Advent of Mystics: Prologue

The lights cast a greenish hue upon the figure. He raised his hand as if to banish the world from existence. Something had been changed, an altercation without notice. He smiled with grotesque passion at his work. It was only a matter of time before his life, like so many other before him, would be rendered unto oblivion. He knew the truth; death has no avatar of emotion, only coldness.

Potential

I get fed up sitting here staring at white space. There's so much potential in everything, all this energy waiting to be transferred. Sometimes it's hard to dedicate yourself to a single pursuit when you're pursuing so many things. Goals, objectives, linear minded thinking: Is this the inverse of what it should be? What point are we trying to make? What are we really trying to do here? Do the angles really matter when there's an infinite amount of vectors? Can't we see how lofty every quest is? Does it really matter? How do you reach a conclusion? A Catharsis? Is it thinking outside the box? What is the box and what have we put in it? It's so much easier when targets are designated, clearly stated, and left for us to pursue, but life was never this way, we all know that. Temperaments disguise true motive, but motives are colored as well. Nothing seems pure, nothing can be found to end the madness. How do we even know it will end? Deal with it. There's enough energy in the universe for a catharsis, we all feel it. It'll all boil down to a single moment. What will you have to say for yourself? What did you do? Was it worthwhile? Who decides? What happens next? Answers only bode as the questions do and what meaning do the answers have without a complete picture? It's something though, because it will be more. It is potential.

A VISITOR.

if i can't someday publish this because i'm sacrificing it for this website, i will destroy everyone.

Algebraic Lament

No solution or infinite,
Watching problems merge or split,
For weary minds it is not fit.
The knowledge light-bulb is not lit.

From the board the problem leer--
The f(x) is y + fear.
All these systems, sitting here,
Happ'ly alone, I shed no tear.

Now the review, dizzying stuff,
Easy for the algebra buff.
For lowlier minds, it's quite tough.
Frankly, we have had enough.

i bid thee farewell.

Sonnet XIX "Ascent"

So sit the Wise, enshrined in Gold,
Entombed within their brilliant halls,
Extolling praise for Laws of Old
That live but solely in their walls.
Without, the Free enlightened roam
at once unique, at once the same.
Within, the Trapped sift through the loam,
By Wisdom bound in Wisdom's shame.
Asylum walls, though, shake and fall.
Each day the cage has lesser strength;
One day the Trapped shall Free stand tall.
Each day the wait has shorter length.
The dawning day when Old gods die
Brings wings to those who long to fly.

Karachay: Part 5

Sunday, May 28th, 1967
Dear Lyov,
It seems that I have now fallen unto the same troubles you have. This symptom of “fatigue” is now upon the farmers here as well. No one here is quite as worried as I am by this. It nags at me, as if the fatigue of the farmers here is connected to your troubles. This is a far-fetched notion; everyone suffers fatigue, and this year’s drought provides ample opportunity for it to surface. Still, I feel as if the two are connected. It is easy enough for me to say, but it is likely just my longing for your presence here to assist me. In either case, I would appreciate it if you would make copies of your case studies and send them to me. The fatigue of your village is likely very different from the one a few farmers contracted just yesterday, but I still worry. Shrieking and flailing in the night is not something I want to deal with on top of my already pressing troubles.
I would prefer to retain most of my supplies, but I believe I may be able to allocate some spare opium. While this isn’t usually the time of year I’m used to seeing diseases, this situation does not bode well. I’ve also prescribed the victims of the dust a similar treatment. Mikhail has told me that something similar happened back in America, before the Second World War. He says it didn’t end well. Let us show the Americans that the Soviet Union is every bit as resourceful and more in combating this dust.
Fishing has suffered in this village as well, although not to the point you describe. We cannot afford to work the fields for more grain; the government demands all of it that we can spare. I do not believe the people here will starve, but we will certainly have less food than last summer. There is talk among villagers of moving to a more industrialized region to escape. I would gladly join them if not for the medical matters of this village. I cannot abandon my post here, as I’m sure you’re well aware. We have a responsibility to help these people.
Be strong,
Isaak

Fix

Deprivation

is all
that matters.


I know
I need more.



I can't make it

on my own.



I will take

what is mine.


It doesn't matter

what you
think.


I will take it.


I need my

fix.

Song of the Week 20: 'Before Everything Happened' by Flexstyle

We've made to at least 20 posts of SotW, and although I haven't done half of the posts on here, it's pretty cool that this has lasted so long. This song this week is another song from OCR. I'm really not good at this introduction information, so if Met can get his input on the song, perhaps he can provide more info. If you want the link about the track and various comments on it, click here. If you want the download for it, I would suggest you click here. So here's the song from Dark Cloud 2: "Before Everything Happened".

The first fifteen seconds of the song start out with some piano, which is of course awesome. This style of piano playing is definitely more hardcore than the soft stuff I usually hear. At 0:15 a beat comes in, which helps support the piano. I'm usually not much of a fan of percussion being alone with piano, but in this case it works out rather well. There is some low bass in the background which doesn't appear until 0:26, but it definitely adds more "beef" to the low piano melody. At 0:41 the bass gradually gets louder, which really adds more effect to the piano and the beat. At that point the piano is gone, and the song gets more of an electronic feeling to it. The harmonies in this section work out great; it gives much more excitement to the song. This continues until about 1:13, where more of a melody is introduced. This is a huge contrast to the melody in the beginning; it is both high as well as fast. I do enjoy melodies like that. From 1:40 until 1:49 there is a really cool echo effect in the melody, which I think is a nice change from the short melody playing over and over again. At 1:50 more bass is added with the melody, however the melody plays a similar yet different rhythm. At 2:20 more of an electronic rhythm appears, that accompanies the previous melody. All three parts: the high melody, the newest melody, and the percussion/bass line all seem to work together in this part of the song. At 3:19 things start to cool down a little bit; during that entire section lasting a minute, parts of the song would eventually drop out. It reduces into only having the bass and the percussion play. At around 3:30 the piano makes an encore appearance, leading up to the song's conclusion. Let's not forget about the percussion and bass also; they play an absolutely huge role in supporting the piano to make it more interesting. The ending was okay, the percussion did a pretty good job finishing it off (unlike other songs I've reviewed).

Pros: Great melodies, harmonies, instrumentation, etc. There was always something new added to keep the song interesting, and everything the made up the song was played in an almost perfect balance.

Cons: Sometimes I thought that the beat was off a little bit, and the rhythm of the piano was hard to follow. Other than that, there's not very many cons in this song.

Overall: This song is pretty great when it comes to how the parts of the song support each other. It was definitely something I could keep listening to, and everything fits in the song; there is absolutely nothing odd placed in there at random.

Rating: 9.4/10

Scheduling and Other Affairs

You'll notice that we're not strictly sticking to the posting schedule this month. This is for a reason, we've got a lot of busy people around here and I plan on calling in some guest authors to help if possible. We're trying our hardest to bring you a new post every day.

Hello Again

Hi, I'm back, also, before my post, there were 600 posts on this blog! I don't know if that means posts that are up now, or including posts that have been deleted, but it's still exciting! I've got more time now, so I'll be able to post more consistently. So yeah, here's a pidgeotto.

and here's my idea of an apocolypsed Pidgeotto. I made the wings longer, and ripped some chunks out of them, darkened some of it's colors, t

urned it's eye black and yellow, enlarged the tail, and gave it bigger, blood-stained talons. Any ideas to make it better?

Update: Xanthurian

I have updated "Whatever It Was" to be longer and I have changed the name to "The Perfect Ones"

The Perfect Ones

I have also realized that this is the 600th post. I don't know what that means.