Nietzsche ftw.
What, if some day or night a demon were to steal after you into your loneliest loneliness and say to you: "This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once more and innumerable times more; and there will be nothing new in it, but every pain and every joy and every thought and sigh and everything unutterably small or great in your life will have to return to you, all in the same succession and sequence -- even this spider and this moonlight between the trees, and even this moment and I myself. The eternal hourglass of existence is turned upside down again and again, and you with it, speck of dust!" Would you not throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse the demon who spoke thus? Or have you once experienced a tremendous moment when you would have answered him: "You are a god and never have I heard anything more divine"? If this thought gained possession of you, it would change you as you are, or perhaps crush you.
I'll be on at Thursday, Pa day on friday . I give up on trying to log into Eos for today But no worries everybody cause sooner or later I shall be back!
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As Masters and Warriors hands connected, a story was shown. It was a story of an ancient war, doomed to happen again; a story of the past, present and future. The four knew then of their plans and of their future as they saw themselves in a world lit on fire.
On the night prior to the capture of Missy and Zad, a meeting of epic proportions occurred. The was a full moon covered in clouds, a haunting humming melody was in the air. The rays of moonlight dwindled as it reached the ground. There was a light breeze with mist travelling through the leaves of the trees. The mist was a serpent, ever so silent and with a malevolent purpose. Out from different directions in this strange land and descending to the trees, there were strands of light, they too moved like serpents. The mist came from the clouds and the strands of light came from the landscape covered in darkness. Each of these strands of light glowed with a different colour, these strands also seeped with pure emotion. A blue strand came from the dark forest, a red one came from the jungle, a black one came from the mountains, and a yellow one came from the lakes. These strands gave out the purest form of calm, anger, cruelty, and power. From the mist there came an ancient power, it was old, older than the land itself. The mist and the strands of light met together within 30 measly steps from where Zad and Missy were sleeping. The mist split apart, from it came four gods. They had no mouth, no ears or noses. They were sculptures with unbelievable power. From the strands of light came the strange four. Tat was Blue, he stood with cold calculating eyes and a happy smile. Music was Red, he stood hunched, ready to lurch at the hint of danger; his eyes were full of anger and his teeth were shown in a snarl. no_name was Black, he stood covered in dirt and grime, cruelty in his eyes and smile; ready to fight and destroy his enemies. Strange was Yellow, she stood with pride and radiated power; her eyes were full of overwhelming power. They were changing, both physically and mentally. The four gods spoke in turn. They told of their names; Control, Deception, Darkness, and Power. They held out their hands as the strange four knelt down to touch the hands of the gods. As Masters and Warriors hands connected, a story was shown. It was a story of an ancient war, doomed to happen again; a story of the past, present and future. The four knew then of their plans and of their future as they saw themselves in a world lit on fire.
