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Thunderstorm wrote:According to Wikipedia, Wakanda is located in Northeastern Africa. Its exact location and neighboring countries have changed over the years, leading many to believe it may not actually exist.
Pretty great post.
When you're as good as Chael, you can only call out people worse than you.
S.F. Jude Terror wrote:World of Winterfolk should be an MMORPG.
It'd be huger than Skyrim.
"I have my heroes, but no one knows their names" - Sons of the Desert
Strict31 wrote:I'm not sure that combining the nigh-uncontrollable power of LOLtron with the Nacireman is a good idea. Some years from now, when mankind is on the verge of extinction, we'll be able to look back and remember this moment, and say, "DANG."
Ntikrst wrote: I want to help mankind reach enlightenment by overcoming the Confusion of Tongues that we were cursed with in Babel ages ago when humanity built the Tower to ascend to Heaven and commune with our Lord.
Eighteen years ago, I had a powerful dream where I was visited by ethereal beings who defied classification. I literally could not visually perceive them, they were just a digitized blur inside my brain. It was easily the most terrifying dream I ever had; I felt so completely undone and insignificant in their presence in a way that no person or wild animal could ever make me feel. As I sat there, dumbfounded, I barely had the presence of mind to ask myself, "why can't I see them?" and immediately I knew "I wasn't allowed to perceive them because I lacked the capacity to do so without suffering brain damage." I was astonished by how sure I was of that answer, like as sure as how to spell my name.
As soon as I asked myself the next question "How am I so sure?" I was aware that the information was placed in my brain, uploaded so to speak, directly by these beings because that's how telepathy works. There's no voice, no conversation just the instantaneous transfer of information from one brain to the next. The last thing I remember asking was "what do they want from me?" Once again I knew that they wanted me to fulfil my goals of becoming an artist so that I may be one of many agents in "the field" who are working to bring about change by challenging the status quo and stimulating conversation among the people.
The Lord can lead us to water but People can't be made to think. Only Art can do that and that's why they always use artists and amateur scientists who are liberated from accepted Groupthink by Objective Perception. That was the last thing I remembered about the dream and I haven't had another one since.
So, needless to say, I was inspired. Of course, I don't plan on changing the world by rambling on the internet, I have a 240 page comic book to get that ball rolling. Rambling on the internet allows me an opportunity to hone my argument beforehand while my editor irons out the last typos and some of the placeholder text before it's released next month.
I'm sure I'll get lots of push back for my views but that's the way it goes when individuals challenge the establishment.
ah, that makes sense. this whole spiel is all just publicity for your upcoming comic book!
master ra's al ghul wrote:we sacked rome, loaded trade ships with plague rats, burned london to the ground. every time a civilization reaches the pinnacle of its decadence, we return to restore the balance.