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MxO venting
Jun. 19th, 2006 06:07 pmThis is half me speaking, half Sieges speaking through me. Bear with me/us, it's a loud angry rant, but we all know Sieges and I are passionate with our feelings....
I hate what a Certain Person is doing to our family.
You just don't throw family members out like garbage. Never heard of "Make new friends, keep the old: One is silver, t'other's gold"? You threw out a solid gold bar out in favor of a piece of tin foil. Links couldn't have said it better the other night when he said "She shouldn't be able to get away with that, we aren't her property."
I want out of this faction so badly, but I can't bring myself to actually leave it. Everything and everyone I have left to love is here. There's nowhere else for me to go. Triluminary is way too rigid for me, and the rest... :: Sighs::
Mal and I had a future together. We were making plans, we were looking forward to some good times, but now... all I can see is a future of chafing under the iron collars I feel has been put around our necks.
This isn't fun any more. Why do you have to foul things up horribly for the rest of us, just to please your own snitty little bitch-self?! This group is supposed to be serving the boss's best interests. Not yours. This isn't your personal fanclub that you can populate with anyone who'll kiss up to you. Are you putting yourself above the boss, because if that's the case, I think he needs to be informed of it. And if you keep this up, I fear your time in his service, if not in the Matrix and in the Real as well, is numbered.
I will do anything to knock you down and to get Mal back. I would even give myself to the Merovingian for one night, if that is the coin I must pay to buy back my brother and to sell you out. I'm looking forward to stepping over your mangled dead body to take him by the hand and lead him home.
Anything.
Me again...
I've been in a wierd mode lately, my activity largely centered around work and the MxO. Probably not a good thing to do, since both are aggravating me. I'd take a break from the latter, but I just got back to it from one. Robert Heinlein wasn't kidding when he said, "The man who most needs a vacation is the man who just got back from one." The former brings me into contact with more people who are just as petty and selfish and grabby as the person Sieges was juat ranting about. And certain professionals wonder why I'm semi-hermitic? Another quote that comes to mind, Jean-Paul Sartre's classic line, "Hell is other people".
Tell me this, professionals, why is the hermit an icon? Why is he a figure you find in mythology and legend and lore, and not.... I dunno, the social butterfly? Parsifal, the Grail-Knight, is enlightened not by some gad-about, but by a hermit in the wilderness. Luke Skywalker learns from two hermits: Obi-Wan Kenobi and Yoda. Destiny of the Endless appears as a blind hermit with a book chained to his arm. The Hermit figures in the Greater Trumps of the Tarocque. Two of my favorite saints (well, one of them is a saint in the making) voluntarily gave up their busy social lives to live hermitic or semi-hermitic lives: St. Francis of Asissi, and Charles de Foucauld. Emily Dickinson lived a quiet life tending her garden and writing poems as presents for her close friends and family. If being a social giddy-gaddy is normal and sane, then... I dunno, Paris Hilton is the sanest person on earth, and if that's the case, then we're doomed as a species and as souls....
I hate what a Certain Person is doing to our family.
You just don't throw family members out like garbage. Never heard of "Make new friends, keep the old: One is silver, t'other's gold"? You threw out a solid gold bar out in favor of a piece of tin foil. Links couldn't have said it better the other night when he said "She shouldn't be able to get away with that, we aren't her property."
I want out of this faction so badly, but I can't bring myself to actually leave it. Everything and everyone I have left to love is here. There's nowhere else for me to go. Triluminary is way too rigid for me, and the rest... :: Sighs::
Mal and I had a future together. We were making plans, we were looking forward to some good times, but now... all I can see is a future of chafing under the iron collars I feel has been put around our necks.
This isn't fun any more. Why do you have to foul things up horribly for the rest of us, just to please your own snitty little bitch-self?! This group is supposed to be serving the boss's best interests. Not yours. This isn't your personal fanclub that you can populate with anyone who'll kiss up to you. Are you putting yourself above the boss, because if that's the case, I think he needs to be informed of it. And if you keep this up, I fear your time in his service, if not in the Matrix and in the Real as well, is numbered.
I will do anything to knock you down and to get Mal back. I would even give myself to the Merovingian for one night, if that is the coin I must pay to buy back my brother and to sell you out. I'm looking forward to stepping over your mangled dead body to take him by the hand and lead him home.
Anything.
Me again...
I've been in a wierd mode lately, my activity largely centered around work and the MxO. Probably not a good thing to do, since both are aggravating me. I'd take a break from the latter, but I just got back to it from one. Robert Heinlein wasn't kidding when he said, "The man who most needs a vacation is the man who just got back from one." The former brings me into contact with more people who are just as petty and selfish and grabby as the person Sieges was juat ranting about. And certain professionals wonder why I'm semi-hermitic? Another quote that comes to mind, Jean-Paul Sartre's classic line, "Hell is other people".
Tell me this, professionals, why is the hermit an icon? Why is he a figure you find in mythology and legend and lore, and not.... I dunno, the social butterfly? Parsifal, the Grail-Knight, is enlightened not by some gad-about, but by a hermit in the wilderness. Luke Skywalker learns from two hermits: Obi-Wan Kenobi and Yoda. Destiny of the Endless appears as a blind hermit with a book chained to his arm. The Hermit figures in the Greater Trumps of the Tarocque. Two of my favorite saints (well, one of them is a saint in the making) voluntarily gave up their busy social lives to live hermitic or semi-hermitic lives: St. Francis of Asissi, and Charles de Foucauld. Emily Dickinson lived a quiet life tending her garden and writing poems as presents for her close friends and family. If being a social giddy-gaddy is normal and sane, then... I dunno, Paris Hilton is the sanest person on earth, and if that's the case, then we're doomed as a species and as souls....
