Welcome this morning my loyal freethinking cultists. The day is the Moon of Fresh Rain, Song of the Sleeper, Maize’s Day. Today is the Lore Day of The Crippled Scrivener.
Current Projects
- Project 1: Song of Seven- The Solaris Arcuatum Liturgical Pseudepigraphica
- Project 2: Blood Red Dreaming- Core Roles Version 3.0
Thoughts and Musings
Do you hate your job? Do you hate how little control you have over the time you spend at work?
Do you hate how modern life feels hollow and unfulfilling? Do you hate that we are expected to endure toxic workplaces, coworkers and managers, as though the problem were us?
Do you hate that everything we do seems to harm the environment? Do you hate knowing that most of what you buy and use every day was made in horrible conditions by people in other parts of the world? Do you hate feeling helpless as large scale problems pile up all around? Do you hate feeling complicit in the destruction of the world around you? Do you hate feeling trapped?
Because we are trapped. All of us.
We are trapped by walls in our mind. Three key chains hold us prisoner. We are trapped by the lie that there is no alternative to our current way of living. We are trapped by our lack of knowledge and skills which would enable us to live without the world holding us prisoner. We are trapped by the lie that each of us is the only one to think this way.
The prison needs us to feel alone, helpless, and directionless.
But you are none of those things.
Professor Harbinger's School for Villains 