The gunslinger’s litany

I do not aim with my hand. He who aims with his hand has forgotten the face of his father. I am with my eye.

I do not shoot with my hand. He who shoots with his hand has forgotten the face of his father. I shoot with my mind.

I do not kill with my gun. He who kills with his gun has forgotten the face of his father. I kill with my heart.

Destiny

Guardians make their own fate.

Vex Mythoclast-isms:

  • …a causal loop within the weapon’s mechanism, suggesting that the firing process somehow binds space and time into…
  • …the smallest physical switching element modelled by quantum mechanics described by differential equations whose detailed behaviour is captured by numerical approximations represented in computer programs executing on computers composed of… (this is inspired by and massaged from a passage of Doug Hofstadter’s “I Am A Strange Loop”)

    The Hidden Dossier

    It all means one thing. Darkness remembers. Light forgets.

The only way out is a moment of grace. Cooperation, spontaneously and for no reason, after 20 years of war. Forgiveness without cause. Unilateral mercy. Declaring peace.

[The Light] chooses to relieve us of memory’s grief.

This is why the light wipes away memory. It strikes away the pain of the past to break the pattern. To create the possibility of grace. This is why the dark remembers. We need to remember how we were hurt, so we can avoid being hurt again.

We need the Darkness to avoid being preyed upon by those who see Light as an opportunity to feed. But we need the Light too. The Light is the hope of grace through the grace of hope. the possibility to be more (…)

A novice go player has the exact same power to place stones as a 9-dan master. The only difference between them lies in their knowledge and ability to choose.

The question of how to live well in a universe of indifference, cruelty, and deprivation is the ONLY question. The Light does not offer us an afterlife or an otherworldly paradise. It does not give us throne worlds or pocket universes. The Light tells us that paradise is something we have to make here.

The most important thing we can do, the most formidable blow we can strike against our true enemy, is to offer irrational grace: to choose unreasonable hope and unreasoning compassion even if it goes against calculated advantage. It is only by disregarding the logic of mere survival that we can create a possibility of existence outside that logic. So. If they do not offer you a spot at the campfire. If they call you naïve. If they dislike your complaints about the casual violence of the casually violent. If they quote from the Unveiling texts, tell you how the Gardener lost because it always stopped to offer peace, and the Winnower always struck - then ask who they would rather sit at by the fire: Gardener or Winnower.

Never forget that what we achieve together, what we accomplish by leavening Darkness with Light and Light with Darkness, tempering grace with memory, and memory with grace, is quite literally more than the Darkness alone can imagine.

I believe the Traveler simply could not bear to abandon one more infant possibility. So it chose and act of unreasonable grace.

Outer Wilds

This song is new, but I am honored to be a part of it.

PMD EoSky

THAT IS WHY… I WILL TRUST YOU WITH A GIFT. I LEAVE TO YOU… THE FUTURE!

Haikyuu

Talent is something you make bloom. instinct is something you polish. Don’t you ever forget my worthless pride. Because people don’t have wings, we look for other ways to fly. Luck favors the prepared. Yesterday you were the defeated, but what will you become tomorrow?

FFXIV

Urianger: How do we make peace with the dreadful algebra of necessity?

Sanderson

Stormlight

Honour is dead. But I’ll see what I can do. YOU CANNOT HAVE MY PAIN.