Random rant and screens from DARK TEMPLAR

[rockingmtranch]

:-o After considerable time, a original dream. Something new and interesting. this is promising.

Yep...curiouser and curiouser.

[DARK TEMPLAR]

Twas promising indeed, alas, seemed to have been a one time thing. Was really looking forward to seeing it again, maybe even a continuation instead of the regular stuff. Oh well.

[DARK TEMPLAR]

There is one thing I like about being sick and feverish. The half lucid state of being, interesting stuff happen then. Found myself making up an eulogy for me as if I was another person, music never sounds that awesome and the dreams, whatever bit I can recall, crazier than ever.

[Nightwatch]

Not quite uncommon, I'd say. In fact, it said that some composers, philosophers and scientists had made break-throughs in their long term stagnated works while they were feverish. Mind seems to travel longer and further at such times, sometimes with positive effects as well.

[rockingmtranch]

The Native Americans used to force themselves into those states. Usually through fasting but I think some mushrooms may have helped .

[Nightwatch]

The Native Americans used to force themselves into those states. Usually through fasting but I think some mushrooms may have helped .

Yeah... as the saying goes, things appear differently through the eyes of the mushrooms! LOL I guess, it wouldn't be bad idea if politicians were obliged by law to consume some of those mushrooms.

[DARK TEMPLAR]

Time quietly ticks away
Flies by us unnoticed
From its merciless touch none escape
Everything around us is in constant change
From the shadows of time rise languages and cities of grand
Only to fade once again in to the oblivion of history
From the old but ashes remain and from the ashes new shall arise
Order turns to chaos and chaos once again into order
The bus of life speeds mercilessly
While we reminisce yesterday, tomorrow has already arrived
So we drift in the invisible rapids of time
Day after day, year after year
Hoping to one day reach the sea of eternal tranquillity

[rockingmtranch]

Time quietly ticks away
Flies by us unnoticed
From its merciless touch none escape
Everything around us is in constant change
From the shadows of time rise languages and cities of grand
Only to fade once again in to the oblivion of history
From the old but ashes remain and from the ashes new shall arise
Order turns to chaos and chaos once again into order
The bus of life speeds mercilessly
While we reminisce yesterday, tomorrow has already arrived
So we drift in the invisible rapids of time
Day after day, year after year
Hoping to one day reach the sea of eternal tranquillity

Or at least the puddle of peace

[DARK TEMPLAR]

Or at least the puddle of peace

The universe should at least let us have that much

Being bored really is a pain in the neck sometimes, while to ponder on such things can be interesting, it often leaves one in...well more or less in a similar situation as the emot in the beginning of this sentence, least it does not manifest in a physical manner.

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They said that I should make you go away, I disagreed with their opinion, it has been a while since I have been able to talk to someone.
You appear to have some questions, come then, I shal answer them to the best of my abilities.
I assure you, there is no need for that, besides you would end up causing more harm to yourself than to me.

The first thing you are probably wondering about is why nobody else besides you noticed me, in fact I am surprised that you did. Sadly, truth be told, I do not remember why, but it has been this way for a long time now. I think I used to be able to control it, alas that time has now faded into the oblivion of time.
Who, what am I? *sigh* But old man wandering about. And I have been walking for a long time now … for so very, very long … alone.
I did once, before I became what I am now. It has no importance now
Yes, very. I was old when you people were still in infancy
No. Mortal, very much so, just really old.
I was once like you but then … the contract. Now I walk and observe … for all eternity … all alone.
Why everything of course, what else is there for me to do. I come and go in silence, noting all I see and hear up here. True the memory is not what it used to be and there may be one screw too many loose up there but you try living over … what was that term again, you have to excuse, I have had no need to pay attention to the passage of time … ah yes, there we go, ten thousand millennia or so and not go a little bit insane. The things I have seen. The firstborn and their offspring. I wonder if the brothers are still fighting, I have not seen them recently.
There are hardly any other meanings to that word, although I do acknowledge that the concept of eternity is rather difficult to fathom. I have long since abandoned that attempt, it serves no purpose other than to drive men mad.
Gods? Hah. You amuse me young one. There are many of us out there but we are all alone, if there ever were gods then they abandoned us long ago, though entities exist with powers greater than yours, here and elsewhere and when. You have seen many. By mans definition of deities, I guess you could call them lesser gods, immortals and entities who can affect the very fabric of existence. They are by no mean gods however.
As in I do not count … years, for me recently could be last year or a thousand years, I make no real distinction. Time passes by and I keep walking in the shadows and observing … I do apologise, it really does get lonely sometimes.
I think it may have been part of the contract, although it was not always like this … I think … before I forgot who I was, where I came from. It did not last however, something happened, I think it was the younger brother who was responsible … I can not blame him however, he does not know anything else.
No, it all still up there, I just do not know how to find it all. There are so many things in there, it is difficult to find specific details.
That only now occurs to you. How could I answer you before you could even actually ask anything. One can learn quite a number of things given enough time and I … I have had nothing but time.
Thank you, it was nice talking to you. Rest now and forget … forget all the horrors you have had to live with day after day.
I really did enjoy this talk we had, perhaps it was because you remind me of someone I once cared about. Well … goodbye now.
now if you will excuse me, it is 5 A.M in the mornin

[DARK TEMPLAR]

*looks around*

These lands they are harsh
Cold at times is its embrace
Yet this land, it has brought me up
Taught me the ways of the land
Taught me to survive, taught me to live
These lands they are ancient
To the test of time they have withstood
This earth remembers still the eons gone by
The scars from disasters long since forgotten
The countless wars and the lives lost
These lands they have endured it all
Just as I have thanks to its teachings


I am destined to walk an eternity
The roads are difficult and the burdens heavy
In silence and solitude I wander the earth
I walk and observe, through the time
The world ever moving, ever changing
The journey is argues and never-ending
I have walked this road f since before you were young
And I will continue to walk it after you are but dust
Through the eternity I roam with silence as my only friend


I am the dark soul that dwells in the ancient forests so deep
The one who wanders among the shadows in the dead of night
The apparition in your dream you dread to meet
The ever-present watcher in the dark corners of your mind
In the silence you shal hear me whisper
In the corners of your eyes shal you see glimpses of me
I am the paranoia gnawing at your mind
I am all that you fear
Before your worst nightmare, you are powerless


The daemons of insanity fallow my every step
For years I have kept them at bay
But my will grows weaker with each passing year
The bars holding the gates are giving way
Soon the hounds will come and the madness shal consume me

Being bored is

[Nightwatch]

Good readings, enjoyable. Keep them coming.

[DARK TEMPLAR]

Some time a ago, I got a request from a acquaintance, a request that due to lack of personal experience left me in a bit of a loss, however "might as well give it a try" I thought.
Came up with this


As time goes on, people come and go
So we spend most of our time walking alone
But to walk alone in this life is difficult
So we seek the light and warmth of others
To help guide us and share the hardships
At times the paths of our lives cross with others
People, who appear as kindred spirits
Someone with whom we might be able to share this life
Life however is unpredictable,
We know not if this is fated to last or crumble
And slip from our hands like sand flowing through our fingers
Even though we seek others, with our hearts so fragile, we fear the loss
The dilemma before me a heavy one
Do we go forth together or keep walking alone

Apparently it fulfilled its intended purpose, which is good I suppose.
There was a fallow up request, not worth even trying though, for it required knowledge a bystander could never have, unless perhaps a literary genius on the specific field or an actual empath.

[DARK TEMPLAR]

Ramble, ramble, madness, ramble ... rather voiceful and contradictory to ones regular state of being ... clueless as to why.
Also, a request to remove the above post. In hindsight worth less than initially thought.


Everyone knows the 'soul', rare artefact can fix you up better than any doctor given enough time to rest, minor wounds disappear as quickly as they appear.
There are rumours however of a powerful artefact, even greater than the soul. They say that it is the very reason why some of the monolith are so damn difficult to drop. Those exos can be of great assistance but not even that could save you from a 12 gauge to the torso at point blank range or a AP sniper round to the head.
The 'eye of god' some have come to call it.
Could be utter hogwash but it sure as hell would explain why the bastards just won't stay down.

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Some say that the centre holds a cornucopia of artefacts and that lying deep within is the mystical wish granting monolith, some say that is all myths, lies, ramblings of madmen and it is most likely just like any other part of this godforsaken hellhole.
There is some truth to some of the stories. Indeed many have tried to reach there ... few however ever did and even fewer came back. Those poor souls, those few, who managed to find their way back, were never the same. They may have answered their names but the person was different or missing entirely leaving them staring at you with a empty gaze.
All they ever talked about was the centre and what a magnificent place it was ... constantly trying to entice others to go there, like there weren't enough young fools already.
Dead men walking … ‘counterparts’ some of older stalkers called them ... none of them stayed alive long after returning, people would often find them in a ditch somewhere, face-down in a puddle of their own fluids, hands reaching toward the north.
Whatever truly lies there is no good to anyone.

[DARK TEMPLAR]

Pripyat is already a nasty place in on itself, what with all the monolith and its extensive mutant populous but at least you can evade those if you are lucky.
The worst danger however is an unique anomaly, travelling from building to building ... the infinite hallway.
Every once in a while you can hear stray transmissions that leak out, people begging for help, slowly going insane, dying of starvation or dehydration.

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Pripyat is already a nasty place in on itself, what with all the monolith and its extensive mutant populous but at least you can evade those if you are lucky.
The worst danger however is an unique anomaly, travelling from building to building ... the infinite hallway.
You may think ’surely it’s not much worse than the bubbles’ but there you are wrong, bubbles merely displace you and then you can be on your merry way once you learn how to avoid them ... that however does not hold true for the hallway, once you step in, you can never get out
Every once in a while you can hear stray transmissions that leak out, people begging for help, slowly going insane, dying of starvation or dehydration.


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Not quite sure which version is better

[rockingmtranch]

Second one.

[Nightwatch]

Agreed

[DARK TEMPLAR]

It may have all been a freak incident, but does life have a meaning, an end goal?
Many want it to be something special, they seek it in science or in religion.
But perhaps life exists simply for life’s sake, its goal: to keep its flame lit in the ever-changing cosmic winds.
And if there is one thing, which we can always be sure of: everything changes, always.
It is up to life in its endless variety to find a way to survive within the ever-shifting parameters.
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A thought, that requires some refinement still, but this form will do for now.

[DARK TEMPLAR]

So, here I am
*takes drink from the bottle*
You never did take this place seriously enough, you goofy bastard, could have at least given me a ’heads up’. Ah well, no point in lamenting over it, eh?
You better stay there now, you hear, I’d hate to put you back down.
Yeah*sigh*, here I am, alone once more. Well ... you have a good rest then ...
*takes another swig from the bottle and pours the rest on the ground beside him*
... remember, us stalkers get to heaven outside the line.
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Upon pondering on this picture
http://i.imgur.com/szW04Gn.jpg