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On StoriesWelcome, storytellers and readers, to the new b...
On Stories
Welcome, storytellers and readers, to the new blog.
While I was tweaking and fiddling with the settings and layout, a few different ideas presented themselves for the opening post. But it seems right to begin here, at the heart of the craft and the soul of the art.
Because a story is so much more than an arbitrary plot peopled with characters-as-devices, much more than a vehicle for an ide Read more of this blog post »
Welcome, storytellers and readers, to the new blog.
While I was tweaking and fiddling with the settings and layout, a few different ideas presented themselves for the opening post. But it seems right to begin here, at the heart of the craft and the soul of the art.
Because a story is so much more than an arbitrary plot peopled with characters-as-devices, much more than a vehicle for an ide Read more of this blog post »
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Epoch Awakening (Epoch, #1)
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2013
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“Even in forgetting there is an aspect of recollection, a faded few moments of wispy consciousness clung like webs in high-vaulted chambers, moving ever so lightly with the draft.”
― Epoch Awakening
― Epoch Awakening
“When people don’t travel to places different from those they inhabit in their routines they become habituated to the actualities of their worlds. They see things as one, knowing what they see is true. Nothing in their experience has the possibility of exposing the frailty of their illusions, of self, of world, of morality and each other.”
― Epoch Awakening
― Epoch Awakening
“The will to truth is enshrined in the mind. It is undeniable, inescapable, mutable only if one’s humanity itself is rejected, itself muted. Yet the form of this truth, whether it be elaborate, simple, exclusive and regulatory or comprehensive and positive… this is a matter of aesthetics, taste...
...It is all inherently meaningless, the puzzle just as much as the pieces themselves, ephemeral. Yet more than this it is concrete, eternal, heavy and inescapable, a preponderous amalgam of things small and large, the actuality of which is imminent, the meaning of which is too great to acknowledge, let alone comprehend.
So we tell stories. We read stories, write them, consider them and like them, or not. Simply ways, simple ways, to limit the All to that which can be understood.”
― Epoch Awakening
...It is all inherently meaningless, the puzzle just as much as the pieces themselves, ephemeral. Yet more than this it is concrete, eternal, heavy and inescapable, a preponderous amalgam of things small and large, the actuality of which is imminent, the meaning of which is too great to acknowledge, let alone comprehend.
So we tell stories. We read stories, write them, consider them and like them, or not. Simply ways, simple ways, to limit the All to that which can be understood.”
― Epoch Awakening
“Even in forgetting there is an aspect of recollection, a faded few moments of wispy consciousness clung like webs in high-vaulted chambers, moving ever so lightly with the draft.”
― Epoch Awakening
― Epoch Awakening
“Why are you here?
Where am I?
You have come to this place… to lie in the ground?
The derision in the question was clear.
I have come to this place to find peace.
And what is peace?
Laughter in the recesses of his mind.
This is peace.
Perhaps it is.
I don’t know.
A pause.
Talking to yourself, eh?
There is no one else around.
That is the beginning of wisdom.
And what of it?
Who are you?
I am Peter.
What are you?
I… I am that which says I.
Clever.
Sometimes.
He sparked a cigarette, nicotine bringing a touch of stability to his otherwise entirely too excited cognitions.
What is I?
I am.
That is all?
I don’t know.
Where is I?
Where am I?
I am between this and that.
This is again wisdom.
He laughed aloud now, pulling deeply on his smoke, exhaling through clenched teeth.
I am space.
Of a sort.
I am a character in a story.
Sometimes.
Nothing more?
A page of your life turns. Do you see it?
Sometimes.
The blank of the page, the openness of its margins, do you see?
Yes.
This is the void of your unfolding imagination.
Indeed.
Would you fill it with your own story?
I am void. I am between. I am neither this nor that. I am an idea of a between.
What story would you have?
Whatever I can. I am nothing.
That is enough?
No.
What would you be?
A man.
This is also wisdom.”
― Epoch Awakening
Where am I?
You have come to this place… to lie in the ground?
The derision in the question was clear.
I have come to this place to find peace.
And what is peace?
Laughter in the recesses of his mind.
This is peace.
Perhaps it is.
I don’t know.
A pause.
Talking to yourself, eh?
There is no one else around.
That is the beginning of wisdom.
And what of it?
Who are you?
I am Peter.
What are you?
I… I am that which says I.
Clever.
Sometimes.
He sparked a cigarette, nicotine bringing a touch of stability to his otherwise entirely too excited cognitions.
What is I?
I am.
That is all?
I don’t know.
Where is I?
Where am I?
I am between this and that.
This is again wisdom.
He laughed aloud now, pulling deeply on his smoke, exhaling through clenched teeth.
I am space.
Of a sort.
I am a character in a story.
Sometimes.
Nothing more?
A page of your life turns. Do you see it?
Sometimes.
The blank of the page, the openness of its margins, do you see?
Yes.
This is the void of your unfolding imagination.
Indeed.
Would you fill it with your own story?
I am void. I am between. I am neither this nor that. I am an idea of a between.
What story would you have?
Whatever I can. I am nothing.
That is enough?
No.
What would you be?
A man.
This is also wisdom.”
― Epoch Awakening
“When people don’t travel to places different from those they inhabit in their routines they become habituated to the actualities of their worlds. They see things as one, knowing what they see is true. Nothing in their experience has the possibility of exposing the frailty of their illusions, of self, of world, of morality and each other.”
― Epoch Awakening
― Epoch Awakening
“The will to truth is enshrined in the mind. It is undeniable, inescapable, mutable only if one’s humanity itself is rejected, itself muted. Yet the form of this truth, whether it be elaborate, simple, exclusive and regulatory or comprehensive and positive… this is a matter of aesthetics, taste...
...It is all inherently meaningless, the puzzle just as much as the pieces themselves, ephemeral. Yet more than this it is concrete, eternal, heavy and inescapable, a preponderous amalgam of things small and large, the actuality of which is imminent, the meaning of which is too great to acknowledge, let alone comprehend.
So we tell stories. We read stories, write them, consider them and like them, or not. Simply ways, simple ways, to limit the All to that which can be understood.”
― Epoch Awakening
...It is all inherently meaningless, the puzzle just as much as the pieces themselves, ephemeral. Yet more than this it is concrete, eternal, heavy and inescapable, a preponderous amalgam of things small and large, the actuality of which is imminent, the meaning of which is too great to acknowledge, let alone comprehend.
So we tell stories. We read stories, write them, consider them and like them, or not. Simply ways, simple ways, to limit the All to that which can be understood.”
― Epoch Awakening
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