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Chapter 2 I'm running in the forest. I can smell blood. I can smell my father's scent. He's over there. I can see him. He's dead.Chapter 2 by *rexlupis
I feel a pain in my shoulder, and it burns. I've been shot. With silver.
My mind acts automatically, instinctually. I can't really control my actions. I know it is a matter of survival. I know these meat puppets must die. There are four of them. I can see them trying to shoot me, but they are too slow. One of them is coming at me with a sword. He has a magical, red aura… Haste…
There is blood, blood everywhere. Screams. The sounds of flesh and bone being ripped apart. It feels good. I have so much rage. I must let it out.
Chapter 3 Walking down the dirt path back to my home, I could smell it in the distance. I could hear Ted putting on his shoes, turning the knob to the door… I could see him, now.Chapter 3 by *rexlupis
"Val!" Ted waved.
I meekly waved back. "Yeah, I'm back."
"Enjoy your walk? You're on time, that's unusual."
"I just happened to look at my watch at the right time."
"Chronos must be watching you, for once." Ted smirked.
I snorted. "Reading too much mythology again, Ted?"
Ted just chuckled, and we walked down the path towards the nearest portal station. We had a good few minutes.
"What do you believe in, Val?"
"What do you mean by that?" I responded.
"Well… wha
Chapter 4 Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Monique’s aura begin to glow, “To make things fair…” she said, and, before I could protest or question, I noticed time slowing again… She had used haste on me again…Chapter 4 by *rexlupis
There is a reason it is the most commonly learnt spell by non-magicians and magicians alike…
Garlan’s movements were slow from my perspective, but I could still see how adept and automatic they were… He reached for his sheath, pulling forth a long, greenish, glowing sword. Various runes, inscriptions and precious stones littered its surface, and upon exposing the sword itself, I could feel t
Chapter 5 Monique walked briskly out of the dojo and stopped, opening her green satchel which hung from her shoulders to her waist. She fumbled around inside it for a moment, producing a pen and a pad of paper. She quickly scribbled down some co-ordinates and handed it to Ted. He read it aloud.Chapter 5 by *rexlupis
“1034, 2037, 5408…. Isn’t this Arcranox’s…erm…poorer area?”
“We’re going to meet a friend,” Monique replied quickly, and added, through her teeth, quietly, “It would be in your best interest to stop asking questions and just follow my lead.”
I shrugged.
Chapter 6 The four of us entered the elevator, its doors quietly sliding shut behind Ted, the last one to enter. Monique pressed the button for floor 36 and the elevator quietly whirred to life, taking us upwards. I stared at the digital display above the number-pad, watching the numbers count upwards.Chapter 6 by *rexlupis
Monique spoke, “The Interlink Pirates are the most State funded ‘terrorist’ group.” She paused, and Ted gave her an odd look, “Dickles, currently the head of The Interlink Pirates, used to be high up in The Red Sickle. Someone higher up on the Red Sickle food-chain, someone we have yet
Chapter 7 “Well,” John broke the somber near-silence, “We’re almost there. When we get to the exit, give me a moment to use the periscope to make sure the way is clear. It would suck if we had to get into a fire-fight before we even make it to Tasp.”Chapter 7 by *rexlupis
Ted stopped walking and began to stare off into space.
“...What? What is it? Ted?” Monique questioned.
“…I…er…” Ted stammered, “…Something’s wrong.”
Just then the cave began to shake ever so slightly.
“…What the hell is that?” John seethed nervously.
The shaking got worse. Bits of the tunnel’s c
Chapter 8 We strolled towards town at a brisk pace. I enjoyed the scenery while I could, but soon enough we were surrounded by buildings and the scenery seemed more like a sedated Trespen than what I’d imagined Tasp to be. Various people littered the streets of all kinds of descriptions; short and taut dwarves, tall and slender elves, humans with gaiety and laughter flowing forth from their bellies, surrounded with the smell of beer, ales and other alcoholic beverages. Some small children played in a courtyard near the center of town, next to a large fountain. It seemed that here technology was made useChapter 8 by *rexlupis
Chapter 9 We stepped out of the craft into the clearing. John was the last to exit, and when he did, he pressed the button at the back to close the rear-hatch. With the sounds of the mechanical operations, the hatch closed slowly.Chapter 9 by *rexlupis
Several groups of people could be seen, all working together to prepare for the coming storm of violence. Dispersed in the groups were some men who were equipped with rather high-tech devices, moving different weapons, security cameras and turrets to different locations all around the area. I assumed these men were John’s men, as they stopped for a moment when we landed to greet him with a salute, only to return to
Chapter 10 I followed my father back to town, my feelings mixed. Here, I’d finally met my father, only to know the horrible truth to my beginnings… And it all was happening, all over again… another war, another battle, all because The State wanted more control. I clenched my fists in anger, and my father looked over to me.Chapter 10 by *rexlupis
“Son…” he soothed, “Have you not learnt to control your anger? There is no use for anger, what is done is done…”
I looked at him, “How can you say that? Look at all the horrible things The State has done!”
He shook his head, “I do hate them and everything they stand fo
| The full Val Gedso - Part I - Premonition in its first draft, rough edit, entirety. Enjoy. |
Zero's and One's Random consciousness that perceives this,Zero's and One's by *rexlupis
Remember that you are not like me. You are a different kind of 'thing.' You are like me in the sense that you are part of existence, but you do not function with the same sorts of rules as I do; your reality is different.
Reality is more than just your perspective, or my perspective, or even the perspective of every living thing. Reality is more than the categories of 'living' and 'dead.' It is.
And it is consciousness.
Consciousness is all we ever know. Anything we understand is through consciousness. Consciousness is the faculty that interacts in mental-reality in any sort of way, if it
Fate and Science People have claimed to see “auras.” These “auras” are supposed to be indications of one’s future. Whether or not “auras” can produce reliable information about someone’s future is somewhat irrelevant. What I want to do is to produce a scientific explanation for fate and auras; at least, a proof for forces beyond our own control.Fate and Science by *rexlupis
Gravity is a force no one can seemingly escape. It is produced by all physical objects; that is, all physical objects have an attraction to other physical objects. Combined with other forces (different types of bonds, friction, etc), it is what provides some sort of order
On The Heirarchies of... On The Heirarchies of Personal ExistenceOn The Heirarchies of... by *rexlupis
It would seem to me there are different hierarchies of knowledge and philosophy which are attainable to the individual. That is, there are different sorts of possible lives available to each individual based upon the amount of knowledge and questioning they wish to pursue. This idea seems similar to Keirkegaard's hierarchies of morality, but I wish to take more of a philosophical approach opposed to the Christian approach Keirkegaard chose.
The first stage of existence is a given upon being born into the world; the immediate stage of existence, the unexamined life. One does not question why or how, o
On The Objectivist "Cult" Objectivism is the philosophy of the writer Ayn Rand, which has been made into a more precise philosophy by her intellectual heir, Leonard Peikoff. It is often under fire from its detractors for being a "cult", and I wish to dispel this claim by showing that those who label it as such are guilty of the same "sin."On The Objectivist "Cult" by *rexlupis
The first thing we need to define is "cult." Most people make a distinction between a cult, a philosophy and a religion, but I consider this an intellectual error. It seems to me that a cult becomes a religion only when it has reached a certain level of recognition and a certain level of zealous followers. It also seems to me that
A Theory of Ethics... A Theory of Ethics: Deontological Ethical EgoismA Theory of Ethics... by *rexlupis
I would like to posit and prove a moral axiom and a theory of morality. The moral axiom I would like to say would be: "An action is a moral action when one's intention is to act in a way which, in theory, produces the best possible outcome." To assess if an action will produce the best possible outcome, there must be tools to use to judge moral action: virtues. The final judge of morality would be reality; that is, once one performs an action the outcome which is provided, both external (in terms of reward) and internal (in terms of what one must accept as 'moral' and expect from others based
On Chaos and Order It seems to me that a lot of people talk about 'chaos' and 'order' having some sort of ontological or metaphysical use. I wish to dispel this claim.On Chaos and Order by *rexlupis
When I think of what we mean when we speak of "chaos" and "order", I can only conclude that we are using the words in such a way to discuss our understanding and nothing about the state of affairs at all. For instance, if I point to a piece of paper littered with dots, and say "This is chaotic" what I mean is, "I can not see a pattern in this." Meanwhile, another person could say, "No, you are wrong; here is a pattern!" and go about showing me how they perceive one.
What I mean here is that the
On Morality Born from... On Morality Born from EpistemologyOn Morality Born from... by *rexlupis
It seems to me that the purpose of morality is to create a guide for human action. That is, it is to offer a tool for people to use to measure the rightness and wrongness of their actions. Some would argue that “rightness” and “wrongness” are merely matters of opinion, yet it seems that for us to live productive, happy lives we need to use such words as “rightness” and “wrongness” to guide us towards our goals and our destinies. Some think that “rightness” comes from an absolute being, God, whereas others think rightness and wrongness is to be found in reali
On Synchroneity of Mind I would like to posit that human beings have an experience of ‘synchroneity’ with their mental states and external factors. At its most basic form, our mental states are synchronous with the world external to our minds; the objective world, the noumenal realm, reality in-and-of-itself, or whatever you wish to label it. That is, our minds, through the process of perception, are synchronized with reality. This state is so common to us that it takes some sort of disjunction with reality to even notice that the synchroneity is there at all. That is, we surely perceive something that is externaOn Synchroneity of Mind by *rexlupis
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| Irreverent and dissatisfied with the status-quo, I became myself. I like being alive, most of the time. I am not a slave, and even if I were, Hegel's master-slave dialectic asks an interesting question... Who defines who? The slave or the master? Who is really in control? |
