Written By Giada
June 13, 2021, 8:52 a.m.(8/24/1015 AR)
If you hold a darkly dyed sheet of parchment against the sun, it would seem that the sun has no significance in that moment.
But consider this. A pinhole in the parchment is a source of light. Now, if the parchment is our perception of reality, our understanding of the Dream, what -is- the pinhole?
Us.
Every one of us is an aperture through which the Dream peeks. To honour this grace, there comes with it responsibilities, dues owed and paid with action.
Take stock. What is your place within the Dream? What does it cost you to be faithful? How much will you grow, stretch, mature?
But consider this. A pinhole in the parchment is a source of light. Now, if the parchment is our perception of reality, our understanding of the Dream, what -is- the pinhole?
Us.
Every one of us is an aperture through which the Dream peeks. To honour this grace, there comes with it responsibilities, dues owed and paid with action.
Take stock. What is your place within the Dream? What does it cost you to be faithful? How much will you grow, stretch, mature?
Written By Giada
May 29, 2021, 11:18 a.m.(7/23/1015 AR)
It's an interesting thing comparing stasis and change. Some crave the unknown, and others need the past. The majority of people sit in the middle, stradling the line between the comfort of the familiar and the creative fuel of change. It's said, after all, that necessity is the mother of all inventions, and no change happens without reason.
The same is true of institutions. The most glorious and true of Arvum are lured into stasis, often in the form of honour or defense. The definition of role in and of itself is a position of latent stasis. If an entire life is dedicated to one pursuit, the refusal to waver represents an unwillingness to change. Of course, the abandoning of oaths are an affront to the gods, so even in devotion there is stasis used to entrench honour.
There is nothing without reflection, a second side to even our most noble actions. What is left but to find our Balance?
The same is true of institutions. The most glorious and true of Arvum are lured into stasis, often in the form of honour or defense. The definition of role in and of itself is a position of latent stasis. If an entire life is dedicated to one pursuit, the refusal to waver represents an unwillingness to change. Of course, the abandoning of oaths are an affront to the gods, so even in devotion there is stasis used to entrench honour.
There is nothing without reflection, a second side to even our most noble actions. What is left but to find our Balance?
Written By Giada
May 16, 2021, 10:09 p.m.(6/25/1015 AR)
I'm often asked questions with no solid answers, and it's always the best part of my day. May we all be so challenged. Best shit ever.
Written By Giada
May 14, 2021, 8:13 a.m.(6/20/1015 AR)
Surely not related to anything at all, but bitter truths make life infinitely more interesting.
Written By Giada
May 2, 2021, 3:54 p.m.(5/25/1015 AR)
It will be some time before I'm finished with the total losses. News comes in bits and pieces and I've yet to receive information on how they functioned under pressure. We're moving to Maelstrom soon, and I'll need to be there to receive faster reports. I don't have enough time to do everything perfectly, but I'll die trying.
Written By Giada
April 27, 2021, 4:39 p.m.(5/15/1015 AR)
Gods grant mercy to those who can't work.
Written By Giada
April 26, 2021, 8:25 p.m.(5/13/1015 AR)
Archlector of the Thirteenth.
I'll admit that I never thought of joining the Faith beyond my involvement as a Mirrormask in years not too long past. The path that led me to my Vows has proven to be an eternal surprise. The people who entered my life at the time they did, the conversations and contemplation, the many times I found my views pushed and challenged all converge here and the moment in which I find myself.
It's a big task, to be certain, and an even greater responsibility. Yet, I do not doubt my willingness and drive to meet the bar left by Father Vayne and to build atop his legacy in the Shrine. I know very well the mettle of this man, and there cannot be a question that he will not prove himself the Shepherd and Legate that the Most Holy Dominus believes him to be. Some in the Oathlands may be uncomfortable at first, but they will learn how fiercely he will work to guide others wisely and faithfully in his new position.
And so a new leg of the journey begins.
I'll admit that I never thought of joining the Faith beyond my involvement as a Mirrormask in years not too long past. The path that led me to my Vows has proven to be an eternal surprise. The people who entered my life at the time they did, the conversations and contemplation, the many times I found my views pushed and challenged all converge here and the moment in which I find myself.
It's a big task, to be certain, and an even greater responsibility. Yet, I do not doubt my willingness and drive to meet the bar left by Father Vayne and to build atop his legacy in the Shrine. I know very well the mettle of this man, and there cannot be a question that he will not prove himself the Shepherd and Legate that the Most Holy Dominus believes him to be. Some in the Oathlands may be uncomfortable at first, but they will learn how fiercely he will work to guide others wisely and faithfully in his new position.
And so a new leg of the journey begins.
Written By Giada
April 19, 2021, 3:26 p.m.(4/27/1015 AR)
"Spring does not become summer. Summer does not become autumn. First, there is spring, and then there is summer."
Written by a long dead philosopher, this is rather prettily worded way of saying what exists only exists for the now. In the next moment, everything has changed. Are you the same person you were even 15 minutes ago, or are you someone else than that person was?
Food for Reflection.
Written by a long dead philosopher, this is rather prettily worded way of saying what exists only exists for the now. In the next moment, everything has changed. Are you the same person you were even 15 minutes ago, or are you someone else than that person was?
Food for Reflection.
Written By Giada
April 18, 2021, 9:37 p.m.(4/25/1015 AR)
I really don't mess with this often, but regarding the recent spat between Leporidae and the Faith/Faithful, I simply invite anyone confused about Silent Reflections to approach the Shrine in which they serve.
And while we Mirrormasks applaud courage to speak your mind when it's unpopular, it's fair to remind people that they're being watched by the Compact -and- our enemies. At a certain point, being cute brings results... just not always good ones.
And while we Mirrormasks applaud courage to speak your mind when it's unpopular, it's fair to remind people that they're being watched by the Compact -and- our enemies. At a certain point, being cute brings results... just not always good ones.
Written By Giada
April 18, 2021, 9 p.m.(4/25/1015 AR)
The Physicians Guild flotilla will be sailing soon. These cogs are important. Not just because they carry supplies or patients, but because they are the culmination of hard work performed by many hands. The design was adapted by the shipwrights of Blackshore, built not only by them but by Thrax and Eswynd. For their generosity and willingness to innovate, I am in their debt.
The hardest part of a quartermaster's job lies in turning potentialities into preparation. The QM needs to know that the line can push through and make it with the necessary supplies, and hopefully that ship or caravan makes it back out for the next leg. These cogs were the beginning of a dream to make that effort more effective and reliable. If they succeed, then we've a substantial leg up on that.
As quartermaster, I've done my best. As a human being, I pray it was enough.
The hardest part of a quartermaster's job lies in turning potentialities into preparation. The QM needs to know that the line can push through and make it with the necessary supplies, and hopefully that ship or caravan makes it back out for the next leg. These cogs were the beginning of a dream to make that effort more effective and reliable. If they succeed, then we've a substantial leg up on that.
As quartermaster, I've done my best. As a human being, I pray it was enough.
Written By Giada
April 11, 2021, 9:33 p.m.(4/11/1015 AR)
This is why I am in favor of roofs.
Written By Giada
April 6, 2021, 10:18 a.m.(3/28/1015 AR)
A note to all: Never call anyone out on anything.
Written By Giada
April 6, 2021, 9:18 a.m.(3/28/1015 AR)
Spring is just around the corner. It is time to bust out those sheer silks, O Compact!
Written By Giada
April 3, 2021, 4:21 p.m.(3/23/1015 AR)
With Spring so fast approaching, I find myself wondering just how the winds work.
Written By Giada
March 27, 2021, 6:45 p.m.(3/9/1015 AR)
Spring is almost here. That means the snow is finally going to fuck off, and I, for one, find that to be very encouraging.
Written By Giada
March 6, 2021, 3:28 p.m.(1/23/1015 AR)
I saw an interesting exchange earlier, and I find myself wondering over the cost of pride. It seems an expensive lifestyle to support.
Written By Giada
Feb. 25, 2021, 5:44 p.m.(1/5/1015 AR)
I often come to the Thirteenth's shrine when I want true peace.
The renewing ablution of the mind is found in the brutally honest daily inventory one takes of themselves and in faithful obedience to the mandate of reflection. Where have I erred? What do I fear to admit? What strongholds of mismanaged passions are in my life?
And finally, what do I choose to do about it? Even inaction is action; even silence is speech.
The renewing ablution of the mind is found in the brutally honest daily inventory one takes of themselves and in faithful obedience to the mandate of reflection. Where have I erred? What do I fear to admit? What strongholds of mismanaged passions are in my life?
And finally, what do I choose to do about it? Even inaction is action; even silence is speech.
Written By Giada
Feb. 24, 2021, 12:26 p.m.(1/3/1015 AR)
Fuck winter. Fuck air that hurts my face. It's just not natural. - Every True Southern Person Ever
Written By Giada
Feb. 14, 2021, 10:59 p.m.(12/9/1014 AR)
My most sincere gratitude to House Thrax, House Blackshore, and House Eswynd for these gorgeous new cogs.
Written By Giada
Feb. 12, 2021, 8:31 a.m.(12/4/1014 AR)
Thank fuck for maps.
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