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The gods come and go, but the Dream is Endless. I follow only the mysteries, for in mystery is magic. Magic also in love, and in those things for which we have no words, and for which the words have been forgotten, uncreated, undiscovered and overlooked.

True genius comes through the recognition and acceptance of the horror that is Truth. But to seek this is not to seek and answer, but The Question. Answers follow questions as sunset follows day: both are inevitable and terrifying to the small mind.

One cannot help what they forget. What is important is what is remembered. Make a skill of remembrance. A great Indian chief once said, "I take nothing but memories, leave nothing but footprints." Life is a constant series of comings and goings, beginnings and ends. All this in the one, everlasting moment that can only be grasped through affirmation. You are alive, nothing else is important. And then you die, and then nothing else is important, save that path that follows this one.

Be cautious in your prayers and worship; choose well. I, for one, answer only to the lords of crossroads, of night, of Chaos and dream, story and blood and the stolen light of the dead moon, maiden, mother and crone, question and answer, sovereign and slave, confidant and enemy. Every coin has two sides, every life two stories. Every path forks, but ends the same. I believe everything, for nothing is true. I believe nothing, for everything is true. This, too, must pass.

Not drunk enough; today sucked. I need to go for a walk, should speak in whispers to Gaia and Diana--I will have no business with Helios. We parted ways long ago, the light and I. I will live in shadow, tread in darkness, and try to speak none but the Truth, though that, too, is Lie.

Ave atque vale.
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