The Neverending Flows

I once discovered two would-be evolutionary groups in the jungles near Growtalov.  The first group studied apparent maps and imagined what it might be like to make such a journey and visit the secret kingdom.  The second group took a more curious approach:  they began to “build a castle” at their present site to make the far-away land exist there.

 

 

If a Man could just glimpse the neverending flows, and interactions of energy, he could suspect how the tongue speaks without a script.

 

 

Once, while passing through a small village, after much urging on the part of the spiritual elders, I addressed the people on matters generally related to the arcane.  After my little talk, one of the elders took me aside and said, “I know you weren’t aware of it, but several times during your talk you used profanity.”  And I replied, “The hell you say.”  But he insisted that due to my fatigue, or from some unconscious drive, I had indeed, interspersed my spiritual words with quite profane terms.  Seeking to extract myself from further entanglements in this folly, I did agree that it was possible I had unknowingly let such words accidentally slip from my lips.  I apologized and left.  (That’s exactly why I don’t like to normally fuck with these bat-eyed bastards.)

 

 

You must see that no matter your fine daydreams and splendid plans, there is a “something else” that ultimately fuels, or withholds, the power of locomotion.

 

 

I once wandered into a lecture wherein the professor was unrolling a bombastic, grandiose commentary on the little creatures, interlaced with such pronouncements, “As is an undisputed fact in the field amongst all spiders, the bite of the tarantula is the most deadly.”  Afterwards I approached the grandmaster and asked him exactly, “How does something become a fact?”  He peered over his glasses at me with a surly expression and said, “I believe there has been some mistake here; the attendees were assumed to be only those interested in insects.”  Not being able to locate my magnifying glass, I could not continue the conversation.

 

J.