'Man must divine himself from his "soul" and, in turn, set his
soul free to divinity.'
"You
concern me with you listless silences"
"Erm... how? It is just a moment to reflect without the mere spoils of sound, nothing beats a little... spiritual naja haja"
"Because I concerned with all of this paraphrasing by definition work you do concerning our 'darker' manuscripts, and the preciseness you strive for in syntax."
"Well... there is the blight against the written word among our relations, and the barriers it seems are weak. Of course there is need for concern."
Eye balls now in complete glower of a feral intensity,"How many legends have there been, finishing with the bard, storyteller or author vanishing, never to be seen or heard from again..."
"It is what it is!"...
"Mam! It wasn't all that long ago it happened to one of our own research team." Spoke the lab-tech assistant with a receding, "hairless" head, the Norian male with no facial visage and parched thin lips, smirked at this unrefined morsel of education. Then, the puny 5'6 quantum-mechanic of prominent excellence and distinction; a 'Proletarian' folkloresque no less, though classed as a nerd who enjoyed adding his two-cents worth of verbiage...
"If you imply that the self-styled 'Dr.G,Schzult', the Ayenian profanitist who, with his cluster-fuck of supporters, venerated Sa'zsthishog-Yg’ke? This 'unknown' who... mind you, not even the Prisci give permission for it to be spoken let alone remembered! Then to sell that knowledge as a fictional carnival or presented as the Elder Gods and Oddity Calender of the year-- all for personal gain!...I do it for those who can't translate the original language, whose own monks, mages and priests can't interpret it or haven't learned the required elements of the diverse and various segments of the transcripts, so that perhaps in some spark of wisdom and growing a clue we may get our philosophy a little more sacred with wisdom."
"Erm... how? It is just a moment to reflect without the mere spoils of sound, nothing beats a little... spiritual naja haja"
"Because I concerned with all of this paraphrasing by definition work you do concerning our 'darker' manuscripts, and the preciseness you strive for in syntax."
"Well... there is the blight against the written word among our relations, and the barriers it seems are weak. Of course there is need for concern."
Eye balls now in complete glower of a feral intensity,"How many legends have there been, finishing with the bard, storyteller or author vanishing, never to be seen or heard from again..."
"It is what it is!"...
"Mam! It wasn't all that long ago it happened to one of our own research team." Spoke the lab-tech assistant with a receding, "hairless" head, the Norian male with no facial visage and parched thin lips, smirked at this unrefined morsel of education. Then, the puny 5'6 quantum-mechanic of prominent excellence and distinction; a 'Proletarian' folkloresque no less, though classed as a nerd who enjoyed adding his two-cents worth of verbiage...
"If you imply that the self-styled 'Dr.G,Schzult', the Ayenian profanitist who, with his cluster-fuck of supporters, venerated Sa'zsthishog-Yg’ke? This 'unknown' who... mind you, not even the Prisci give permission for it to be spoken let alone remembered! Then to sell that knowledge as a fictional carnival or presented as the Elder Gods and Oddity Calender of the year-- all for personal gain!...I do it for those who can't translate the original language, whose own monks, mages and priests can't interpret it or haven't learned the required elements of the diverse and various segments of the transcripts, so that perhaps in some spark of wisdom and growing a clue we may get our philosophy a little more sacred with wisdom."
