Life comes in labels. Not just the people you see around you, the creatures and the plants in the forests you take for granted, but also in the thoughts you have in your head. You don't classify them because they never leave your head. But some people classify them. The Real thoughts, they are based in reality, the closest you get to true. The Surreal are like the Real, only altered, made vague and twisted. The Unreal are straight from imagination, imagined realities.
Saturday, May 31, 2014
The Infinite Trifecta
There are three people in this galaxy that you do not fuck with:
Masquerade, the Information Broker, as his knowledge is infinite;
Achamian, the Mandate Grandmaster, as his understanding is infinite;
and Ahramayav, controller of the Infinite Chorus, as his cruelty is infinite.
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