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  • Words to Read By - Justin Love's Web Site
    are the words of man My god is the sum of all beauty in the world It is not a being It cannot speak so it has no words Now at the moment I think that my philosophical statements are fairly well written and accurate statements of what I believe right now In that sense you could say they are words of god meaning words of beauty but that is it These are the words of man So were Hitler s and the statements of Osama Bin Laden Remember what you are reading To elaborate on that I am not a prophet Don t worship me Don t expect that everything I say is right it s not Don t make me a celebrity And for god s sake don t call this set of beliefs Justinism or something equally silly like that All beliefs are holy Whatever gives a person strength whatever gives him peace and makes him a boon to the world that is what he should believe Faith staring defiantly in the face of reason is a beautiful thing Now if someone believes that his god wants him to go around killing people it might be necessary as a matter of self preservation and the general betterment of the world to try and convince him otherwise But at that point it is as much a matter for the laws of man as anything else To elaborate on that don t go around actively trying to convert people If somebody asks you what you believe by all means tell him but how much of the world s suffering has been because of people hating each other for worshiping god in different ways If a person is happy with his beliefs leave him alone Trying to change someone who

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  • Things I Do Like About Religion - Justin Love's Web Site
    for themselves the programs do teach important things no killing no stealing and no lying to name a few Community At some point I realized that this is something I miss Once a week or more you get together with bunch of people who share at least one common interest You can talk about morality interpretation of any holy books and events going on in the community Before long you

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  • The Waterfall - Justin Love's Web Site
    to throw yourself off cliffs unseen I figured that I mention the small waterfall not far from my home often enough that I should put up some pictures Many thanks to Jenn for bringing along her digital camera These were taken in winter insomuch as we had one so the stream is rather low most of the rocks get covered over after major rain or melting The water was also

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  • Bone Harps - Justin Love's Web Site
    a swan It s very like a gentle woman They placed her on the bank to dry There came harper passing by He made harp pins of her fingers fair He made harp strings of her golden hair He made a harp of her breast bone And straight it began to play alone He brought it to her father s hall And there was the court assembled all He laid the harp upon a stone And straight it begin to play alone And there does sit my father the King And yonder sits my mother the Queen And there does sit my brother Hugh And by him William sweet and true And there does sit my false sister Anne Who drowned me for the sake of a man Bone Harps and other instruments It seems often the case that when a person is wrongfully killed their spirit is unable to rest but also unable to do much about the situation But on some rare occasions by chance or design the body of the deceased is used to craft an instrument This gives the troubled soul a vessel to inhabit and a voice Each soul crafts a song that it plays accompanied by a haunting shadow of the persons former voice be it at random times or at command The song describes the manner of it s death and the guilty party though often in the terms that the soul would have used to refer to the person not always of use a stranger who has made or found the instrument This is the only song or speech that such instruments can play of their own volition although there are some rumors that the souls of former musicians can play music using the normal means of the instrument plucking the harp

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  • Circle Magic - Justin Love's Web Site
    Identification of circles as having not having magical natures This does not impart knowledge of what the nature of the magic is Creation of fragile weak circles Smoke rings water ripples clay rings etc Reading the nature of magic circles This does impart knowledge of what the nature of the magic is Redirection of existing circular movements For example making a wheel reverse its direction Creation use of circles of corporal protection To protect against simple physical attacks i e swords and arrows Beings with high fire scores may be able to break these circles Creation of stronger circles Circles of fire etc Creation use of circles of corporal summoning To summon animals and or entities that normally occur in this sphere Creation of powerful circles Tornadoes waterspouts etc Creation use of circles of instant transport Within the sphere only When the circle is created the creator may specify the requirements for use of the circle i e Only when the creator is present Only one person per use etc Creation use of circles of spiritual protection To protect against attacks from spiritual beings Beings with high water scores may be able to break these circles Creation use of circles of imprisonment To hold and keep animals people entities within Beings with very high fire or water scores may be able to break these circles Creation use of circles of spiritual summoning Summoning the spirits of the dead powerful demons etc Destruction of magic circles of all types Creation of immensely powerful circles Hurricanes volcanoes etc Creation use of time circles A time circle can force the persons within the effect to relive the same set of events repeatedly until a certain result is obtained The goal of the time circle is determined by the creator of the time circle

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  • Decimation Magic - Justin Love's Web Site
    up a small rip in reality and letting a little primal destruction through before the rip quickly closes again increasing magic level increases the strength that is used thus creating bigger rips But the force and energy used to create the rip can only be done in quick bursts with full strength behind it so doing the lower level effects at higher levels well can t be done This is one of the principles that led to it s invention what if a magic only did big stuff When I made up the magic I imagined the effect such a thing would have on the character s home realm It occured to me that it wouuld make castles kind of useless in war so I needed to have the ability to knock a whole in a castle wall at average ability Casting a spell requires at least a minute s concentration perhaps up to five or more would work better for others but one made the story work and a verbal audable incantation The way I do them these incantations tend to call on spirits and forces and such but I have placed the magic as Air baised It has been reduced a science and is taught and practiced by rote learning And there is of course the verbal incantation required These are a little less rote and can be made up on the spot but they have a tendancy to refer to common elements such as destruction hate anger and fire Levels Yes I was very explicit in the magic s abilities Better safe than confuse anybody Break a fragile object glass window cause extreamly minor injury to an average person singed hair and so on Break a sturdy object wooden door obliterate destroy beyond any hope of reconstruction

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  • Endeavor - Justin Love's Web Site
    had found his escape from the war but he still needs to fully escape from his old ways he still sees himself as solely a force of destruction In one realm he traveled through the relatively primative mountain hunter gather people hail him as a dragon slayer He considers them primative fools his blast actually injured and therefor distracted the mage casting an illusion of a dragon Endeavor does not believe himself capable of killing a dragon from what little he knows of them nor does he think mere mortals especially ones in simple realms such as that could command them This made him suspsious of the other mage Although before this feat the people would have distruted and possibly killed him he recieved a hero s welcome from one female warrior in particular She was Night from whom he got his raven and after whom he named it There was a possibility for a romance here Endeaver tells himself that he left for the people s and in particular Night s the person s good as he believes himself a force of desctruction and that it follows him wherever he goes He doesn t tell anyone else about it save the part about defeating the illusion and if asked directly he will say the raven was a gift from the collective people Personality Endeavor enjoies his power hence why he learned decimation and his freedom hence why he left after recieveing the training He got a certain amount of enjoyment out of the fearfull respect people gave him after he earned his robes and he still gets enjoyment from the same type of fear and respect when he demonstrates his powers to new people Fortuanately most enemies fail to reconginize the limits of his abilities and give up or run away baised on only a demonstration Fourtunately Endeavor has well developed moral principles which include obeying the law These principals are considered very lightly towards those who disreguard them and often stretched to thier limits when reaching for more power Endeavor is disgusted by crinimals the cruel and those who insult him These people had best watch thier step he has a slight temper although he usually remains calm even when angered and they could well find themselves on the recieving end of a blast of destruction Endeavor also has a tendency to look down upon those he considers lesser than himself These people however are afforded his pity not his wrath for whatever that is worth It is often more a blessing in what is not recieved than what is He has a fairly generous amount of money that he brought with him and traded for local curency as needed prefering to stay the night in civilized areas He occasionaly offers his services to refill his money sack but he considers menial labor below him Despite his failings some of which he may realise if only subconsciously Endeavor remains proud and confident yet still shrewd Traits Name Endeavor

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  • How the Famine Was Lifted - Justin Love's Web Site
    to me Chief River I must apologize for interrupting your dinner But you have eaten this morning and many have not The food you have rests upon a piece of hide that looks to have seen many meals I think that there are many such pieces of hide in this village So I say to him Yes Every house s plates are barren And he says to me Bring me a dozen But he did not speak softly I do not think that was an accident I only needed to look up to see Running Hare dashing off Running Hare is so impatient So I say to the stranger Soon But through the door I also see my daughter Oh My daughter is such a beautiful woman But she is curious as well And politeness would not keep her from her house any longer She greeted me She greeted the stranger But so intent was he on his work that he only gave her a quick nod And so fascinated was she with his work that she stayed near the doorway And then I hear I have them Chief River I have them and Running Hare comes in And he sees Singing Willow only just in time to stop and not knock her over Now my daughter Oh My daughter is such a beautiful woman She is very polite She excuses herself and quickly steps out of the way But I am an old man I am not always so polite I say to him Running Hare Watch where you are going You can spare a few moments to not run over my daughter So he turns to me and he says I m sorry Chief River I m sorry I m sorry And he turns to my daughter I m sorry Singing Willow I m sorry I m sorry And then he turn to the stranger I m sorry I took so long I m sorry I m sorry So I say to him Running Hare Thank you Now get out of here and be more careful So he bows to me and darts out of the house He does not look at all more careful Running Hare is so impatient But the stranger has been working all this time He has cleaned up several of the roots He has chopped them up as well Now he reaches into his sack and pulls out a handful of grasses Now these look even less like something to eat except perhaps in desperation And many people are desperate But he cuts them up And a sweet pleasing scent begins to fill my house He sprinkles some of the chopped up grasses onto his roots Then he puts some of the chunks onto one of the skins that Running Hare brought And he says Take this to someone who is weak with hunger It may be too late but we must try So I say to him Singing Willow watches over the people She will know And so she thanks the stranger and wraps up the bundle of food Now my daughter is a very beautiful woman But practical as well She runs out and gives the bundle to Running Hare Then she speaks to him and points over to the edge of the village After he runs off she returns to watch the stranger But my daughter she is very smart She does not stand in the doorway this time And so Running Hare returns And the stranger is nearly done with another meal And Singing Willow takes it and thanks him even more profusely And she gives it to Running Hare and sends him to another house Again this happens And she thanks the stranger even more profusely and apologizes for begging him to leave earlier The fourth is done and she thanks him and apologizes even more This goes on until all twelve skins are gone The stranger s sack is empty He has gone with them to see those who have eaten Oh I heard so many apologies that night The next morning the sun parts with the horizon I awaken The stranger is not here I went to sleep before he returned But his bed is disturbed He has stirred before I have Singing Willow has not Oh She is so beautiful when she sleeps I can not bring myself to disturb her So I go out to see where the stranger has gone It does not take long to find him He has several of the villagers following him Running Hare is with them The stranger is going around to the others who are strong enough to walk He will say to them Follow me we are going out for the day Many of them will say that they are too weak But he says to them Follow me and you will eat Very few do not follow him But the sleep is clearing from my mind I have something I must ask of him So I go up the stranger and I say to him You did not eat last night And he says to me Indeed Chief Wades in the River you are not mistaken But even now I am barely growing hungry and many more were starving And then a large smile lights up his entire face But tonight ha ha Tonight no one will go hungry With that he set off The people followed him with fresh enthusiasm So I watched them walk off And then I went back to my house to eat And to think Now in my many years I have learned many bitter lessons This stranger had done many good things for us But he was still a stranger I feared for my people But these last five years I have learned many bitter lessons Soon they would die anyway This is the only hope That evening the sun courted the horizon I sat in front of my house and smoked my pipe I knew the people had returned when I heard their cries They were joyous cries The stranger had his sack All of the people who followed him had an armful of roots They were covered in dirt Some had dirty mouths They had been too hungry to wait I did not ask where they were going So they went to the river And the sun danced with the horizon From the river he led them to the center of the village My house has a very good view of the center of the village So I sat and I smoked my pipe The stranger showed them how to clean and cut the roots He showed them how to cut the grass and how much to use Then many of them ate The stranger did not He made many meals for those who did not go with him Running Hare got eating skins and my daughter Oh My beautiful daughter helped the stranger When they had filled a skin she pointed Running Hare to it s destination The first one went to me No strong people had been left to find my dinner today So I sat and I chewed my root The sweet grass did much to make up for it s flavor But that was not as bad I had thought There was a very wholesome taste to it This was good food Even though I had food every day it was not always good food Some of the people took food to their families as soon as they were sure it was good food Others could not wait to calm their own painful stomachs Many of those who had no families any more simply thanked the stranger and left But a few stayed to help prepare food A few stayed to help carry food There were many people who had also lost their families and were not strong enough to go out Finally my daughter Oh My beautiful daughter handed a meal to Running Hare But this time she pointed to his own stomach So he thanked her and sat down right there to eat Running Hare is so impatient But they were done The whole village had been fed Singing Willow and the stranger sat down to make meals for themselves The rest of the villagers thanked them and left There were still many roots left There would be food tomorrow At last the three of them were done eating Though of course Running Hare had finished first So they went around to check on the weak ones again This time it did not take so long for none were as weak as the night before I was not asleep when Singing Willow and the stranger returned to my house this time So I say to them How are the people Now my daughter Oh My beautiful daughter her mood is mixed She is both happy and sad And she says to me One has died father but the rest have lived And I think no more will die as long as they eat She looks hopefully at the stranger now He smiles slightly and he says They shall Tomorrow we should have at least as many people to gather food So we each prepare for bed But after a few minutes the stranger says to me You know Chief River three nights now I will have stayed here and yet no one has asked me my name So I say to him You are the stranger If I say to any person Where is the stranger he will know who I speak of You need no other name You are the stranger And he pauses to think for a moment Then he shrugs and lays down in his bed The next day I am not the last to wake But neither am I the first Singing Willow is gone But the stranger still sleeps So I step outside My bundle of food is already prepared Many other people are coming out of their houses They are going and taking roots from the pile And the pile is getting very small But the stranger has awoken He steps out and stands by me as he takes in the day So I say to him Not everyone will eat this morning There is not enough food But he wrinkles his face for a bit and then he says to me No there is enough Go around to each house and see who has taken more than he has eaten And so it was Many people had taken all that they could carry back to their families But there was no trouble collecting what was left They are all good people But there has been no food for so very very long After everyone had eaten the stranger gathered up all of the strong ones He sent most of them to the place they had seen yesterday But he chose a few to stay with him And then they went off in a new direction And the sun courted the horizon And all the people returned They were carrying many of the stranger s roots His sweet grass as well Much of the day s harvest went into a pile The rest went to each person s home The stranger had his sack of these things I had seen before But he also had a handful of plants They had yellow flowers As he came over to me he set down his sack and he says I have found these And he hands me a leaf and continues They are chewy and slightly sour These plants are too sparse to be of great concern but they offer an occasional change of flavors And so I chewed my leaf The stranger left to wash his roots I thought on the many things that were changing around me Too much these things concerned me The next day was much like the last As were those that followed it Soon people were heading off in many directions Sometimes a patch of roots would become empty But the stranger kept finding new ones A few other small plants as well like the sourleaf But few things grew in abundance then Each day more people were strong enough to go out And each day each person was less hungry It was not long before the pile was not gone in the morning So I had the people repair the storehouse For five summers it had remained barren The storehouse was filling quickly But still the stranger would gather all the people he could He would send them out each day to gather more So one day I say to him Why must all the people gather each day Already the storehouse is filling There are many moons before the cold season comes And he says to me Not for the cold season alone do I gather Chief Wades in the River And I think that we shall need many strong sacks larger still than the ones the people take for a single day s gathering So I say to him But why There is much space in the storehouse Even if you fill it quickly There is much space in the storehouse But he says to me Not just for storage Chief River I foresee a long trip and if we are to travel quickly we can not spend all our days gathering food So I say to him Where would you go so far away And he pauses for a moment and he says simply I do not know So I saw to it that many large and sturdy sacks were made And after several weeks the storehouse was looking much more like it should But then the stranger would gather some of the people in the evening And he would have them begin filling the sacks After a while he would tell them to stop Then they would begin filling new sacks So finally I go up to the stranger as he is filling sacks and I say to him What are you taking And he looks down at his sack He shuffles it around He thinks And he says to me I would say about three weeks But surely we will find some food on the way So I say to him And why do you plan such a trip The storehouse is filling Is that not enough And he tells me Already several fields are bare I have not ended your hunger Chief River only postponed it I think there is more to be found but it is very far away So I say to him And where do you go that is two weeks away But he says to me I told you that already Chief River I do not know So I say to him But shall you follow the rising sun or the setting But he says to me As I said I do not know So I say to him But how can you go somewhere and not know where it is And he tells me I did not know where your village was and I found it I did not know where the roots lay hidden below the ground and I found them So too no man knows where his life will go and yet he lives it All that is needed is to start walking I have always found something worth seeking when I do There was little I could have said to dispute him Less I m sure to dissuade him from his journey And so one morning he prepared to set out He gathered together the strong young men Those who would be good hunters But there was nothing left to hunt Each of them took a sack that was as heavy as he could carry And then they all looked to the stranger The stranger stood in the center of the village He had a sack at his feet He looked out on the new day The breeze blew through his weary garments As it blows through the leaves of the old tree which stands on the edge of the village And finally he looked up the river And he pointed And he says That way So I bid the stranger good bye And I bid my people good bye And their families bid them good by And the travelers bid everyone good bye And they promise to return They are good people They will keep their promises But many people did not leave the village that day Singing Willow and Running Hare stayed to watch over the village Now you might think Running Hare would be very impatient to learn where the stranger was going But my daughter Oh My beautiful daughter She begged him to stay For he is the fastest of all the people Here he would be very helpful On the journey he would always be waiting for the others to catch up So I watched the travelers leave Many people did And then they went about their duties But the village was in good order And my beautiful daughter was keeping it that way So I went to the place where we bury our dead And I made an offering to Wise Counsel the First Chief of our people I begged him for his wisdom More I begged him for his mercy Then I made an offering to his son the First Hunter I begged him for a good journey There were many good people on the journey Then I went to the graves of my family And I begged them for forgiveness And I cried for a while I have always wondered how so many flowers grow in that spot in spite of all the salt I have put there Two weeks passed I wondered what the people had found

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