prove this. Our atmosphere, the junebug, and the nighthawk must have all thought that they were it, that they were the highest rung on this dimensional ladder -- only they weren’t gifted with enough dimensional complexity to see how wrong they were. When a double helix of DNA first copied itself, how could it not have conceived of itself as the end of the road? What more could there be to life, the nighthawk thinks, than its memories and personality that so dramatically refine its crude biological foundation? I will not fall into the same trap that previous paradigms have. This then raises the question: what would I see if I looked behind me? What’s next in line?
I believe there are two options. The first is that the sixth dimension is where God, who somehow possesses something beyond sapience and omnipresence (which is really just an extremely potent form of awareness), resides. Is this the last dimension? I’m afraid I can’t say, considering that my petty five-dimensional sapience can barely even conceive of the enormity and paradigm-shifting complexity of the sixth dimension. Is God beholden to some higher power, something somehow more complex than that which is already infinitely more complex than our sapience? I suppose it’s possible.
The other option is even stranger. Looking behind me, I could see an infinite succession of dimensions, all infinitely more complex and impossible (from my perspective) than the last. All of them to the previous one as chemistry is to physics, as biology is to chemistry, as psychology is to biology, as sapience is to psychology, and so on forever. Yet somehow, by some accident or miracle or curse, there is an end to this infinite succession. Don’t ask me how an infinite chain can possibly have an end -- it just does. And at the end of the chain, after the unending line of higher and higher dimensions that make less and less sense to our five-dimensional selves, is God. Above and beyond an infinity of complexity, God occupies the Aleph-dimension. United in his form are limitless dimensions somehow contained inside of one being.
I’m not sure which interpretation is correct, or which one I would prefer. They’re both equally unimaginable and unattainable, both fundamentally beyond what we could ever conceive of. Will we one day evolve into being who can operate in these higher dimensions? I’ve yet to figure out if that would be a good thing or a bad thing. The religious part of me wants to leave these dimensions to God, but the humanist part of me wants Homo Sapiens to go beyond our conquest of the fifth dimension, to ascend to ever higher and more complex dimensions in an effort to understand them, to master them, to use them for good. Do ‘good’ and ‘evil’ even exist in higher dimensions? They certainly do not exist in the lower four dimensions. What if those higher dimensions lead only to cold-heartedness and amorality, not because of a corruption of morals, but because morality is, fundamentally, only compatible with the fifth dimension? In that case, perhaps we should fear what is next in line.
....And then the nighthawk is gone, now invisible against the backdrop of twilight. That once-in-a-lifetime alignment is broken, and with it goes my obsession for the fool’s errand of ever conceiving the potential infinity of higher dimensions. Suddenly, I’m quite happy with my fifth-dimensional existence, with my awareness of awareness, with sitting here on a warm June night (despite my neighbor’s porchlight). I’m done with this impossibility; now it’s your turn to think. It’s your turn to chew and swallow and digest this idea -- and who knows? By some miracle, you might discover the sixth dimension, or that infinite succession that lies beyond, so close yet so far from our awareness. Either way, I’m going to enjoy the serenity of the night. You’re next in line.
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2020.06.14 02:27 DekusGrimoire This show redeemed redemption arcs for me

Sorry, this might is going to get long. Even on the internet I'm a massive windbag.
I'm a pretty avid consumer of a lot of shonen battle-fantasy series like MHA, Black Clover, Chainsaw Man and so on, though I absolutely wouldn't myself an authority on the genre or anything. I don't watch much actual anime from Japan, most animated television I'm familiar with comes from the West like Steven Universe, Gravity Falls and Avatar: TLA and LOK. Point being, a lot of series on that front that I otherwise enjoy very much tend to fall short in one department with alarming frequency: Redeeming the villains. I don't just mean an alliance of convenience or mutual goals, I mean terrible people never being meaningfully called out and made to answer for whatever they'd done, in particular My Hero Academia (I'm not a fan of Bakugou by any stretch. I know he's improved a lot but he still hasn't been confronted directly enough with his abusive behavior in my eyes and people keep cutting him too much slack, in-universe and out. Endeavor's arc is closer to an atonement arc rather than a redemption one and everyone in-universe treats his actions with much more appropriate gravity, which is why I appreciate it much more) and Black Clover (due to the sheer quantity of villains how pull patterns of horrific, contemptible cruelty and evil, but put forward one evaporative gesture in the direction of an apology and are treated like comrades suddenly. Not all villains in the series suit that description, but too many do.) I don't mean to attack any fans of those series to happen to be here, I'm voicing my own gripes.
The compounding frustration from these, in my eyes, woefully inadequate attempts to win my sympathy for these characters was honestly beginning to affect my state of mind more than I was comfortable with. I spend a lot of time thinking about media and how they use characters and character dynamics to convey messages and themes, and I was just making myself angry thinking about these failures. I like to think about what kind of stories I might want to write myself, what of characters or themes I'd want to explore, etc. I wanted to attack these kinds of arcs and break them down. The stories I imagined were always really ugly and brutal and sad, and the characters were always hard and spiteful and angry 'cause I was so frustrated I just wanted to see characters get stretched to their limits and fray apart and stay that way, because that was better than one more redemption arc falling flat.
Anyway, I was looking for some stuff to watch on a whim mostly, and I started hearing about She-Ra as people were getting hyped for season 5. I looked into it and I really liked the artstyle and all the glowing praise it was getting from the LGBT+ community (not a member personally, but I always want to find good representation when I can), and because so many people seemed to attached to the conflicted villain characters (Catra, Scorpia, Entrapta, you know the role call) . Catra especially was getting people saying hers was the best arc since Prince Zuko so I thought to myself "I'll be the judge of that." and sat down to watch the show over the course of the next few days, not sure if I wasn't just going to hack myself off that much more.
Aaaaaand I was completely blown away. Seriously, it was like a antidote for all the pent up negativity in my narrative mindspace.
Honestly, it's amazing how little it took to change my mind, since a lot of these arcs still had more than a few hiccups for me but still ended up being so satisfying. I loved how pretty much every single arc of the antagonists played out. Entrapta and Scorpia were super likeable and fun and never really evil and mostly did what they did out of misunderstandings and being manipulated, and they both feel massively guilty later on and make conscious efforts to own up to their mistakes, and even those attempts can cause friction. Double Trouble was pretty much just amoral and their actions mostly coincided with their mercenary, opportunistic motives with the show never pretending they were anything else, which made it much easier to bear and enjoy. Plus their absolutely devastating vivisection of Catra's motives near the end of season 4, god damn that was satisfying. Hordak was.. probably the shakiest one imo; his motives sort of being a magnification of Catra's insecurity and drive to prove herself to people who will never actually value them and eventually coming to realize what a meaningful, reciprocal relationship really is was very interesting and cool, but I don't really think it stuck the landing as much as could have, what with him never specifically being confronted for trying to subjugate Etheria, even if the Horde is basically defunct by now. Maybe a line or two about him and Entrapta promising to use their bots and army to help rebuild Salineas and the other places the Horde trashed would've gone a long way. Heck, if you want to call Glimmer's arc post-Heart of Etheria a redemption arc, I personally thought she was always just justified enough to still be sympathetic when she realizes her mistakes and tries to make it up to her friends, even if you knew she was more than likely in the wrong to trust Shadow Weaver, and seeing some borderline Machiavellian tactics from her was really fun. That and Glimmer and the Princess Alliance crew are just great in general.
And Shadow Weaver finally fucked off and died, that made me smile.
But maaaaaan was Catra's arc something to behold. She descended into a seriously dark place really believably and I was honestly not sure if the show had what it took to pull off a redemption arc of a character like this, or if they were even going to try. I loved that Adora would always try to get her to see reason but eventually stopped trying when Catra went far enough to try and risk destroying reality like a Final Fantasy villain, which places the onus to change on Catra herself and not someone "saving" her. I loved how her theme of self-deception and digging herself deeper was set up with every single supposed promotion she gets just throwing another obstacle in the way of getting the respect she wants, Shadow Weaver being Shadow Weaver, Hordak's preference for Entrapta, Scorpia defecting after Catra betrays Entrapta and threatens her too, Horde Prime finally breaking through to her realizing how much hit she's gotten herself and the world into. And not every one takes to her being part of the team well at first (Frosta PUNCH), even if I still thought it was sort of light considering. I was pretty torn for a long time whether them letting Catra on their side was a great display of moral strength and kindness or slight naivete and a strange (well, strange for me I guess) lack of a sense of retribution or caution on the part of the heroes, though I guess they had bigger problems, but Catra's damn lucky she had Adora to vouch for her. But I started reading a lot of takes on why each individual character came to accept Catra and I started coming around on it (this fanbase is one of the most thoughtful and insightful I've seen when it comes to analyzing characters). And I guess I must've still cared about what happened to her all along 'cause Horde Prime's possession thing was the most skeeved out I'd ever felt watching this kind of show.
And holy hell, that final-ish scene where Catra saves Adora by finally accepting and saying that she loves her and they kiss which rejuvenates Adora's strength enough to literally erase Horde Prime with the power of love. Yeah, that made the whole series worth it right there, great stuff. Applause. Love how it pulled the curtain back and reveals how everything linked together the whole time and had been leading up to this; it was like a narrative Cirque de Soleil performance.
This one show has energized me more than a lot of content I've been experiencing recently, even the really really good stuff, and I'm heartened that so many people feel the same way. It pretty much exactly what I wanted without realizing it, seeing friendships pushed their limit but still finding real ways to work it out and see through what really matters. I swear I'd almost forgotten what a good, complete redemption arc could actually feel like. I still appreciate and will likely seek out darker stories than this, but this show was wonderfully mature in how it handled it's intense subject matter for how optimistic it is. I hope this story becomes a generational milestone and we see more people being inspired by it and taking cues from it in their own creations. I hope I never forget this, it's one for the ages.
Also Melog is best therapy pet. Good empathic shapeshifting alien ghost thing.
TL;DR: I've been infuriated with subpar redemption arcs lately, and I was worried SPOP wouldn't be able to buck that trend, but it surpassed all my hopes. I feel much better having watched this show and remembering what an awesome redemption story can look like, especially alongside all the other wonderful stuff this show has to offer.
Thank you to any poor souls who read this whole thing, and I'd love to hear any thoughts in the comments. Thanks and have a great day.
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2020.06.13 17:39 GenghisKazoo (Spoilers Extended) Invasion from the Deep, Part 1: A Sign of Chaos

TL;DR: GRRM makes constant references to well-known mythological and modern fantasy narratives about the struggle between supernatural powers of Order and Chaos, and suggests that the Others are the Order side. There is a Chaos side that has been hinted at but not fully revealed.
I’ve taken a lengthy hiatus from these sort of writeups, partly because I was hoping I could drop them once a TWOW release date was announced, and partly because for whatever reason I just wasn’t feeling it for a while. But I think it’s high time for another. A series this time. Not a Euron = AA one (directly), but hopefully something people will find just as interesting. Forget about the so-called greater threat of the Others. We’re going to talk about the greater greater threat. I’m not talking about Deep Ones, that would be ridiculous and GRRM has explicitly rejected the notion. No, we’re talking about a threat that has been heavily foreshadowed, ties up multiple loose ends in the setting, explains the show ending better than the show did, and is thematically appropriate. I’m talking, of course, about endless legions of damned souls, boiling out of the primordial abyss.

Reading the Signs

“Hold on one second,” you say. “The series has been slowly building hype for the invasion of the Others since the prologue! Why do you think GRRM is going to throw an entirely separate supernatural force at us at the last minute?”
Well, it started with the recognition of some symbols. Many people dismiss symbolic analysis of ASOIAF as a valid predictive tool, and I can sort of see why. To paraphrase Sturgeon’s Law, 90% of symbolic analysis is shit. Much of it hinges on tenuous connections to the authors’ own pre-existing reference pool, whether it’s their favorite anime or their favorite 17th century English political treatise. These are unlikely to indicate anything because there’s little reason to believe GRRM was aware of these and purposefully including references to them.
That said, I think ignoring the symbolic layer when trying to unravel a GRRM novel is a distinctly bad idea that makes the business of prediction much harder. For example, take one of GRRM’s prior novels, The Armageddon Rag. One of the central mysteries of the novel is the murder of rock promoter Jamie Lynch. Attempting to figure out who did it using purely the behavior of the characters is theoretically possible, but extremely difficult unless you already know what to look for. However, when you engage with the symbolic layer, it’s easy as pie. [SPOILERS The Armageddon Rag]It’s Ananda Caine. Because of course it’s Ananda CAINe. It’s not that subtle a hint, honestly.
Finding intentional symbolic clues in GRRM’s work, symbols which recur too often or are too specific to be coincidence, can reveal significant plot developments in some cases. Even more often, the set of symbols and references GRRM uses corresponds roughly to the set of ideas he drew from in writing ASOIAF. Catching these symbols lets us get into GRRM’s headspace, and that makes it way easier to make informed hypotheses about his future intentions, as well as verify those hypotheses against the text.
I went about isolating intentional clues, examining the corresponding extratextual sources, then looked for commonalities in those extratextual sources. And in doing so, a pattern emerged. I found what I think is good evidence that the “Great War” coming is not merely a battle between ice and fire. It’s a battle between order and chaos.

Chaoskampf!

Before the ocean and the earth appeared— before the skies had overspread them all— the face of Nature in a vast expanse was naught but Chaos uniformly waste. It was a rude and undeveloped mass, that nothing made except a ponderous weight; and all discordant elements confused, were there congested in a shapeless heap. -Ovid, Metamorphoses
Chaos did not always just mean “disorder.” In fact, it only appears in that rather mundane sense after the 16th century. The origin of the word comes from the Ancient Greek word χάος, meaning “vast chasm” or “void.” There are numerous interpretations of Chaos in the Greco-Roman tradition, too many to go into depth. I will mostly focus on the description first provided by Hesiod, one of the first Greek poets. In the telling of Hesiod, Chaos was, based on the passage referenced, either "the gaping void above the Earth created when Earth and Sky are separated from their primordial unity" or "the gaping space below the Earth on which Earth rests." Regardless of which, he says that Chaos was the first thing to exist, and was some manner of nigh-infinite dark void, from which all things emerged.
This is not a purely Greek myth. Rather, it is related to a variety of myths, particularly Indo-European myths, all stemming from some common root in humanity’s ancient past. There is for example, the rather odd-sounding Ginnungagap in Norse mythology, which later separated into realms of ice and fire: Niflheim and Múspellheim. Or in the Abrahamic tradition, there is the description of the universe at the beginning of creation provided in Genesis 1:1-2, as a sort of deep dark sea, devoid of form and light:
In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.
Out of this primordial state, these legends say forms began to emerge. Some became gods. Others, monsters. The titans, giants, jotunn, asura, Fomorians, dev, etc. Beings who clashed with the gods for dominance over the universe, and sometimes ruled it for a time, before being slain or driven back from whence they came. These beings were not defined by their evil nature like a Christian demon would be; many were evil, but others were rather neutral. The jotunn. for example. would drink with, wrestle with, and even marry the Aesir in many legends. What they were however is barbarous, and opposed to the rule of the gods. It was only through the conquest of these beings by the gods, the myths said, that order was brought to the world, creating conditions of safety for human civilization. Comparative mythologists suggest this may have been a narrative ancient conquerors used to justify their domination and displacement of aboriginal populations.
In many mythologies, one of the greatest foes of the cosmic order the gods ever faced was a dragon. Dragons and serpents are ubiquitous in global mythology, and with some notable Chinese exceptions they are usually portrayed negatively. Sometimes they emerge from the sea, other times from below the earth, and sometimes from the depths of Chaos itself. Often they would have multiple heads. These dragons in myth would often bring blight and infertility, stealing cattle or blocking waters to create drought. Examples include Typhon, Jormugandr, Apophis, Tiamat, Vritra, Yamm-Nahar, and many more.
Their power is often so great, ordinary gods could not hope to stand against them. Usually, they had to be slain by a storm god, one of the most powerful gods in most pantheons, wielding a thunderbolt or some other manner of magic weapon suitable to the task. Zeus, Thor, Marduk, Baal, and Indra are just a few examples. These battles between storm god and dragon, order and chaos, constitute the “chaoskampf mytheme.” A mytheme is one of the “fundamental generic units of narrative structure (typically involving a relationship between a character, an event, and a theme) from which myths are thought to be constructed.” The chaoskampf (meaning struggle against Chaos) mytheme most likely originates in proto-Indo-European mythology but is nearly ubiquitous across Eurasia, recurring from the British Isles all the way to Japan. GRRM has included numerous references to this set of myths, many of which are far too direct to be merely coincidental. These references serve as one of the major clues that a struggle between order and chaos is unfolding in ASOIAF. Let’s look at some.
The Drowned God and the Storm God
Let’s start with an easy one. The ironborn religion is dualistic and focused on the rivalry between these two beings. The Drowned God, a benevolent (to the ironborn) god who taught men to seek out their destiny with fire and sword, and the Storm God, a god who lashes down with thunder and wind, and hates men and all his works. This is almost certainly based on the chaoskampf to some extent, but like all things ironborn, it’s backwards. The ironborn worship the sea god (Jormugandr, Yamm, Tiamat, any manner of sea god of chaos) as the benevolent patron of man, and revile the storm god (Thor, Baal, Zeus, etc) as the enemy of man. This is a clue that GRRM had chaoskampf on the brain, and also that the ironborn value system is fundamentally out-of-alignment with normality.
The Three-headed Dragon of House Targaryen
The many headed dragon that the Targaryens take as their sigil is an archetypical representation of the Chaos dragons of mythology. As for specific inspirations, there are two that spring to mind. The first of these is the Yamata no Orochi from Japanese myth, far better known by its modern successor: King Ghidorah from the Godzilla universe. King Ghidorah may be a modern monster, but its creator Tomoyuki Tanaka explicitly cites the ancient eight-headed dragon as inspiration. And both ancient and modern versions fit into the chaoskampf mytheme well despite being outside the core Indo-European mythology. Yamata no Orochi is slain by the Shinto storm god, Susanoo. And while Ghidorah doesn’t fight a storm god, he is a force of Chaos from the void of space and the archrival of Godzilla, the guardian of natural order.
The other major inspiration is Jormungandr. Not because of any particular resemblance, but because it is one of the two “main houses” of the series, along with House Stark. The pairing of wolf and serpent evokes two of the greatest monsters of Norse mythology, which battle the gods in Ragnarok: Fenrir and Jormungandr. GRRM uses the wolf and the serpent to evoke Ragnarok in The Armageddon Rag, suggesting it’s a bit of symbolism he is fond of.
“And now the hour has come round at last,” he said in a voice like a preacher’s. “The hour of the wolf and the serpent, the great conflagration that will destroy the house of lies.” -The Armageddon Rag
Ashara Dayne, Daario Naharis, and Daenerys Stormborn
By way of the Hittites, the Indo-European chaoskampf mytheme spread to the Near East and intermingled with pre-existing Near Eastern myths. The Canaanite version can be found within an epic called the Ugaritic Baal Cycle. In this myth the storm god Baal fights and takes control of the universe from Yamm-Nahar, a chaos god of the sea and rivers. Also referred to as “Judge Nahar,” this character is the likely inspiration for the last name of Daario Naharis, a character who we have strong reason to believe is supernatural in nature (seriously, check it out) and probably in league with the forces of Chaos.
Some of you may dispute that conclusion, and I would say it is iffy were it not for the other reference: Ashara Dayne. Asherah is a Near Eastern mother goddess from multiple mythologies, and in the Baal cycle she is Baal’s mother. In an attempt to save her son from a battle she does not think he can win, Asherah prostitutes herself to Yamm-Nahar, offering her body.
Finally, Kindly Asherah, who loves Her children, offered Herself to the God of the Sea. She offered Her own body to the Lord of Rivers.
Is this not eerily similar to Ashara’s supposed means of suicide: throwing herself into a river? The similarities are, imo, too strong to dismiss.
And this seems like as good a time as any to mention Daenerys’s epithet, Stormborn. By evoking the Storm God GRRM may be signaling Daenerys’s role in defeating chaos as the slayer of lies. Along with much else. If Asherah is the mother of a storm god, could Daenerys be Ashara’s child? Will Daario Naharis prove to be among Daenerys’s greatest enemies? I’m not comfortable drawing these conclusions just yet, but others have made a good case for the former possibility, and Daario is likely far more important to the story than most realize.
The Hightower and the Bloodeye
The Irish chaoskampf myth revolves around the struggle between Lugh, warrior of the Aos Si, and Balor, King of the Fomorians.
Lugh is the storm god (and Lord of Light, among other things) in Irish mythology, and his most famous battle is against Balor the Smiter, the king of a demonic, chaotic race called the Fomorians. Balor is not a dragon, he’s more of a giant, but he shares many commonalities with the various chaos dragons. Including his blighting of the land surrounding his Túr Mór (High Tower), and an evil-eye whose withering, fiery gaze is downright draconic.
Later folklore says that he has only one eye and describes it as follows: "He had a single eye in his forehead, a venomous fiery eye. There were always seven coverings over this eye. One by one Balar removed the coverings. With the first covering the bracken began to wither, with the second the grass became copper-coloured, with the third the woods and timber began to heat, with the fourth smoke came from the trees, with the fifth everything grew red, with the sixth it sparked. With the seventh they were all set on fire, and the whole countryside was ablaze!".
As I have discussed elsewhere, Euron with his evil eye seems in large part inspired by Balor. And the Hightower on Battle Isle is such a strong match to Balor’s High Tower on Tory Island (site of a legendary ancient battle between Fomorians and a people called the Nemedians) that it’s almost certainly not a coincidence. GRRM’s intentional usage of Balor symbolism is further evidenced by the name of House Hightower’s heir: Baelor Hightower.
Viserys “Snake-fingers” Targaryen
This is one I’m slightly skeptical is intentional, but it lets me talk about Typhon so I’m including it. Daenerys has a series of terrifying visions while Mirri Maz Durr performs her blood magic ritual to “save” Drogo. One concerns Viserys, his grisly death, and his past sexual abuse of Daenerys.
Viserys stood before her, screaming. "The dragon does not beg, slut. You do not command the dragon. I am the dragon, and I will be crowned." The molten gold trickled down his face like wax, burning deep channels in his flesh. "I am the dragon and I will be crowned!" he shrieked, and his fingers snapped like snakes, biting at her nipples, pinching, twisting, even as his eyes burst and ran like jelly down seared and blackened cheeks. -Daenerys IX, AGOT
Setting aside the Satanic vibes (the dragon will be crowned!) Viserys’s snakelike fingers also evoke Typhon, the mightiest monster in Greek mythology, who battled Zeus for control of the cosmos. Typhon was born from Gaia and Tartarus, out of Gaia’s anger at the gods for destroying the Giants, her children. Typhon like most versions of the “chaos dragon” had many draconic heads. But according to the description of Apollodorus, they weren’t where you would expect.
In size and strength he surpassed all the offspring of Earth. As far as the thighs he was of human shape and of such prodigious bulk that he out-topped all the mountains, and his head often brushed the stars. One of his hands reached out to the west and the other to the east, and from them projected a hundred dragons' heads. From the thighs downward he had huge coils of vipers, which when drawn out, reached to his very head and emitted a loud hissing. His body was all winged: unkempt hair streamed on the wind from his head and cheeks; and fire flashed from his eyes.
Essentially Typhon was a twisted imitation of a man’s form, made from a hundred vipers. In Hesiod’s telling, these hundred viper heads have “voices… which uttered every kind of sound unspeakable.” Confronted by this mountain of premium distilled WTF, all the gods minus Zeus turn into animals and flee to Egypt. Zeus and Typhon then engage in a cataclysmic struggle to decide the fate of gods and men, according to Hesiod’s Theogony:
[Zeus] thundered hard and mightily: and the earth around resounded terribly and the wide heaven above, and the sea and Ocean's streams and the nether parts of the earth. Great Olympus reeled beneath the divine feet of the king as he arose and earth groaned thereat. And through the two of them heat took hold on the dark-blue sea, through the thunder and lightning, and through the fire from the monster, and the scorching winds and blazing thunderbolt. The whole earth seethed, and sky and sea: and the long waves raged along the beaches round and about at the rush of the deathless gods: and there arose an endless shaking. Hades trembled where he rules over the dead below, and the Titans under Tartarus who live with Cronos, because of the unending clamor and the fearful strife.
Metal af. In most accounts, after a fierce battle where rivers turn to dust, the land is lain waste, and mountains are hurled by Typhon or blasted away by Zeus’s thunderbolts, Typhon is struck down and hurled into the deepest depths of Tartarus, and Mount Etna in Sicily thrown on top of him. The constant eruptions of that volcano are thought to be the work of the defeated monster’s rage. The connections between volcanism and Chaos are a subject I plan on returning to later.
The Stone Beast and the Tall Twisted Thing
Explaining this one is worth its own essay, which we'll get into when we discuss the human collaborators with the forces of Chaos (of which there are many). Suffice it for now to say that Daenerys’s vision of a great stone beast…
From a smoking tower, a great stone beast took wing, breathing shadow fire… -Daenerys IV, ACOK
...and Moqorro’s vision of a “tall twisted thing”...
-”A tall and twisted thing with one black eye and ten long arms, sailing on a sea of blood."
...both not only foreshadow events of great and terrible import (yes, Euron is involved), but trace their inspiration to a Christian adaptation of the multi-headed Chaos dragon: the Beast or Antichrist from the Book of Revelation.
The dragon stood on the shore of the sea. And I saw a beast coming out of the sea. It had ten horns and seven heads, with ten crowns on its horns, and on each head a blasphemous name. -Revelation 13:1
R’hllor, the Lion of Night, the Blind God of Boash, the Stranger, “Fire and Blood”, Tyrion Lannister…
We would be remiss not to mention one of the least known but most important recurring symbols in ASOIAF: Yaldabaoth, the Son of Chaos. A Gnostic representation of the demiurge which once more dips into the well of chaoskampf by depicting the malevolent and deceitful master of the world material as a dragon, with the head of a lion, dwelling in the deep abyss of Chaos.
Yaldabaoth is frequently called "the Lion-faced", leontoeides, and is said to have the body of a serpent. The demiurge is also[26] described as having a fiery nature, applying the words of Moses to him: "the Lord our God is a burning and consuming fire". Hippolytus claims that Simon used a similar description.[27]
In Pistis Sophia, Yaldabaoth has already sunk from his high estate and resides in Chaos, where, with his forty-nine demons, he tortures wicked souls in boiling rivers of pitch, and with other punishments (pp. 257, 382). He is an archon with the face of a lion, half flame, and half darkness.
Under the name of Nebro (rebel), Yaldabaoth is called an angel in the apocryphal Gospel of Judas. He is first mentioned in "The Cosmos, Chaos, and the Underworld" as one of the twelve angels to come "into being [to] rule over chaos and the [underworld]". He comes from heaven, and it is said his "face flashed with fire and [his] appearance was defiled with blood". Nebro creates six angels in addition to the angel Saklas to be his assistants. These six, in turn, create another twelve angels "with each one receiving a portion in the heavens".
I’ve delved deeper into the topic of Yaldabaoth here, and from my research it seems that many of the religions of Westeros, the Targaryen words, and even the truth of Tyrion Lannister’s parentage all invoke this one somewhat obscure Gnostic symbol.
Azor Ahai, Asura Ahi
Last but certainly not least, we have the big one. The biggest, most important prophecy in a series where every prophecy comes true to some extent. A prophecy about a hero reborn who will decide the fate of the world itself. Azor Ahai, ladies and gentlemen! Our hero!
...right?
In the Rig Veda, Vritra (also known as Ahi, Sanskrit for “serpent”) is an Asura, the Hindu equivalent to a titan, jotunn, or fomorian. Vritra was a truly massive villain who kept all the waters of the world for himself. His size and power was so great that he was said to swallow the sky, and hold three entire worlds on the points of his “three-headed” trident.
Like arrows released in the four directions, the demon's body grew, day after day. Tall and blackish, he appeared like a burnt hill and was as lustrous as a bright array of clouds in the evening. The hair on the demon's body and his beard and moustache were the color of melted copper, and his eyes were piercing like the midday sun. He appeared unconquerable, as if holding the three worlds on the points of his blazing trident. Dancing and shouting with a loud voice, he made the entire surface of the earth tremble as if from an earthquake. As he yawned again and again, he seemed to be trying to swallow the whole sky with his mouth, which was as deep as a cave. He seemed to be licking up all the stars in the sky with his tongue and eating the entire universe with his long, sharp teeth. Seeing this gigantic demon, everyone, in great fear, ran here and there in all directions.
The Asura Ahi is eventually slain by Indra, the Storm God. In some versions of this battle Indra then goes on to slay Danu, the mother of Danavas (a particular type of Asura), and is consequently forced into exile.
Is GRRM really invoking this symbolism on purpose? Is Azor Ahai not a hero with a cool sword but rather a terrifying force of Chaos? A dragon that wants to blot out the stars from the sky?
suddenly the stars were gone, and across the blue sky swept the great wings, and the world took flame. -Daenerys IX, AGOT
I’d say yes, but put a pin in that for now, we’re on a roll here.

The Michael Moorcock connection

A blinding light like a thousand suns opens up the sky
Defying the barriers of Time and Space, the High Lords arrive
I see the army of the Lords of Light
And I see the hordes of Chaos rise -Horn of Fate, Domine
Have we established that GRRM likes referencing mythological Chaos dragons yet? I hope so. But how can we be really sure GRRM is intentionally hinting at a chaoskampf in ASOIAF, and not just a big fan of polycephalic dragons? Well, GRRM also rather pointedly references the author who reintroduced the idea of Order vs Chaos conflict to fantasy literature: Michael Moorcock.
Michael Moorcock may not be as well known as Tolkein but he is nearly as influential. He is the creator of what others have termed the “Eternal Champion multiverse.” This collection of stories was hugely influential in making the idea of a struggle between Order and Chaos, rather than Good and Evil, a staple of modern fantasy. The two-axis alignment system from D&D was inspired by it, as were the Chaos Gods from the popular Warhammer and Warhammer 40K tabletop games. In fact, in the latter cases the symbol used by the Warriors of Chaos and Chaos Space Marines is lifted directly from Moorcock. This multiverse is notable in that neither side is truly the “good guys.” Both Order and Chaos would destroy any universe in which they triumphed completely, with Order reducing it to a static singularity and Chaos to a formless primordial soup. As GRRM might put it:
...both of them, ice and fire, will kill you dead
In order to maintain balance, the multiverse has a many-aspected chosen one known as the “Eternal Champion.” From the wiki:
The Eternal Champion is a being that exists in different forms throughout the Multiverse. The Champion exists to uphold the Cosmic Balance, and could even be said to be an aspect or reflection of the Balance.
Whenever there is an imbalance of Law or Chaos in the Multiverse, an aspect of the Champion will be born to set the scales right again.
While some incarnations of the Champion fight for Law, and others fight for Chaos, all fight for the Balance, whether they know it or not.
The Eternal Champion always bears an aspect of the Black Sword as his or her weapon, though it may not always manifest as a sword.
Most of the time, the Champion is unaware of his true nature, and lives his life knowing nothing of his destiny until he is swept up in it. The fate of the Champion is a fell doom indeed, for the Champion can never rest, never truly die, and never truly love.
Generally any setting in which the forces of order and chaos are important will contain references to Michael Moorcock’s work. ASOIAF is no exception, and these references hint that the role of the Others is massively misunderstood.
Hyrkoon the Hero and Eldric Shadowchaser
Let’s begin with some obvious references to establish that GRRM definitely read this stuff. In TWOIAF, we are introduced to several alternate names for Azor Ahai.
How long the darkness endured no man can say, but all agree that it was only when a great warrior—known variously as Hyrkoon the Hero, Azor Ahai, Yin Tar, Neferion, and Eldric Shadowchaser—arose to give courage to the race of men and lead the virtuous into battle with his blazing sword Lightbringer that the darkness was put to rout, and light and love returned once more to the world.
Two of these names are almost certainly derived from Yyrkoon and Elric, two characters from the most famous subset of the Eternal Champion multiverse: the Elric Saga. This series focuses on the aspect of the Eternal Champion known as Elric of Melnibone.
Elric is from the race of the Melniboneans, pale-haired elven beings who rule the once unchallengeable but now declining Bright Empire of Melnibone. The Melniboeans became powerful largely through their ancient affinity for dragons and a pact they made with Arioch, a powerful Chaos lord (basically a god). This pact gave them powerful magic abilities. However, it also made most of them very cruel and decadent. Their psychology is said to be rather catlike, and they gain great amusement from the suffering of lesser beings like humans. For perspective, traditional Melnibonian involves torturing human slaves whose vocal cords have been surgically altered to scream one perfect note. Yikes. Anyway, in case you haven’t noticed, GRRM’s Valyrians borrow more than just a little bit from the Melniboneans.
Elric, current Bright Emperor of Melnibone and aspect of the Eternal Champion, is a brooding albino known by many epithets, one of which is “the White Wolf.” Yes, like Geralt of Rivia. He is rather unique among Melniboneans in having something of a conscience. Using the patronage of Arioch and his Chaos aligned sentient black sword, he battles against the other Chaos Lords to even the cosmic scales. His cousin Yyrkoon, on the other hand, is notably amoral and treacherous by the standards of a civilization whose music is made from tortured screams. Also he’s in a love triangle with Elric and his own sister. So yeah, rather unpleasant guy.
Lightbringer, Stormbringer
Azor Ahai is known for his famous blade Lightbringer, said to be forged through the sacrifice of his own wife, Nissa-Nissa.
"A hundred days and a hundred nights he labored on the third blade, and as it glowed white-hot in the sacred fires, he summoned his wife. 'Nissa Nissa,' he said to her, for that was her name, 'bare your breast, and know that I love you best of all that is in this world.' She did this thing, why I cannot say, and Azor Ahai thrust the smoking sword through her living heart. It is said that her cry of anguish and ecstasy left a crack across the face of the moon, but her blood and her soul and her strength and her courage all went into the steel. Such is the tale of the forging of Lightbringer, the Red Sword of Heroes.
Note that bit about her soul going into the steel? I doubt that’s a metaphor. In part because Elric of Melnibone, like Eldric Shadowchaser, has a famous sword of his own: Stormbringer. Stormbringer, along with Yyrkoon’s similar weapon Mournblade, is the Black Sword of Elric’s universe, a weapon that slays and consumes the soul of nearly anything it strikes, gods included. And it’s hungry. Over the course of his saga, Elric is compelled to slay those close to him one by one, either by fate or the malevolent spirit within the blade itself. Eventually even Elric himself is consumed. Both the name of Lightbringer and probably the concept of Valyrian steel swords (which are smoke colored, nearly black) probably originate in this blade from the Elric Saga.
Horn of Winter, Horn of Fate
Now for the good part. The Horn of Winter or Horn of Joramun is an artifact with a lot of symbolism surrounding it. Back when we were doing mythological references I could have mentioned how similar Joramun is to Jormungandr, or how it resembles the horn Heimdallr uses to rally the gods for Ragnarok, Gjallarhorn. But there’s an even more important connection to be made, and it has to do with the Lords of Law and Chaos.
As mentioned when discussing Arioch earlier, in the Eternal Champion multiverse there are powerful beings representing Lawful and Chaotic alignment. The Lords of Chaos, also known as Lords of Entropy and Dukes of Hell, are godlike beings of chaos known for their unpredictable and dangerous moods. The Lords of Law, also called Lords of Light and the White Lords, are usually more reasonable, but sometimes single minded and bent on stamping out freedom and creativity (a faction of these Lords is referred to as “the Singularity”). These factions wage proxy wars in the mortal planes of various universes.
When one side becomes strong enough, the other can find itself mostly frozen out of the mortal plane and unable to act. This is the situation for the Lords of Law in Elric’s universe, where Chaos is on the verge of triumph. In order to even the odds and balance the universal scales, Elric travels to other planes of reality and seeks after an artifact called the Horn of Fate. When blown, the Horn of Fate throws down the barrier preventing the Lords of both sides from entering the mortal plane. This ends the proxy war and starts a massive final battle where Elric aids the Lords of Law against those of Chaos, balancing the scales and resulting in the death of almost all higher beings in his universe, and creating the mundane universe we live in.
So if blowing the Horn of Fate brings down the magical barriers keeping the Lords of Law from our world and starts Armageddon, and the Horn of Winter does something similar with the Others, are the Others similar to the Lords of Law? There are quite a few similarities. The Lords of Law are said to have an ethereal beauty and symmetry that can be painful to look upon. Similarly GRRM describes the Others as “strange, beautiful… think, oh… the Sidhe made of ice, something like that… a different sort of life… inhuman, elegant, dangerous." They are associated with the color white, much like the Others who are described as “white shadows” in many places.
"What gods?" Jon was remembering that they'd seen no boys in Craster's Keep, nor men either, save Craster himself. "The cold gods," she said. "The ones in the night. The white shadows." -Jon III, ACOK
And if the song of ice and fire was also a song of order and chaos, it would simply make sense for ice to be associated with order. Ice is crystalline and static while fire is amorphous and ever-changing. Fire causes substances to undergo transformation while ice prevents transformation. Fire consumes, cold preserves.
But the question then is, if the Others are inspired by the Lords of Law, where are the Lords of Chaos? Surely three dragons are not enough to balance the scales? Where are the “black shadows” to match the white? Where are the servants of fire?
Next installment, we will look for the answer that lies beneath the surface. For when you gaze into the deeps of Westeros, the abyss gazes back.
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2020.06.13 12:54 GenghisKazoo Invasion From The Deep, Part 1: A Sign of Chaos

TL;DR: GRRM makes constant references to well-known mythological and modern fantasy narratives about the struggle between supernatural powers of Order and Chaos, and suggests that the Others are the Order side. There is a Chaos side that has been hinted at but not fully revealed.
I’ve taken a lengthy hiatus from these sort of writeups, partly because I was hoping I could drop them once a TWOW release date was announced, and partly because for whatever reason I just wasn’t feeling it for a while. But I think it’s high time for another. A series this time. Not a Euron = AA one (directly), but hopefully something people will find just as interesting. Forget about the so-called greater threat of the Others. We’re going to talk about the greater greater threat. I’m not talking about Deep Ones, that would be ridiculous and GRRM has explicitly rejected the notion. No, we’re talking about a threat that has been heavily foreshadowed, ties up multiple loose ends in the setting, and is thematically appropriate. I’m talking, of course, about endless legions of damned souls, boiling out of the primordial abyss.

Reading the Signs

“Hold on one second,” you say. “The series has been slowly building hype for the invasion of the Others since the prologue! Why do you think GRRM is going to throw an entirely separate supernatural force at us at the last minute?”
Well, it started with the recognition of some symbols. Many people dismiss symbolic analysis of ASOIAF as a valid predictive tool, and I can sort of see why. To paraphrase Sturgeon’s Law, 90% of symbolic analysis is shit. Much of it hinges on tenuous connections to the authors’ own pre-existing reference pool, whether it’s their favorite anime or their favorite 17th century English political treatise. These are unlikely to indicate anything because there’s little reason to believe GRRM was aware of these and purposefully including references to them.
That said, I think ignoring the symbolic layer when trying to unravel a GRRM novel is a distinctly bad idea that makes the business of prediction much harder. For example, take one of GRRM’s prior novels, The Armageddon Rag. One of the central mysteries of the novel is the murder of rock promoter Jamie Lynch. Attempting to figure out who did it using purely the behavior of the characters is theoretically possible, but extremely difficult unless you already know what to look for. However, when you engage with the symbolic layer, it’s easy as pie. [SPOILERS The Armageddon Rag]It’s Ananda Caine. Because of course it’s Ananda CAINe. It’s not that subtle a hint, honestly.
Finding intentional symbolic clues in GRRM’s work, symbols which recur too often or are too specific to be coincidence, can reveal significant plot developments in some cases. Even more often, the set of symbols and references GRRM uses corresponds roughly to the set of ideas he drew from in writing ASOIAF. Catching these symbols lets us get into GRRM’s headspace, and that makes it way easier to make informed hypotheses about his future intentions, as well as verify those hypotheses against the text.
I went about isolating intentional clues, examining the corresponding extratextual sources, then looked for commonalities in those extratextual sources. And in doing so, a pattern emerged. I found what I think is good evidence that the “Great War” coming is not merely a battle between ice and fire. It’s a battle between order and chaos.

Chaoskampf!

Before the ocean and the earth appeared— before the skies had overspread them all— the face of Nature in a vast expanse was naught but Chaos uniformly waste. It was a rude and undeveloped mass, that nothing made except a ponderous weight; and all discordant elements confused, were there congested in a shapeless heap. -Ovid, Metamorphoses
Chaos did not always just mean “disorder.” In fact, it only appears in that rather mundane sense after the 16th century. The origin of the word comes from the Ancient Greek word χάος, meaning “vast chasm” or “void.” There are numerous interpretations of Chaos in the Greco-Roman tradition, too many to go into depth. I will mostly focus on the description first provided by Hesiod, one of the first Greek poets. In the telling of Hesiod, Chaos was, based on the passage referenced, either "the gaping void above the Earth created when Earth and Sky are separated from their primordial unity" or "the gaping space below the Earth on which Earth rests." Regardless of which, he says that Chaos was the first thing to exist, and was some manner of nigh-infinite dark void, from which all things emerged.
This is not a purely Greek myth. Rather, it is related to a variety of myths, particularly Indo-European myths, all stemming from some common root in humanity’s ancient past. There is for example, the rather odd-sounding Ginnungagap in Norse mythology, which later separated into realms of ice and fire: Niflheim and Múspellheim. Or in the Abrahamic tradition, there is the description of the universe at the beginning of creation provided in Genesis 1:1-2, as a sort of deep dark sea, devoid of form and light:
In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.
Out of this primordial state, these legends say forms began to emerge. Some became gods. Others, monsters. The titans, giants, jotunn, asura, Fomorians, dev, etc. Beings who clashed with the gods for dominance over the universe, and sometimes ruled it for a time, before being slain or driven back from whence they came. These beings were not defined by their evil nature like a Christian demon would be; many were evil, but others were rather neutral. The jotunn. for example. would drink with, wrestle with, and even marry the Aesir in many legends. What they were however is barbarous, and opposed to the rule of the gods. It was only through the conquest of these beings by the gods, the myths said, that order was brought to the world, creating conditions of safety for human civilization. Comparative mythologists suggest this may have been a narrative ancient conquerors used to justify their domination and displacement of aboriginal populations.
In many mythologies, one of the greatest foes of the cosmic order the gods ever faced was a dragon. Dragons and serpents are ubiquitous in global mythology, and with some notable Chinese exceptions they are usually portrayed negatively. Sometimes they emerge from the sea, other times from below the earth, and sometimes from the depths of Chaos itself. Often they would have multiple heads. These dragons in myth would often bring blight and infertility, stealing cattle or blocking waters to create drought. Examples include Typhon, Jormugandr, Apophis, Tiamat, Vritra, Yamm-Nahar, and many more.
Their power is often so great, ordinary gods could not hope to stand against them. Usually, they had to be slain by a storm god, one of the most powerful gods in most pantheons, wielding a thunderbolt or some other manner of magic weapon suitable to the task. Zeus, Thor, Marduk, Baal, and Indra are just a few examples. These battles between storm god and dragon, order and chaos, constitute the “chaoskampf mytheme.” A mytheme is one of the “fundamental generic units of narrative structure (typically involving a relationship between a character, an event, and a theme) from which myths are thought to be constructed.” The chaoskampf (meaning struggle against Chaos) mytheme most likely originates in proto-Indo-European mythology but is nearly ubiquitous across Eurasia, recurring from the British Isles all the way to Japan. GRRM has included numerous references to this set of myths, many of which are far too direct to be merely coincidental. These references serve as one of the major clues that a struggle between order and chaos is unfolding in ASOIAF. Let’s look at some.
The Drowned God and the Storm God
Let’s start with an easy one. The ironborn religion is dualistic and focused on the rivalry between these two beings. The Drowned God, a benevolent (to the ironborn) god who taught men to seek out their destiny with fire and sword, and the Storm God, a god who lashes down with thunder and wind, and hates men and all his works. This is almost certainly based on the chaoskampf to some extent, but like all things ironborn, it’s backwards. The ironborn worship the sea god (Jormugandr, Yamm, Tiamat, any manner of sea god of chaos) as the benevolent patron of man, and revile the storm god (Thor, Baal, Zeus, etc) as the enemy of man. This is a clue that GRRM had chaoskampf on the brain, and also that the ironborn value system is fundamentally out-of-alignment with normality.
The Three-headed Dragon of House Targaryen
The many headed dragon that the Targaryens take as their sigil is an archetypical representation of the Chaos dragons of mythology. As for specific inspirations, there are two that spring to mind. The first of these is the Yamata no Orochi from Japanese myth, far better known by its modern successor: King Ghidorah from the Godzilla universe. King Ghidorah may be a modern monster, but its creator Tomoyuki Tanaka explicitly cites the ancient eight-headed dragon as inspiration. And both ancient and modern versions fit into the chaoskampf mytheme well despite being outside the core Indo-European mythology. Yamata no Orochi is slain by the Shinto storm god, Susanoo. And while Ghidorah doesn’t fight a storm god, he is a force of Chaos from the void of space and the archrival of Godzilla, the guardian of natural order.
The other major inspiration is Jormungandr. Not because of any particular resemblance, but because it is one of the two “main houses” of the series, along with House Stark. The pairing of wolf and serpent evokes two of the greatest monsters of Norse mythology, which battle the gods in Ragnarok: Fenrir and Jormungandr. GRRM uses the wolf and the serpent to evoke Ragnarok in The Armageddon Rag, suggesting it’s a bit of symbolism he is fond of.
“And now the hour has come round at last,” he said in a voice like a preacher’s. “The hour of the wolf and the serpent, the great conflagration that will destroy the house of lies.” -The Armageddon Rag
Ashara Dayne, Daario Naharis, and Daenerys Stormborn
By way of the Hittites, the Indo-European chaoskampf mytheme spread to the Near East and intermingled with pre-existing Near Eastern myths. The Canaanite version can be found within an epic called the Ugaritic Baal Cycle. In this myth the storm god Baal fights and takes control of the universe from Yamm-Nahar, a chaos god of the sea and rivers. Also referred to as “Judge Nahar,” this character is the likely inspiration for the last name of Daario Naharis, a character who we have strong reason to believe is supernatural in nature (seriously, check it out) and probably in league with the forces of Chaos.
Some of you may dispute that conclusion, and I would say it is iffy were it not for the other reference: Ashara Dayne. Asherah is a Near Eastern mother goddess from multiple mythologies, and in the Baal cycle she is Baal’s mother. In an attempt to save her son from a battle she does not think he can win, Asherah prostitutes herself to Yamm-Nahar, offering her body.
Finally, Kindly Asherah, who loves Her children, offered Herself to the God of the Sea. She offered Her own body to the Lord of Rivers.
Is this not eerily similar to Ashara’s supposed means of suicide: throwing herself into a river? The similarities are, imo, too strong to dismiss.
And this seems like as good a time as any to mention Daenerys’s epithet, Stormborn. By evoking the Storm God GRRM may be signaling Daenerys’s role in defeating chaos as the slayer of lies. Along with much else. If Asherah is the mother of a storm god, could Daenerys be Ashara’s child? Will Daario Naharis prove to be among Daenerys’s greatest enemies? I’m not comfortable drawing these conclusions just yet, but others have made a good case for the former possibility, and Daario is likely far more important to the story than most realize.
The Hightower and the Bloodeye
The Irish chaoskampf myth revolves around the struggle between Lugh, warrior of the Aos Si, and Balor, King of the Fomorians.
Lugh is the storm god (and Lord of Light, among other things) in Irish mythology, and his most famous battle is against Balor the Smiter, the king of a demonic, chaotic race called the Fomorians. Balor is not a dragon, he’s more of a giant, but he shares many commonalities with the various chaos dragons. Including his blighting of the land surrounding his Túr Mór (High Tower), and an evil-eye whose withering, fiery gaze is downright draconic.
Later folklore says that he has only one eye and describes it as follows: "He had a single eye in his forehead, a venomous fiery eye. There were always seven coverings over this eye. One by one Balar removed the coverings. With the first covering the bracken began to wither, with the second the grass became copper-coloured, with the third the woods and timber began to heat, with the fourth smoke came from the trees, with the fifth everything grew red, with the sixth it sparked. With the seventh they were all set on fire, and the whole countryside was ablaze!".
As I have discussed elsewhere, Euron with his evil eye seems in large part inspired by Balor. And the Hightower on Battle Isle is such a strong match to Balor’s High Tower on Tory Island (site of a legendary ancient battle between Fomorians and a people called the Nemedians) that it’s almost certainly not a coincidence. GRRM’s intentional usage of Balor symbolism is further evidenced by the name of House Hightower’s heir: Baelor Hightower.
Viserys “Snake-fingers” Targaryen
This is one I’m slightly skeptical is intentional, but it lets me talk about Typhon so I’m including it. Daenerys has a series of terrifying visions while Mirri Maz Durr performs her blood magic ritual to “save” Drogo. One concerns Viserys, his grisly death, and his past sexual abuse of Daenerys.
Viserys stood before her, screaming. "The dragon does not beg, slut. You do not command the dragon. I am the dragon, and I will be crowned." The molten gold trickled down his face like wax, burning deep channels in his flesh. "I am the dragon and I will be crowned!" he shrieked, and his fingers snapped like snakes, biting at her nipples, pinching, twisting, even as his eyes burst and ran like jelly down seared and blackened cheeks. -Daenerys IX, AGOT
Setting aside the Satanic vibes (the dragon will be crowned!) Viserys’s snakelike fingers also evoke Typhon, the mightiest monster in Greek mythology, who battled Zeus for control of the cosmos. Typhon was born from Gaia and Tartarus, out of Gaia’s anger at the gods for destroying the Giants, her children. Typhon like most versions of the “chaos dragon” had many draconic heads. But according to the description of Apollodorus, they weren’t where you would expect.
In size and strength he surpassed all the offspring of Earth. As far as the thighs he was of human shape and of such prodigious bulk that he out-topped all the mountains, and his head often brushed the stars. One of his hands reached out to the west and the other to the east, and from them projected a hundred dragons' heads. From the thighs downward he had huge coils of vipers, which when drawn out, reached to his very head and emitted a loud hissing. His body was all winged: unkempt hair streamed on the wind from his head and cheeks; and fire flashed from his eyes.
Essentially Typhon was a twisted imitation of a man’s form, made from a hundred vipers. In Hesiod’s telling, these hundred viper heads have “voices… which uttered every kind of sound unspeakable.” Confronted by this mountain of premium distilled WTF, all the gods minus Zeus turn into animals and flee to Egypt. Zeus and Typhon then engage in a cataclysmic struggle to decide the fate of gods and men, according to Hesiod’s Theogony:
[Zeus] thundered hard and mightily: and the earth around resounded terribly and the wide heaven above, and the sea and Ocean's streams and the nether parts of the earth. Great Olympus reeled beneath the divine feet of the king as he arose and earth groaned thereat. And through the two of them heat took hold on the dark-blue sea, through the thunder and lightning, and through the fire from the monster, and the scorching winds and blazing thunderbolt. The whole earth seethed, and sky and sea: and the long waves raged along the beaches round and about at the rush of the deathless gods: and there arose an endless shaking. Hades trembled where he rules over the dead below, and the Titans under Tartarus who live with Cronos, because of the unending clamor and the fearful strife.
Metal af. In most accounts, after a fierce battle where rivers turn to dust, the land is lain waste, and mountains are hurled by Typhon or blasted away by Zeus’s thunderbolts, Typhon is struck down and hurled into the deepest depths of Tartarus, and Mount Etna in Sicily thrown on top of him. The constant eruptions of that volcano are thought to be the work of the defeated monster’s rage. The connections between volcanism and Chaos are a subject I plan on returning to later.
The Stone Beast and the Tall Twisted Thing
Explaining this one is worth its own essay, which we'll get into when we discuss the human collaborators with the forces of Chaos (of which there are many). Suffice it for now to say that Daenerys’s vision of a great stone beast…
From a smoking tower, a great stone beast took wing, breathing shadow fire… -Daenerys IV, ACOK
...and Moqorro’s vision of a “tall twisted thing”...
-”A tall and twisted thing with one black eye and ten long arms, sailing on a sea of blood."
...both not only foreshadow events of great and terrible import (yes, Euron is involved), but trace their inspiration to a Christian adaptation of the multi-headed Chaos dragon: the Beast or Antichrist from the Book of Revelation.
The dragon stood on the shore of the sea. And I saw a beast coming out of the sea. It had ten horns and seven heads, with ten crowns on its horns, and on each head a blasphemous name. -Revelation 13:1
R’hllor, the Lion of Night, the Blind God of Boash, the Stranger, “Fire and Blood”, Tyrion Lannister…
We would be remiss not to mention one of the least known but most important recurring symbols in ASOIAF: Yaldabaoth, the Son of Chaos. A Gnostic representation of the demiurge which once more dips into the well of chaoskampf by depicting the malevolent and deceitful master of the world material as a dragon, with the head of a lion, dwelling in the deep abyss of Chaos.
Yaldabaoth is frequently called "the Lion-faced", leontoeides, and is said to have the body of a serpent. The demiurge is also[26] described as having a fiery nature, applying the words of Moses to him: "the Lord our God is a burning and consuming fire". Hippolytus claims that Simon used a similar description.[27]
In Pistis Sophia, Yaldabaoth has already sunk from his high estate and resides in Chaos, where, with his forty-nine demons, he tortures wicked souls in boiling rivers of pitch, and with other punishments (pp. 257, 382). He is an archon with the face of a lion, half flame, and half darkness.
Under the name of Nebro (rebel), Yaldabaoth is called an angel in the apocryphal Gospel of Judas. He is first mentioned in "The Cosmos, Chaos, and the Underworld" as one of the twelve angels to come "into being [to] rule over chaos and the [underworld]". He comes from heaven, and it is said his "face flashed with fire and [his] appearance was defiled with blood". Nebro creates six angels in addition to the angel Saklas to be his assistants. These six, in turn, create another twelve angels "with each one receiving a portion in the heavens".
I’ve delved deeper into the topic of Yaldabaoth here, and from my research it seems that many of the religions of Westeros, the Targaryen words, and even the truth of Tyrion Lannister’s parentage all invoke this one somewhat obscure Gnostic symbol.
Azor Ahai, Asura Ahi
Last but certainly not least, we have the big one. The biggest, most important prophecy in a series where every prophecy comes true to some extent. A prophecy about a hero reborn who will decide the fate of the world itself. Azor Ahai, ladies and gentlemen! Our hero!
...right?
In the Rig Veda, Vritra (also known as Ahi, Sanskrit for “serpent”) is an Asura, the Hindu equivalent to a titan, jotunn, or fomorian. Vritra was a truly massive villain who kept all the waters of the world for himself. His size and power was so great that he was said to swallow the sky, and hold three entire worlds on the points of his “three-headed” trident.
Like arrows released in the four directions, the demon's body grew, day after day. Tall and blackish, he appeared like a burnt hill and was as lustrous as a bright array of clouds in the evening. The hair on the demon's body and his beard and moustache were the color of melted copper, and his eyes were piercing like the midday sun. He appeared unconquerable, as if holding the three worlds on the points of his blazing trident. Dancing and shouting with a loud voice, he made the entire surface of the earth tremble as if from an earthquake. As he yawned again and again, he seemed to be trying to swallow the whole sky with his mouth, which was as deep as a cave. He seemed to be licking up all the stars in the sky with his tongue and eating the entire universe with his long, sharp teeth. Seeing this gigantic demon, everyone, in great fear, ran here and there in all directions.
The Asura Ahi is eventually slain by Indra, the Storm God. In some versions of this battle Indra then goes on to slay Danu, the mother of Danavas (a particular type of Asura), and is consequently forced into exile.
Is GRRM really invoking this symbolism on purpose? Is Azor Ahai not a hero with a cool sword but rather a terrifying force of Chaos? A dragon that wants to blot out the stars from the sky?
suddenly the stars were gone, and across the blue sky swept the great wings, and the world took flame. -Daenerys IX, AGOT
I’d say yes, but put a pin in that for now, we’re on a roll here.

The Michael Moorcock connection

A blinding light like a thousand suns opens up the sky
Defying the barriers of Time and Space, the High Lords arrive
I see the army of the Lords of Light
And I see the hordes of Chaos rise -Horn of Fate, Domine
Have we established that GRRM likes referencing mythological Chaos dragons yet? I hope so. But how can we be really sure GRRM is intentionally hinting at a chaoskampf in ASOIAF, and not just a big fan of polycephalic dragons? Well, GRRM also rather pointedly references the author who reintroduced the idea of Order vs Chaos conflict to fantasy literature: Michael Moorcock.
Michael Moorcock may not be as well known as Tolkein but he is nearly as influential. He is the creator of what others have termed the “Eternal Champion multiverse.” This collection of stories was hugely influential in making the idea of a struggle between Order and Chaos, rather than Good and Evil, a staple of modern fantasy. The two-axis alignment system from D&D was inspired by it, as were the Chaos Gods from the popular Warhammer and Warhammer 40K tabletop games. In fact, in the latter cases the symbol used by the Warriors of Chaos and Chaos Space Marines is lifted directly from Moorcock. This multiverse is notable in that neither side is truly the “good guys.” Both Order and Chaos would destroy any universe in which they triumphed completely, with Order reducing it to a static singularity and Chaos to a formless primordial soup. As GRRM might put it:
...both of them, ice and fire, will kill you dead
In order to maintain balance, the multiverse has a many-aspected chosen one known as the “Eternal Champion.” From the wiki:
The Eternal Champion is a being that exists in different forms throughout the Multiverse. The Champion exists to uphold the Cosmic Balance, and could even be said to be an aspect or reflection of the Balance.
Whenever there is an imbalance of Law or Chaos in the Multiverse, an aspect of the Champion will be born to set the scales right again.
While some incarnations of the Champion fight for Law, and others fight for Chaos, all fight for the Balance, whether they know it or not.
The Eternal Champion always bears an aspect of the Black Sword as his or her weapon, though it may not always manifest as a sword.
Most of the time, the Champion is unaware of his true nature, and lives his life knowing nothing of his destiny until he is swept up in it. The fate of the Champion is a fell doom indeed, for the Champion can never rest, never truly die, and never truly love.
Generally any setting in which the forces of order and chaos are important will contain references to Michael Moorcock’s work. ASOIAF is no exception, and these references hint that the role of the Others is massively misunderstood.
Hyrkoon the Hero and Eldric Shadowchaser
Let’s begin with some obvious references to establish that GRRM definitely read this stuff. In TWOIAF, we are introduced to several alternate names for Azor Ahai.
How long the darkness endured no man can say, but all agree that it was only when a great warrior—known variously as Hyrkoon the Hero, Azor Ahai, Yin Tar, Neferion, and Eldric Shadowchaser—arose to give courage to the race of men and lead the virtuous into battle with his blazing sword Lightbringer that the darkness was put to rout, and light and love returned once more to the world.
Two of these names are almost certainly derived from Yyrkoon and Elric, two characters from the most famous subset of the Eternal Champion multiverse: the Elric Saga. This series focuses on the aspect of the Eternal Champion known as Elric of Melnibone.
Elric is from the race of the Melniboneans, pale-haired elven beings who rule the once unchallengeable but now declining Bright Empire of Melnibone. The Melniboeans became powerful largely through their ancient affinity for dragons and a pact they made with Arioch, a powerful Chaos lord (basically a god). This pact gave them powerful magic abilities. However, it also made most of them very cruel and decadent. Their psychology is said to be rather catlike, and they gain great amusement from the suffering of lesser beings like humans. For perspective, traditional Melnibonian involves torturing human slaves whose vocal cords have been surgically altered to scream one perfect note. Yikes. Anyway, in case you haven’t noticed, GRRM’s Valyrians borrow more than just a little bit from the Melniboneans.
Elric, current Bright Emperor of Melnibone and aspect of the Eternal Champion, is a brooding albino known by many epithets, one of which is “the White Wolf.” Yes, like Geralt of Rivia. He is rather unique among Melniboneans in having something of a conscience. Using the patronage of Arioch and his Chaos aligned sentient black sword, he battles against the other Chaos Lords to even the cosmic scales. His cousin Yyrkoon, on the other hand, is notably amoral and treacherous by the standards of a civilization whose music is made from tortured screams. Also he’s in a love triangle with Elric and his own sister. So yeah, rather unpleasant guy.
Lightbringer, Stormbringer
Azor Ahai is known for his famous blade Lightbringer, said to be forged through the sacrifice of his own wife, Nissa-Nissa.
"A hundred days and a hundred nights he labored on the third blade, and as it glowed white-hot in the sacred fires, he summoned his wife. 'Nissa Nissa,' he said to her, for that was her name, 'bare your breast, and know that I love you best of all that is in this world.' She did this thing, why I cannot say, and Azor Ahai thrust the smoking sword through her living heart. It is said that her cry of anguish and ecstasy left a crack across the face of the moon, but her blood and her soul and her strength and her courage all went into the steel. Such is the tale of the forging of Lightbringer, the Red Sword of Heroes.
Note that bit about her soul going into the steel? I doubt that’s a metaphor. In part because Elric of Melnibone, like Eldric Shadowchaser, has a famous sword of his own: Stormbringer. Stormbringer, along with Yyrkoon’s similar weapon Mournblade, is the Black Sword of Elric’s universe, a weapon that slays and consumes the soul of nearly anything it strikes, gods included. And it’s hungry. Over the course of his saga, Elric is compelled to slay those close to him one by one, either by fate or the malevolent spirit within the blade itself. Eventually even Elric himself is consumed. Both the name of Lightbringer and probably the concept of Valyrian steel swords (which are smoke colored, nearly black) probably originate in this blade from the Elric Saga.
Horn of Winter, Horn of Fate
Now for the good part. The Horn of Winter or Horn of Joramun is an artifact with a lot of symbolism surrounding it. Back when we were doing mythological references I could have mentioned how similar Joramun is to Jormungandr, or how it resembles the horn Heimdallr uses to rally the gods for Ragnarok, Gjallarhorn. But there’s an even more important connection to be made, and it has to do with the Lords of Law and Chaos.
As mentioned when discussing Arioch earlier, in the Eternal Champion multiverse there are powerful beings representing Lawful and Chaotic alignment. The Lords of Chaos, also known as Lords of Entropy and Dukes of Hell, are godlike beings of chaos known for their unpredictable and dangerous moods. The Lords of Law, also called Lords of Light and the White Lords, are usually more reasonable, but sometimes single minded and bent on stamping out freedom and creativity (a faction of these Lords is referred to as “the Singularity”). These factions wage proxy wars in the mortal planes of various universes.
When one side becomes strong enough, the other can find itself mostly frozen out of the mortal plane and unable to act. This is the situation for the Lords of Law in Elric’s universe, where Chaos is on the verge of triumph. In order to even the odds and balance the universal scales, Elric travels to other planes of reality and seeks after an artifact called the Horn of Fate. When blown, the Horn of Fate throws down the barrier preventing the Lords of both sides from entering the mortal plane. This ends the proxy war and starts a massive final battle where Elric aids the Lords of Law against those of Chaos, balancing the scales and resulting in the death of almost all higher beings in his universe, and creating the mundane universe we live in.
So if blowing the Horn of Fate brings down the magical barriers keeping the Lords of Law from our world and starts Armageddon, and the Horn of Winter does something similar with the Others, are the Others similar to the Lords of Law? There are quite a few similarities. The Lords of Law are said to have an ethereal beauty and symmetry that can be painful to look upon. Similarly GRRM describes the Others as “strange, beautiful… think, oh… the Sidhe made of ice, something like that… a different sort of life… inhuman, elegant, dangerous." They are associated with the color white, much like the Others who are described as “white shadows” in many places.
"What gods?" Jon was remembering that they'd seen no boys in Craster's Keep, nor men either, save Craster himself. "The cold gods," she said. "The ones in the night. The white shadows." -Jon III, ACOK
And if the song of ice and fire was also a song of order and chaos, it would simply make sense for ice to be associated with order. Ice is crystalline and static while fire is amorphous and ever-changing. Fire causes substances to undergo transformation while ice prevents transformation. Fire consumes, cold preserves.
But the question then is, if the Others are inspired by the Lords of Law, where are the Lords of Chaos? Surely three dragons are not enough to balance the scales? Where are the “black shadows” to match the white? Where are the servants of fire?
Next installment, we will look for the answer that lies beneath the surface. For when you gaze into the deeps of Westeros, the abyss gazes back.
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2020.06.10 09:33 kk20002 Anatomy of a Narcissist

First of all, loved the book. I thought it expanded the universe in a way we didn’t see in the original trilogy.
Secondly, I have a hypothesis on the interpretation of BSS/motivation behind Collins’s writing it. Buckle up y’all, cause this is a long one. It’s pretty well known that Collins wrote THG as a response to the Iraq War and a way to provoke critique of Just War theory. When word broke of a prequel, one of the immediate responses was backlash- why would Collins choose SNOW of all people, as the protagonist? Was this just another stab at antihero nonsense, an attempt to paint a monster in a more understanding light for the sake of being controversial? Of all the interesting characters in THG, why would she choose the tyrannical Snow, a person who seemed to have zero redeeming qualities?
I thought I knew why then, and after reading BSS, I think my theory holds up. Collins wrote the original trilogy in response to current events, and she’s also not a prolific author- THG was written a decade ago, and we never saw any indication from her that she intended to churn out more books or keep the franchise going for the sake of milking that sweet, sweet, cash cow. There haven’t been any questionable canon add-ons, meant to stir conversation or controversy for the sake of trying to make the franchise trend on Twitter (cough JK cough). She certainly has enough money where she doesn’t ever need to write another book again either. Given all that, I think it’s entirely plausible that Collins once again wrote a BSS as a response to current events.
Which brings me to my title: anatomy of a narcissist. The Mayo Clinic defines narcissistic personality disorder as “a mental condition in which people have an inflated sense of their own importance, a deep need for excessive attention and admiration, troubled relationships, and a lack of empathy for others. But behind this mask of extreme confidence lies a fragile self-esteem that's vulnerable to the slightest criticism.”
GEE, I WONDER WHO THAT SOUNDS LIKE? Obviously that’s Coriolanus to a T. But who else does it sound like? Maybe... a certain current President. A certain current President who grew up in the lap of luxury, but had to rely on the notoriety of his name to get ahead, someone with a deep contempt for women and a habit of turning on anyone who even dared question him?
I think the similarities are too many to disregard as coincidence. That’s not to say that I think Coriolanus is a fictionalized version of young Trump, not at all (Snow is miles above him in terms of intellect and competence but I digress). That’s not Collins’s style, after all, not when it comes to current events. Her style is a story prompted by current events, meant to provoke discussion and critique of the overarching issues, not direct metaphor. I think Collins meant to present the portrait of a narcissist, how this person thinks, and why they’re dangerous if they end up in power.
The analysis is certainly relevant when it comes to current leaders and politicians, but it can be equally applied to numerous figures throughout history. When I read BSS, I read it with this in mind since it was my theory ever since the book was announced. I was struck by how many textbook NPD traits Coriolanus displayed and how I could see echoes of such toxic behavior from people in my own life (if you’ve never encountered or dealt with a narcissist, consider yourself lucky. 0/10 would recommend.) It was fascinating for me as an empath (basically the opposite of NPD and quite annoying at times, it’s exhausting being an empath these days) to go through the thought process and decision making of a narcissist.
I don’t think the decision to include Coriolanus’s misogyny was a mistake either, given the world we find ourselves in. His disregard for Lucy Gray as a person was insidious as you found yourself sympathizing with him. I’ve seen it here on this subreddit already- “Lucy Gray was using him, she was manipulative! She never loved him.” Perhaps. All of these commentators seem to forget that they are viewing Lucy Gray through the eyes of a narcissist. A narcissist who never saw Lucy Gray as a person, but as an object to possess. It’s hard to make any judgments about Lucy Gray’s behavior towards Coriolanus because our narrator is manipulative and unreliable. We don’t get any insight into Lucy Gray’s thoughts or motivations, we only get Snow’s and his is subject to distortion. But it’s intriguing how quickly you forget that, how quickly you find yourself stung at her “betrayal” in the end- until you remember that Snow’s a murderer who will dispatch anyone who stands in his way, especially a woman who’s less than human, one of his possessions.
After all, that is the crux of a narcissist- beyond the layers of manipulation and fake flattery and self grandiosity, lies a person who will not hesitate to crush anyone who crosses them, a lack of empathy in its most dangerous form. Self preservation taken to amoral levels, where the instinct to avoid any accountability morphs into a monstrous proclivity to destroy all opposition, real or perceived. It is a harmful quality when presented in social, familial, or romantic relationships, but when it arises in our leaders it opens the door to tyranny. Being able to recognize the warning signs and the danger it presents is crucial. And what better way to teach people the red flags than by taking them on a firsthand journey through the formative years of a narcissist who grows up to be an infamous, hated villain?
I mean... what a discussion for 2020. I could honestly go on and on about this topic, analyzing Coriolanus within the context of narcissism and current political leadership, but I’ve already written a small dissertation and it’s 3am lol. Would love to know what y’all think and whether I was the only one who had such an interpretation.
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