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Author Q&A / Whence the Inchoroi?
« on: July 18, 2016, 05:15:37 pm »
"Why are they on Earwa?" I suspect is a question that will be answered in TUC. But what kind of world did they come from? No sorcery, yet they apparently had some kind of understanding of the Outside and Damnation. Is that a 'science gone too far' kind of thing?

Author Q&A / Mimara and false prophecies
« on: July 05, 2016, 09:01:07 am »
Near as I can recall, the only prophecy we know of (outside of, arguably, the WLW's path, though I wouldn't call that a prophecy), is the return of an Anasurimbor.

1. How could one distinguish between false and true prophecies? I mean, yanno...before they actually happen.

2. Have we yet come across anything in the texts that would indicate what a prophecy regarding Mimara and the Judging Eye entails?

General Misc. / HTDA - The Space In Between (Nonman song)
« on: June 28, 2016, 11:04:55 pm »
Seeing a new member's name (The Spaces Between) triggered memory of this song by Trent Reznor and his wife's band How To Destroy Angels (already, what a TSA kind of name).  I'm sure it's coincidence, but also wouldn't surprise me if one of them was a fan. Some of these lines are just perfect from a Nonman perspective:

All our blood lying on the floor
   Sense the crowd expecting something more.
   Opened up, proudly on display,
   What we try so hard to hide away

   Blinding light illuminates the scene
   Try to fill the spaces in between

   Arms entwined in our final pose
   Narrative drawing to a close
   Still remain the things we couldn't kill
   In your eyes I can see it still
   How we choose the framing of the scene
   Hate begins to spill across the screen
   Blinding light illuminates the scene
   Try to fill the spaces in between
And the song -

General Earwa / the No-God, the Logos, and Zen Koans
« on: February 08, 2016, 07:39:49 pm »
So I was reading about zen koans and came across these quotes through wiki:
Huà-tόu is literally translated as “word head” but is also translated as “critical phrase”.  Before the term was appropriated by Zen teachers it was used to refer to the main idea of a literary passage.  In Zen, it refers to the nature of the origin or source of a thought, word, or phrase that arises in one’s mind, or, more poetically, to “the mind before it is stirred”.

All hua-tous have one thing in common.  See if you can figure out what it is from these six common ones:
Now tell me some of this don't strike you as familiar:
Who is it who now repeats the Buddha's name? TELL ME
Who is dragging this corpse about? WHAT DO YOU SEE
What is this?
What is it?
What was my original face before my father and mother were born? WHO AM I
and further:
Hua-tou practice is about looking deeply into the nature of being by asking ourselves an open-ended question which we lock into our brains and return to again and again.  The objective is not to answer it, but to play with it, letting it taunt, tease, and torment us.
I looked up koans because I heard about this idea that in some styles of zen buddhism, the whole point of a koan is to present such an absurdist notion, that by meditating deeply enough on it causes the conscious mind to itself enter a state of absurdism.  From the wiki:
A koan is a story, dialogue, question, or statement, which is used in Zen practice to provoke the "great doubt" and test a student's progress in Zen practice.
Not just a destruction of meaning, but an embracing, or maybe even a becoming, of that destruction. An especially significant act in a world that is, by the author's words, the story of someone bringing meaninglessness to a meaningful world.

So all that is just what I wanted to put out there for everyone to consider, because I believe the parallels are too close to ignore.

It made me think of the Dunyain 'The logos is without beginning or end'. A significant declaration. A statement. And in that - whelming cycle? - we see Kellhus go through, it ends with 'The' repeated, which is declarative in itself (I think - some of you guys are so into linguistics, I don't want to look like an asshole).

If we treat each progressive cycle of the 'logos' mantra like a statement or an answer, or an understanding, and everything said by the No-God as a question, or a blindness...

Are the Dunyain (or just Kellhus) the answer to the No-God?

And what's the self-certainty that the No-God denies when it exists, to the point that souls can't be brought into this world?

OK OK OK I gotta stop just to put this out to you guys.

Introduce Yourself / Hi Folks
« on: October 25, 2013, 12:44:46 am »
I found this forum the usual way, looking for more SA information.  Prince of Nothing was suggested on another board in a thread about 'what to do while you wait for TWoW', and one quick torrent away, I read it on my phone at work for a few days.  Plowed through TWP, then halfway through TTT I realized I should just buy these books.  Read the rest, found this place which made me reread TTT, then the entire series again, and now I sometimes open up a favorite scene.  I love world building in any kind of media, and this place where reason and magic completely overlap just presses a needle right into that love.

(And then he shat down a pit.)

So now that I'm caught up on most of this forum too, I feel like it's cool to post my own brand of crackpottery.  And here's perhaps my favorite aphorism (I love Ajencis, but Memgowa had a way with things):

"Souls can no more see the origins of their thought than they can see the backs of their heads or the insides of their entrails. And since souls cannot differentiate what they cannot see, there is a peculiar sense in which the soul cannot self-differentiate. So it is always, in a peculiar sense, the same time when they think, the same place where they think, and the same individual who does the thinking. Like tipping a spiral on its side until only a circle can be seen, the passage of moments always remains now, the carnival of spaces always sojourns here, and the succession of people always becomes me. The truth is, if the soul could apprehend itself the way it apprehended the world -- if it could apprehend its origins -- it would see that there is no now, there is no here, and there is no me. In other words, it would realize that just as there is no circle, there is no soul.

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