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Aug. 23rd, 2008
You get days like yesterday, full of ups and one incredible down.
And then you get today, with a couple of downs but one incredible up.
( Behind here )
Other moments:-
- Thinking about the authors![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lucien_soulban, innocent_man, weaver42, jesshartley and dandelionclock. Thinking how each author has his style, and thinking that innocent_man's is most reminiscent of roleplaying in Ray Bradbury's America.
Remembering the line "Even trees rent by lightning may bear new fruit" from the Code of Ananda and remembering that the Code was written bysatyrblade.
Remembering every single one of the ten commandments of the Code of Ananda, and realising that I still knew them off by heart even though I haven't thought about the Cult of Ecstasy for years.
Reading about the Rite of Summoning Lucifuge Rofocale in the middle of St Peter's Church By The High Cross, the little church in the centre of Chester where they used to muster for pilgrimages to Rome. Yes, I was reading a book on summoning The Devil in a church.
It might have more than its share of dreams crushed like bugs under the wheels of a truck, but damn my life has its moments.
Addendum: I just texted her now. And she responded. Only briefly, but she did respond. Let's hope this is the start of something fun.
And then you get today, with a couple of downs but one incredible up.
( Behind here )
Other moments:-
- Thinking about the authors
lucien_soulban, innocent_man, weaver42, jesshartley and dandelionclock. Thinking how each author has his style, and thinking that innocent_man's is most reminiscent of roleplaying in Ray Bradbury's America.Remembering the line "Even trees rent by lightning may bear new fruit" from the Code of Ananda and remembering that the Code was written by
satyrblade.Remembering every single one of the ten commandments of the Code of Ananda, and realising that I still knew them off by heart even though I haven't thought about the Cult of Ecstasy for years.
Reading about the Rite of Summoning Lucifuge Rofocale in the middle of St Peter's Church By The High Cross, the little church in the centre of Chester where they used to muster for pilgrimages to Rome. Yes, I was reading a book on summoning The Devil in a church.
It might have more than its share of dreams crushed like bugs under the wheels of a truck, but damn my life has its moments.
Addendum: I just texted her now. And she responded. Only briefly, but she did respond. Let's hope this is the start of something fun.
