“All Were Always Intercepted.”
The Body Is The Vessel , Let it move.
The Mind Is The Translator, Let it know.
The Essence is You, Let it free.
—Sorcières de coeur
The Day Of Magicians, The Day Everyone Was There
Vaskerry: I always thought it was impossible.
Human: To reach the goal?Asclepius: Because of infinity it is often impossible to reach the goal, however humans forget that their little piece of magic they’ve got left allows them to shift events from infinity to something finite and something finite into infinity, what the heart desires.
Human: Before I was brought into this cruel game of uncertainty, what was I thinking and what did I live for?
Vaskerry: Ehhh , you don’t remember anymore?
Human: I cannot say I do… I guess I do understand how you can forget things in a thousand years now, how many years have we been in this game?
Vaskerry: Almost a thousand now.
Human: Haha, we certainly have control over everything and we sometimes forget that. Guess in that sense everybody is a bit of a sorcerer , right?
Vaskerry: Well, they still won’t be able to play at my level!
Asclepius: If everyone believed, everyone would be happy. But humans tend to be forgetful beings and vindictive, they forget about those who love em’ and they forget that love is still there … and well, they are vindictive towards negative emotions bringing a turmoil of negative emotions towards the world.
Human: In the end is how far we really want to go , not where anyone or somebody wants us to go. If my dream is to place my feet under snow in an Alaska Snowfield… then it is my dream and in the end it is all my bunch of happiness to do so… but we often look for happiness outside… right?
Vaskerry: Like pigs wanting to eat bacon i’d say. If you’re technically bacon, why would you want to eat bacon?
Asclepius: And there are…
Human: bits of happiness in whatever we do. Yeah. Happiness is not location or an object, but an essence that is scattered across everything and everybody. You can’t find something that cannot be found.
Asclepius: Just as there are infinite ways to be sad , there are infinite ways to be happy. Humans are silly to forget that. And with their own reasoning and logic they cut off the knots of possibilities and encage themselves in a prison of despair.
Human: In the end it is really our fault isn’t it?
Vaskerry: I wouldn’t really blame ya. The system can be really blinding at times… it’s like if you’re not even there to begin with , like you’re being pulled with strings and nothing that you do really makes sense.
Human: And that’s the hurtful part , but it doesn’t really hurt… but it is more like awkwardness, you’d like to make everybody understand… but they don’t get it, because nobody believes how simple and easy it is.
Vaskerry: But then there’s hope.
Human: Haha, you really surprise me sometimes. The “absolutist red-slaughterer” talking about hope.
Vaskerry: I can talk about whatever I want, hope allows to believe that there will be people to understand and people we will be able to talk to, even if it’s once every hundred-thousand years, there will be people.
Asclepius: Like you for example , you believed in us that is why it was possible for us to appear before you.
Human: Though it exists the probability that you’re delusions… well, i’m sorry to tell that probability that it is my belief that you do exist and that your magic is real. Because it all falls into that , what you believe and what you do not believe.
Asclepius: And I can prove my existence. No Human can prove their existence.Vaskerry: And I too can prove my existence. No Human can prove their existence.
Human: Who would have thought that all those beatings of logical and reasoning would lead to this ? … I eventually thought I was going insane at times.
Asclepius: People follow things because they are looking for a place to go, even if they don’t really know what place they really want to go… which is a little bit odd if you think about it ,alas there are alot of contradiction and holes in human patterns, reasoning and behavior… at times it is simple to think how humans are the only thing that are valid that yet contradict itself in the whole planet. The wonders of a limitless and infinite little brain cloud.
The other problem is…
Vaskerry: I want to say it, I wanna say it, pleaseeee!
Asclepius: You sure can be childish at times…
Vaskerry: This journey has ended a thousand years ago. It serves no purpose for the one that knows the whole extend of this journey is YOU. The reader who’s eyes right now pass through this inked letters has nothing to gain… if so very little, so little that it gets lost in infinite interpretations of what really was the meaning of the journey.
Human: A tad cruel, but it is true. We humans tend to do that, fill the gaps and holes with whatever we please so it fits our cause and we believe we are doing something “right” because often the things we didn’t control went all wrong… still , filling the gaps and holes with whatever content you desire, what your mind speaks is disortion of the truth therefore it is not a truth but a self-fiction so you can feel good about yourself…
Asclepius: So reader , this journey has ended… what have you learned?
Vaskerry: So dear~reader , tell me softly all the gaps you filled and things you forced fitted into the throat of truth so it would fit you?
Human: You sure need to think of all the truth you’ve altered so that it fits you… I mean , it’s not about creating your own truth and living with it… but you sure have distorted a lot of things. If I brought them all together as they really are, would you survive or would your mind collapse?
Vaskerry: Kihihih
Asclepius: In the infinity of reasoning , just because you’re fuctional doesn’t mean you’re not delusional. Please understand that. There is a chance that you’ve dilluted reality so much that even though you’re fuctional… well, it is still all a big lie, the lie you’re comfortable with.
Vaskerry: Oh and remember, no matter what you’re saying about us being the true delusion or whatever we can’t hear you. This also being an event taking place in the past and only being able to be replayed from one point to an end point makes it classify as a “separate world” or like trying to argue with a videotape… which if you are would put you in a really bad position here.
Human: We’re just trolling you for a change, I mean , I was toyed, beat up and slaughtered endlessly before, so for a change we thought we would attack you directly rather than indirectly. :)
Asclepius: Even though we are just trolling you, that doesn’t mean the statements above are rendered rather ineffective ,the truth never changes no matter the argument or light shining upon it.
Vaskerry: Discovering your own truth is not disorting those around you to fit you… That would be like sayin’ that the culprit is really innocent and that there is no culprit but the crime was not an accident either. It falls into a logic error. However you can use alternative methods to unfold who the culprit is and how he did it, it is valid and if it unfolds the truth then it is a truth method. Usually similar to life, there are repeating factors or clues which the ultimate truth left behind so that it can be discovered, just like all the not-so-big-truths left behind so they can be discovered, you know , otherwise there would be no purpose to the detective if a crime is perfect, thus the story collapses, thus the genre collapses and simultaneously life itself would collapse being purposeless in that sense.
Being Forgetfulness, Ignorance the accomplices and you perhaps being the culprit.
And they say the mystery genre lacks substance… tsk tsk tsk.
Asclepius: And if you still do not believe in anything so far, there is so little we can do to make someone believe in something.
Human: We’ve talked about this before, when I didn’t believe… though perhaps I’m pretty sure I always believed, but negation of what is thought to be real can be very bad and poisonous towards dreams ,fantasy or fiction. Alas, who was I to determine what was real and what was not ,when did the universe gave me that right?
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Human: At this point, believe it or not, do think what you want… but I think of what you think as reality, the most unusual fiction ever , all this magic and ideas that started from day one were made to be more real and senseful than all those things I thought to exist in the human world which in the end were smoke that was cleared with the neverending sun… not because one thing replaced the other, but just because in my world now that is the way things are,
the way my journey ends for a thousand years, eternity and for infinity
And if I can do magic, well, what do you think?
What do you believe in to begin with?
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At what point you do determine something is real or not?
In the end, you’re your own limitation aren’t yah?
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I mean, you possibly can’t accept something you reject at the same time.
It’s called Logic Error.
And <The only clue to the existence of logic errors is the production of wrong solutions.>
Ahhh- It’s fun when you think you’re journeying but that journey was just the dream of the end of the journey, therefore I was journeying at a dream of something that was always there. It’s been always there. It’s been fun. And if the journey has ended, well , i’m sitting here on the finish line, what happens if I erase it?
—The Journey
Why don’t I do an amazing display of magic before you? If I showed you a video , you would believe it would be a montage. If I showed you a photograph, you would believe it is fixed. If somebody told you, you would believe it to be lies. If I did it before your eyes you would believe it to be a sleight of hand… if a sleight of hand is not conceivable you will begin to question your sanity. I will not play a game that ends in my loss without no chance of winning, or do you display your loving and loved when you know you’ll be rejected with absolute certainty?
—1,000 Year Sorcerer Thought Of Why Not
Why did it have to happen this year? If it had been a year later or a year before, none of this would have happened. Was it fate? , Was it God? Now we’re locked endlessly in this year, these 3 days. I never thought I would wonder so much, … for I never make it through the night of October the 5th. I am killed. How many days did I let slip by, those days I took for granted and I’d wish back and do something with my life.”
You see the detective usually does not know with certainty that is the solution to the crime. But he sees the evidence to point out together and bring up the most reasonable solution, the most logical solution in accordance to the evidence. BUT he CANNOT know for CERTAIN that is the way in which it HAPPENED.
—The Logical Assumption
”Grant pardon to a prisoner after five years, He will thank you and leave. Grant pardon to a prisoner after a thousand years, He will likely not accept the pardon and stay. Time can flow more sticky and slow than honey, time can’t soften time and certainly time can’t lick time off itself, once it settles in.
—Because we’ve lived for a thousand year.
How do you tear fiction away from reality if reality is just a widely accepted solid fiction?
—Sevunsu Wedges
It doesn’t matter if its truth or illusion, EVERYTHING in this world was an illusion before it became truth, you can either choose to live by accepted illusions that aren’t yours or really prove yourself human and forge your own illusions and make them truth. You either throw your dice in your gamble or let someone else throw it for you, it is still your gamble for happiness and the payoff will be only for you. What will you do?
—The Last Conductor
