Inside out
Simultaneously without within
Within without
Dimensions are only parameters
How about a freakout?
We are analogue creatures
With infinite choice
And minute grasp
Category: Episodes
The Arcane Diary’s Main Narratives
A Horrid Realization
Ritual abusers,
in whatever stripe they come –
Their ceremonies
You know the ones…
They’re supposed to represent life:
A life
From conception
That’s the part they show in movies –
Birth
Voila
To death
All represented neatly
In one ceremony
Cool right?
Clever even
But despicable beyond all reason
And it gets worse
You’d think, oh
At least it’s over
For the poor thing
Wrong!
That’s the very point of the rite
Not just the blood
The essence
The life energy
But the soul
A slave is born
A slave
To a slave
In a farm
To make more
The bottom
Of this depravity
I fear
We have not reached
Yet
We need to free those souls trapped
That cannot be permitted to stand
These are vile creatures
With a black hole for a soul
And no amount of hell-bound souls
Enslaved
Can feed what has no bottom
Go to the mattresses
When you’re pinned into a tight spot
Sleep with your back against the wall
On a mattress
On the floorDead man’s switch
Rigged to pop if anything happens. Haha, fuck you. My safety and well-being are now your priority, asshole.
Dead switch, indeed.
pirate meets ninja
The criminal underworld meets the actual underworld.
Bloody, violent, and add a romantic Mediterranean twist
theirs is a love of
A Thousand Lifetimes
Consumerism as Freudian stage of development
Oral
Suckling at the poisoned teat
Cults deliver souls to devils disguised as gods
Cults deliver souls to devils disguised as gods.
tsk tsk
Mitigating Disaster
20 – 40 – 60 – 80
What is old? What is young? How much time do any of us have?
Some get 100 years; others never get to draw breath. What short circuits when someone doesn’t make it?
Some alien races don’t share our distinctly “civilized” sensibilities. For example, the “shimmering ones” consider it normal to pop up out of nowhere and scare the bejesus out of us. They consider us very nervous and easily offended.
Xander wishes he had more to work with: Using Savoy’s notebooks to retrace his steps, thinking and mental processes, Xander wishes he had more to go on. Nick was prone to rushing into things headlong, which is evident by the random and disjointed journal entries. He will follow one line of thinking to the point of some brilliant synthesis, only to jump to another subject altogether.
The mystery now, for Xander, is to determine what or where those syntheses have ended up – if indeed they even exist – for the sake of his friend.
[[Materialistic Reveler]]
Triad gambling house
I’m in a Triad gambling house. The mood is festive but solemn, as it would be in an illegal drug/prostitution den. Nice place. It is enormous and labyrinthine, a sort of typical Oriental architecture (I guess), and a hacienda-type place. I must be a mercenary (or security, for that matter) and proceed to engage in some crazy Far Cry/Tomb Raider-type shoot-em-up, crash, and building collapse sliding down kind of antics. I felt like I was there. It’s a Chinese gangster nightclub. Fun times.
This reminds me of another dream I had a short time ago. I was in a scrap metal business, dropping off a load at these Vietnamese guys’ garage. They quote me some bullshit low figure, and I tell them to forget it. So they proceed to take me on this tour of their underground shanty village under the plaza (which reminds me of a cross between Franklin’s body shop in GTAV and a seedy motel in Stoney Creek – the place has a gas station, garage, grocery store and several other businesses – family-owned I’m guessing) which has squalid conditions and people living on top of each other. The guys are trying hard to be (or at least appear) friendly, but something tells me that if I don’t split quickly, I will be Pho tonight. So I grovel like a bitch. I go, “Look, fellas, I meant no disrespect, but … I accept your price for the metal. I want to start a long and friendly business relationship.” Ha. What happened after that is anybody’s guess.
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