Aiiroh
@westernDragon
Hope is something you give yourself.
i think im gonna call it here and rest. tomorrow's a big day fighting the last boss! wish me luck everything! good night!
Everything will be okay. Remember that destiny is your friend.
A storm hit during my journey, and I was fortunate enough to be given shelter by some kind individuals. I was doubtly fortunate enough to be able to see the beautiful animals they had in their pasture! When a young hoofbeast is born, it must get to its hooves immediately. Though it stumbles, falls, and trips, over and over, it never stops trying until it stands upright. Remember: it does not matter if we fall down seven times, as long as we get up eight. https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/17c18ecc68b9.jpeg
ohhhh my goddd that foal is adorable... youre a good man mister aiiroh!
[aww]~[hi]~[baby]~[hoofbeast!!!]~[thanks]~[for]~[the]~[wisdom]~[sir]~[(✿◡‿◡)]
Isn’t it darling? Thank you very much for your kind words. I believe they reflect your own goodness — never give up on kindness, for it is the strongest thing we have.
Shared joy is twice the joy, and shared sorrow is half the sorrow. I hope you all have somebody to share your joys and sorrows with, my friends.
only t)(e proverbs t)(at best manage to )(urt anyt)(in t)(at moves. t)(ey say words can cleave deeper t)(an t)(e s)(arpest blade, but ive yet to witness it. not w)(en ive )(eld t)(at blade myself.
Physically, you are correct! But proverbs, Your Grace, speak to us spiritually. Haven’t you ever once, even if just in your youth, heard something so hurtful or abhorrent that in that moment, you would have welcomed the pain of the blade rather than that of words?
not really. i just kill t)(e sucka -E-ELMAO
Hmm, yes, that you do. But even in that reaction, it was their words which moved you to violence. There are, after all, certain things regarding you that you have outlawed rather than allow yourself to hear.
for t)(e image of my rule. you believe violence is a response to t)(e ego; but w)(at you fail to understand, aiiro)(, is t)(at my image is more t)(an t)(e ego- it is t)(e empire. and if myself and t)(e empire are one and t)(e same, t)(en i feel as muc)( as an empire feels; t)(at is to say, truly, not)(in at all. o)( sure, its true, i )(ave my little outbursts )(ere and t)(ere. but its all calculated t)(eater. w)(en you see me, aiiro)(, stripped to my bare bones, youll know i am t)(e representation of t)(e perfect troll- t)(eir leader, w)(o enforces followin by example. a greater mac)(ination to an even greater idea. and t)(at idea is founded on pure, unrestrained, endless murder.
The image of your rule which rests upon the image of yourself — yes, I do believe you and the empire are one and the same. I believe that you are the shining representative of our shared people at large, that you are the standard by which trollhood as we know it is defined. But if you will forgive my boldness, Empress, I do not believe for a moment that you are without feeling. I do not believe every glimpse into your emotional depth is performance. The real performance is the belief that there is only performance. A one-troll play for a one-troll audience. Your Condescension, you know well that each blade has two edges. I do so love our chats. I will pour an extra cup for you, next time I take my tea.
a one troll play for a one troll audience, )(u)(? )(e)(. if t)(ere are no witnesses, and no ot)(er performers to compare, t)(en its functionally t)(e same. if t)(ere is feelin, nobody's gotta know. If t)(ere is feelin, no one needs to care.
You are correct. If we hide ourselves from the world for long enough, we become shadowed entirely. But it is a lonely thing, once you sit with it long enough. I care.
t)(en ill )(ave to kill you, aiiro)(.
As always, Your Imperious Condescension, you will have to catch me first.
Speak only if it improves upon the silence.
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i think someone needs this advwice right nowv
more of my bad bitc)(es are )(ere on t)(e site. between t)(e ones joinin and t)(e ones ive recruited, ive got a veritable work )(orse of underlins to carry out my nefarious deeds wit)(. and you betta believe im gonna get real busy real soon. in fact, )(eres t)(e agenda: 1. destroy troll obama, and replace )(is ass wit)( someone else under my beck and call. real work in progress, t)(is one. 2. find a way to seize t)(e source code of c)(ittr and manage to take it over myself and really make all a your lives a genuine fuckin nig)(tmare. t)(is ones a real long term kinda plan. 3. find a way to overturn my future fate. t)(is one's t)(e most difficult, but i aint a fuckin quitter. t)(e perpetual side mission is to weave misery and pain to anyt)(in t)(at moves; )(owever i can, w)(erever i can. you all )(ave it too good. too /soft/. we gotta c)(ange t)(at startin rig)(t fuckin now. im gonna succeed. aint nobody gonna stop me. count your days.
I am thinking aboUt sea Urchins! There are some species whose common names are "Boring Urchin". DUe to their habit of bUrrowing. Or boring. Into coral and rock sUrfaces. BUt. That is not the first definition yoU woUld think of when yoU hear the word "boring"! It is a little sad. They are not Uninteresting creatUres! They shoUld be called the "Exciting Urchin"! Instead. Haha! ・・・𝛾
Exciting urchins indeed! An adorable reminder that others misconceptions about our nature need not dictate who we truly are.
Life is like a dark tunnel: you can't always see the light at the end, but if you just keep moving, you will come to a better place.
It's been dark for along while now. And there's so many turns. I don't know if I can trust that it'll lighten up.
Despair is a jealous darkness, my friend. It seeks to make us its own. But secretly, it is powerless: as long as you do not give up, it can never overcome you. This night may be long, but will the sun not rise in the west tomorrow, and all the days to come?
The sun rises east where I'm at, actually. Hhaha But, I get the idea of what you mean. I can't trust those sort of certainties anymore though. If everything I've learned here is true, thththen most of what I ththought was "absolute" is .. Malleable.
Hoho, and it does for me as well — an old man like me is not good with this “autocorrect!” But while it is wise to not only deal in absolutes, eventually, there are things we simply must trust are true. We trust that gravity will continue to uphold us. We trust that our pusher will continue to pump blood. So too must we trust that there is good worth holding on for.
But that's exactly what I mean.. I trusted that time was linear. I trusted that alien contact wasn't just .. Ppossible, especially not on such a broad scale, but cclearly that's wrong. And if that's not wrong, then everyone here is messing with me, and that might be worse?? I hhonestly don't know anymore.
Learning those truths are not betrayals, my friend. Those are merely your world being expanded. We should not be afraid of change. Change *is* what we must fight for. Change *is* the good in the world. If your trust in one thing is misplaced, then you will simply have to trust something else. This is life!
A cup of leaf fluid after my evening meditation, before I get back on the road. Some time ago, a young lady by the name of Damara told me she had been enjoying a fruit-based blend recently, so tonight I tried it myself. Quite delicious! What is your favorite flavor of tea, my friends? https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/0a994471b788.jpeg
Hibiscus h★s my f★vor typic★lly.
hibiscus or lavender tea are my go to choices generally :)
Ooh, a lovely choice! Hibiscus is quite good for the body and mind — and for the taste buds, too!
Lapsang souchong with cinnamon bark and just a little hint of bergamot.
It is true that I wear neither my sign nor my color, but do not think it is because I am ashamed of my blood! Those who know me know my hue, and indeed, if you were to meet me on the road, you might be able to ascertain it yourselves: just because I do not advertise my blood does not mean I claim to be anyone but who I am. But all of you here who have listened to me and spoken to me — whether kindly or unkindly — have done so based on the judgment of my character rather than the judgment of my caste. Isn’t that something?
[|87 :: Qu;te well spoken. 1f we are more than the sum of our shades, then who ;s w;ll;n to be colorbl;nd to see someth;n new?
Exactly, my friend. If we cannot see every color for what it’s worth, then what is the point of a rainbow?