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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard.         Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| I was prompted to write my thoughts on souls , despite thinking constantly about it lately, but rather because of Xeogaming's own Makura's work "Big Wall of Water". If you read this and haven't read her work, you're missing out. Go read that. If you already have, then if you wish to hear me ramble, here you are.
Just like the earth we live on, nothing is the same. Everything is constantly flowing and ebbing, including the air we breathe, the majestic mountaintops, everything. While things might seem to possibly last an eternity, in truth everything is doomed to be deconstructed and reconstructed. Light, air, our bodies, I see with this finite vision that what I see now is doomed to alter irreversibly every day of my life. Inside my mind, the intangible object of my conciousness, my soul, is also changing. However, I cannot bring myself to believe I have but one soul. I am not a constant being, I display every shade of characteristic that one can use to describe a human being. I can be nice, I can be mean, I can be optimistic, I can be pessimistic. This self-realization has prompted me to pour deep into my mind and try and describe what others refer to as my soul. Having done so for weeks upon end, I have come to the realization that I am more than just one. I have multiple souls, "faces" if you will that drive my decision making and thought processes. I believe I have pinpointed the number down to four souls total, but if you seem suprised by this statistic, keep in mind that many humans before me, even societies like the Egyptians, have believed we are not of one whole soul. And this is my opinion. I have named my souls, named the domain they rule, and present them now to you, so you may be familiarized before the story begins. The first soul, the one I have dubbed Indigeo (needs in Latin). This is my instinct personified. I once believed my instinct was my true soul, but I see it now for only a fraction of who I am. The inner desires that burn within me, that I cannot simply ignore but can choose to not act on, these are the works of Indigeo. He is my brash, gluttonous, lustful self, and whether or not I wish to deny those traits of myself, he is a part of me. The second subject is my need to fit into society as well as my inner child, Amicus. Translated as friendship, this is the soul that was grafted onto me throughout my childhood. Like the child that always seeks friends, that always ask whether or not this or that is right, this soul is often my consciousness, arguing with my instinct on what is morally acceptable or not. My third soul is Ars. Ars is the soul of skill, and talent. Talent, from childhood, finds what you are acknowleged at good at, and then drives to succed innately, as to have claim to fame. Everyone has talent, but it must be honed to truly accomplish great feats. Ars is my self, acts in the name of the angel Muse. She is who gives me the magic vision that allows me to see things to wish to write about, and the library of knowledge that feeds the words of my heart onto paper. And finally, there is me. The mask, the part of me that everyone knows. My name is John, I was born in May, and I am a male. I have brown hair and I "am nice". This is not so much an individual soul, but the facts, genetic codes, and location that also alter who I am. I have no characteristics of my own. This is all that I may tell you, so far. I don't really know who I am, so all my theorizing and classifying could very well be for moot. For the story I will begin to live will come soon, and knowing that nothing is constant, it could very well mean that all the things I think make up me could change. For you see, in this tale, my friends, my souls come to life, at least for me. I will tell you the tale, and you may unload onto me your views. But my soul, or my souls for that matter, are not yours to control. Nor mine, for that matter. I leave them to the powers that be, Fate or God or just Time itself. Let the chaos begin. Please keep in mind not only is this the first draft, no revisions or anything, but it is only the opening monolouge or chapter to the work I wish to work on. It is not a complete work upon itself. The true and actual story has yet to begin. With these things in mind, please, let me know what you think. (Last edited by Cairoi on 02-14-07 12:35 AM) |
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