Micolus the Colossus

Slowly, but resolutely, the needle pushes its way into my head. Pounding towards my mind. This routinous torture wearing me down. Slowly but resolutely. Crushing me. Oh God how I wish for this headache to stop...

Some, and by some I mean a vast majority of people, claim that one does not need substances in order to enjoy oneself, when in the company of others. They claim that substance users are boring people, because of their apparent need of guising themselves in the haze of chemical affectance.

I've come to find that people in general are boring people.

Boring, because their focus lies elsewhere. Only through compromise may one reach out to one another. Some choose to call it win-win.

I prefer lose-lose...


The daedric heart lies festering and naked before you. Please end its misery! Finish it off! It bears see you no longer.

The well of helm's deep was filled to the brim. Treachery, some may call it.

I prefer necessity...

The Micolan Retreat. Chapter XI of the Siege of Jurak

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Time-Eternity-Never-Life-Death-Existence

Do whatever, for nothing you do may disrupt the great constant. Nothing you may do can interfere with its flawless plan. The future and the past are just different nows.

Thus rendering this command useless, but nevertheless just as it was meant for you to not read this, it was meant for me to write it.

Written by this omnipotent quill. Never shall it yield.

The point is that there is no point. The meaning is the absence of meaning. Do whatever, for thine lusts shall take you wherever. Do whatever, for in this eternal prison you are as free as you may ever be.

Do whatever, for that is what you are meant to do.

Be whoever, for that is whom you are meant to be.

Do whatever, whenever, wherever.

Oh God how I wish for this headache to stop...






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