Hiding myself in water.

Down by the watership, a town stands without an abbey. Furnace and stove, oven and grilled, smoke rises on the horizon. Nine lives for the feline, none for unmentionable objects. The tune turns thunder inside my head.

Choosing to live and let live, become life and reborn, half and whole, hole without edges or land line markers. Time progresses above your eyebrows.

The silence of the mind keeps churning.

You grind the flour into corn, you grind the teeth to dust and the agony of a dentist, you grind reputation for yet another useless faction that fractures the fraction you’ll forget come the next expansion.

Beyond treks past darkness and sunlight, you face mountains and cliffs without your Shepard. Musk and music mix and blend, create artificial light bulbs to intense incense playing with your fingertips. Husk. Husk. Do not be the dried one.
Streams of steam hunkering down the waterfall, cliffing the airfield away and on to purple. Church bells clime and dime with forgotten currencies of the many.

I do not speak for the Empire.

I stand apart.

I stood in rain. I stood in pits. I stood in falls.

Standing, giving gifts.

The gift of giving brings joy to the heart.

Crooked front teeth at the band member fronting the font. Fountain.

Unstimulated intellect.

Concrete mother.

Do you desire the one you cannot have?

The butterfly transformation, part one.

It's official!

You may now address me as R. Why? Because it is my legal name. One application successfully done and approved.

I'm fairly certain that this is still on the caterpillar stage, but I am no longer just a larva. When the future will bring the metamorphosis to physical change.

Butterflies go through four stages in life that are considered to be great mysteries. They are real survivors even with life’s many twists and turns. Butterflies have been able to adapt and make it through unimaginable obstacles. Butterflies are holometabolous, experiencing a complete metamorphosis, or in other words, a complete change in body form. They begin life as a larva and pupate into an immobile state and emerge as a butterfly, looking nothing like their pre-pupated state.

Butterflies go through a really amazing metamorphosis when being transformed from a caterpillar to an adult. The process inside the chrysalis is very intense. The insect’s body basically is liquefied by digestive fluids and the body is restructured using specialized formative cells. This process is called histogenesis, in which undifferentiated cells are used to build different body tissues. This is similar to the building of tissues that can be done with stem cells in other animals.
Regina Cutter Edwards

Mother of Ninkas

If traverse deep within the Nomiverse, you find a heart. This heart is guarded, not by orcs, but of variation.

One day, the Mother of the Ninkas passed by. She did not think much of it, as there are many strange and wonderful things within the Nomiverse, some more social, some more hidden. The heart itself was odd enough, so not a lot knew where to look for it – it had a mind and a will of its own. It also tended to change locations often rather than seldom.

The Mother of the Ninkas payed no attention to the heart. She was out for a stroll in the dark woods of the homeland, sometimes moonlit, sometimes twilight, sometimes dusk and sometimes morning light. The dark woods of the homeland stretched out far and it was quite easy to get lost there.

The Mother of the Ninkas did not become lost.

Past the dark woods of the homeland rises a tower. 

In the other direction mountains make their mark on the horizon.

The Mother of the Ninkas did not seek either of them, so she continued on her own, invisible path.

The Mother of the Ninkas did not appear to be tired from walking so much.

…and at long, long last, the Mother of the Ninka come home to her cave, went inside, and was greeted by the soft yapping of the newborn Ninkas. The Mother of the Ninkas cuddled the newborn Ninkas and assured the newborn Ninkas that the world was big, that the Mother of the Ninkas was here now and that three kings would come in the name of Anton.

German cars in winter.

The sound of a roaring engine cut the clear air and silence away. Snow fell from naked branches. Silently, a text came together.

Hello, dear reader.

I know I’ve been silent for quite some time now. There are reasons for that. Some of those reasons are not going to be fully, or even remotely, explored here.

I’d like to address the US election.

While not an American myself, I am part of the world at large. Shaken, to put it mildly. Scared, to be honest.

Having recently come across another one who dips into the practice of sharing words with strangers on the web at large, I’ll link the post that sums up why HRC is the better option.

Funny how you stumble across the most valuable information in strange and unexpected places, isn’t it?

  

He's suave and sophisticated with a deadly edge to him.

Behold, she who thought of

nothing but her own fleeting

pleasure,

shall by her own pleasure be/enslaved.

CS:GO - Ninkas vs. FaZe [Dust2] Map 1 - ESL One Cologne 2017 - Semifinals

- …and we are back here from Cologne for this year’s semi-finals of CS:GO. Lauren, we’ve seen a lot of interesting matches these last days and I’m surprised, actually, astounded, to say that we here face against an unlikely setup: Nomi8 and the newcomers Ninkas up versus the well-established FaZe Clan. Now, I can’t stress this enough – with Fnatic and EnVyUs both knocked out of the fight and with DruMz predicted the most likely to win their test against NiP, can Ninkas land a spot in the finals?

- Alex, you know better than to speculate on how this can go – Ninkas is still very new and they find themselves much like in the position where FaZe started out as, so at this point it could go either way. Besides, we have to leave something to the desk analytics once the match is finished.

- When you say that they find themselves in a similar position as FaZe, Lauren, you mean with being a dynamic and unpredictable, in fact, a complete unknown?

- Precisely, Alex. Now, we’ve seen N7 picking up the pace of the last games and we finally have a sniper who could possible rival even kennyS  - wingS have been holding her own for quite a few struggles.

- Yes, wingS is definitely ice cold when it comes down to it and a key player to keep an eye out for you folks watching the stream.

- …and Nomi8 takes the frag! My god, perfect scope from wingS there, just straight out in the open and aizy’s got nowhere left to run and Nomi just picks him apart. And here comes allu, trying to even it out but he can’t! He misses the shot, walks right back into the smoke and misses all of that spray – what a shame.

- Excellent lineup there from wingS, playing it right into the hands of Nomi8.

- And there goes allu – another wonderful shot from wingS and he’s taken completely by surprise!

- You can say that allu did bring a knife to that fight – such an unfortunate time to swap weapons.

- …lurking around CT spawn there, you can see N7 just waits for it but oh, did rain just run into that?

- Yes, he does and there’s jkaem, trying to back him up but it’s too late! Too late and N7 wastes them both! B is wide open and the bomb goes down, giving Ninkas the lead once more.

- Excellent spray from rain back there, but unfortunately it doesn’t pay off.

- …and now comes the AWPs into play.

- Yes, you can see that wingS have been saving for this, being quite the decent shot from T spawn in the past but can she yes she can and there goes aizy, pinned down. Opens up a lot of options for wait, that’s TWO kills in the first five seconds as allu tries to retaliate but he’s too slow starring down that smoke and wingS picks him off right off the bat!

- Wow, the CTs did not expect that. Two shots and this game is done – they have no chance trying to turn this around now.

- There goes Nokatoshi.

- Typical lurking around, trying to sneak past karrigan and get a peak.

- Oh, you have to give Nokatoshi some slack for having to play it careful here. We’ve seen what good lurkers can do on this map, and Nokatoshi has learned from the best. Besides, karrigan isn't one to fool easily.

 - Aggression on the T side here against B.

- There’s rain, playing the long-shot.

- Oh, nice nade there by leAn, blocking the path, forcing him to retreat.

- And it is followed up by more mind games. I must say, I’m impressed – not a lot of people who’d be willingly to try to outwait rain like this and it’s working so beautifully as they cut him off from behind and there comes the kill. That’s six consecutive games for Ninkas in a row.
- They’re tearing FaZe to shreds here: the CT side has nothing to stand up against them with a broken economy.

- Tactical pause - I think, yes, it is Ninkas. Skorch wants a word with the team.

- Most likely telling them not to get cocky.

- Well, FaZe haven't had that much of a comeback, but it pays to listen to your analyst.

- Quick run towards A here. Nokatoshi taking the lead with leAn and Nomi8 on the tail, N7 poking B to keep FaZe from guessing where they’re going to strike while wingS stray towards the catwalk all by herself.

- It’s funny how Nomi8 always seems to anticipate what Nokatoshi’s going to do even before the move is there.

- Well, I guess it helps being siblings and playing on the same team.

- …wait, what?

- Oh, you didn’t know? Yes, Nomi8 and Nokatoshi have been playing against each other for years, and Nomi has seen a lot of Nokatoshi’s early career first hand, but it wasn’t until the younger went pro that Nomi actually found her team and when Nokatoshi finally left DruMz, his sister was already standing by with a team to take control of.

- Hang on, that sounds remarkable like what karrigan did for FaZe back in the day!

- But it doesn’t help him here as Nomi goes down but is instantly traded for karrigan by leAn, leaving Nokatoshi clear to sprint forward?!

- leAn following up with cover spray, keeping the attention, can we see a – Nokatoshi goes for a bomb plant!

- This is unreal. They have no idea what’s going on and jkaem can’t cross over due to N7’s flash and smoke tactic. We see that allu tries to come around and again finds the cross hair of wingS!

- I think we can safely say that this match belongs to Ninkas. FaZe will have a really hard time trying to climb back up, but we have seen that before. However, the cursed 3/12 still stand against them. We will see if they can do it once we are back from the break.

Naked priest chasing grouse in a marsh.

Welcome to Norwegian news titles.

Yeah.

Slow news day.

Coffee's ready!

Well, for those of you who enjoy coffee, that is. Me? Sure, I can go for a cup of good coffee, but I’m much more of a tea person at heart. Speaking of, I’m now getting back to an older habit of mine. Boiled water, still warm, instead of tea. Refreshing.

Recreating what once was, making it both fashionable and comfortable, appearing high out of a window in the castle tower’s top floor – don’t forget your hat – isn’t that charming?

The pacing of sleep is deliberate.

This serves as the perfect time to introduce the comic that inspired not only the cry FOR SCIENCE! – but also the Castle Renew inspiration – both thanks to a fellow guildie and friend of mine. Marvelous person and storyteller, too.

Wocketa wocketa wocketa.

We are ready to kill right-winged bigots with just a description of our situation.

Name five singers partaking in the following: USA for Africa – We are the World without using the help of the web. Points for each one per the seventh and upwards. May your luck be blessed by Luke.

One additional point for the correct name of the sequel.

No, it’s not the Norse/Danish version currently linked, although the setting gives you a major clue. (Denmark 2005, Norway -06, Sweden -07 and beloved Finland in -08: the mid two with appropriate subtitles, of course – I do not have current and relevant information concerning Iceland, my humblest apologies).

No, clever fans of the picture, it’s not the son of the fifth singer, either. Bonus point if you can name them both. (But that’s beyond unlikely).

Surprised? As am I.

No new year’s day to celebrate. Just the 11^th and the 12^th of April. Despite the rain, of course, and lack of flowers that does not exist in the imaginative mindfulness of the heated heart.

No chocolate covered heart to give away – it belongs to you both, giver of names and snow of the north.

The singer of songs give praise to the sun due to the fact that darkness covers us both.

Welcome, world, to a new change.

Welcome, to rain in November and pretty girls in the mirror.

Every Little Thing She Does… is magic.

It took an hour. An hour and a lifetime.

The tongue of the words spoken, nonexistent to those unknown, tripping inside and outside the United Kingdoms, rose their hooves in salute to bring unity amongst more than this.

Friends.

Dolls. Broken dolls, loved dolls, hugged, lost, borrowed and cornered.

We are the world.

And we’re ready to kill right-winged bigots with just a description of our situation.

Five or ten percent elitism

I’ve met someone awesome. Pure, random chance, of course – and the fine gentleman complimented my English while at work. Called it both classy, upper class and distinct. I may be stretching the latter, but the point still stand. He also happened to enlighten me in something I’m fairly certain a lot of my fellows inhabiting this country do – and that is never feeling that their grasp on the English language is adequate and good enough. I myself find it a perfect description – something I often do say from time to time when using the language of the world – apologizing for not being good enough to the impossible standard. You know what? No more! Instead, I’ll share a bit about our conversation.

We were of the same mind concerning a variety of subjects that ranged from balance to elitism, from governments (same shit, different face) to King and country, from being invisible in a crowd to actively stand out and making others comfortable. This is just a sample selection, as you might imagine: we also talked about roleplay, Star Wars, technology, Brexit, the state of dumbing things down (Americans followed after this – quite the shocker), adaptation and oh so much more.

Masons. Yes, we did touch upon this topic slightly. I was not recommended, per say, as the Gentleman in question didn’t specify whether or not he was part of this group – but I received the hint that I would fit in rather nicely with this particular group. Must admit, I’ve been thinking about this myself a few years back. Upon inquiring why I was not particular fond of the idea, we touched upon the much more intimate discussion of my personal life. I had no qualms in order to be completely honest with him, and he took it exceptionally nonchalantly well – much to my deepest satisfaction, which I did of course not displayed in full.

After almost one and a half hour talking, we exchanged emails. That’s what I’m doing right when I’m done writing this – I’m going to sit down and construct something that could be the draft of what to send to the Gentleman.

.. .

I awake.

My memory is ash.

Flames have been through my head this night.

All that is left is dust.

Burnt dust.

And sot under plastic sheet.

Between cuddling and emotes...

Ninkas of the world, unite!

Early autumn.

The night was warm and filled with peace. I was walking in the streets, passing others by without need to stop, continuing to the destination in your own pace. A light wind made a single, yellow leaf fall ahead of my path. It was one of those evenings that somehow promises perfection and delivers.

Two nights in a row.

Hell froze over for the reunion comeback. Still haven’t listen to them enough to know if the old or new stuff is what I’d prefer. Right now? Take it easy.

On the plus side, pandas are no longer on the endangered species list.

Currently, I cannot endorse it, nor deny its worth.

The pacing is deliberate.

The lift is not a ride.

Angela Merkel once said that a type of Islam that did not stick to the constitution or accept equal rights for women had no place in the country. Meanwhile, the internet is going into overjoy mode due to a King’s speech. In Finland: someone put a chain saw on a flying drone, simply to destroy a lot of snowmen. Because why not.

Ever had Wings? Wings make you feel empowered. Makes you fly.

I have Wings of my own. Mighty Wings o’mine.

Take it easy.

Your non-cover blown lover is safe. Just like family. Sorting through the emotions and hats, finding what was there the entire time…

All due to a convenient timed ex machina.

Dancing in high heels.

This tells you almost nothing about me as a person. It doesn’t even have to be true.

11 past nothing

caught in the middle of a hundred and five
the night was heavy and the air was alive
but she couldn't find how to push through

drove the chevy to the lady but the lady was dry
I'm wasting my time I've got nothing to do
I'd like to change my point of view

another porcupine tree
I wonder

today
I don't believe that anybody feels like I do