caseinpoint: Miniature wonders of a dragon in your hand (No story ends with the closing of a book)
2014-09-14 05:34 pm
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Circular we go

Quod evenit in labyrintho properantibus: ipsa illos velocitas inplicat.

"This is what happens when you hurry through a maze: the faster you go, the worse you are entangled."

P. 115, House of Leaves, Mark Z. Danielewski

caseinpoint: (Fire waking)
2014-09-12 08:39 pm
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Standing at the edge of a skyscraper - I think to fly

Urban spaces have spirits, and cities have souls. Some are dangerous, menacing, but also seductive; others are marked by beauty and excess; others again by their dreariness or spookiness. These are contagious qualities that are said to seep into the character of the people living in such cities. […] Some urban spirits are global in reach, others mainly local or regional. They are reproduced in everyday stereotypes and mythologies. None of these are of course true in any sociological sense but the proliferating fantasmic and mythical qualities of cities and urban spaces are effective realities that shape the behaviour, cosmologies and desires of people in cities, or of those who visit them, imagine them, or describe them in narrative or imagery.

- Urban Charisma, Thomas Blom Hansen and Oskar Verkaaik

caseinpoint: A knight with a red sheild words: Sir Gawain (A-questin')
2014-07-31 10:50 pm
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Do it right the first time

Bedtime Story

Careful, honey, it's loaded,” he said, reentering the bedroom.

Her back rested against the headboard. “This for your wife?”

“No. Too chancy. I'm hiring a professional.”

“How about me?”

He smirked. “Cute. But who'd be dumb enough to hire a lady hit man?”

She wet her lips, sighting along the barrel.

“Your wife.

- Jeffrey Whitmore

caseinpoint: Miniature wonders of a dragon in your hand (No story ends with the closing of a book)
2014-03-06 05:44 pm
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We built each other up in fits and starts

My waiter friend, Laurent, working at the Brasserie Champs du Mars near the Eiffel Tower, one night while serving me Une Grande Beer, explained his life. “I work from ten to twelve hours, sometimes fourteen,” he says, “and then at midnight I go dancing, dancing, dancing until four or five in the morning and go to bed and sleep until ten and then up, up and to work by eleven and another ten or twelve or sometimes fifteen hours of work.”

“How can you do that?” I ask.

“Easily,” he says. “To be asleep is to be dead. It is like death. So we dance, we dance so as not to be dead. We do not want that.”

“How old are you?” I ask, at last. “Twenty-three,” he says. “Ah,” I say and take his elbow gently. “Ah. Twenty-three, is it?”

“Twenty-three,” he says, smiling. “And you?”

“Seventy-six,” I say. “And I do not want to be dead, either. But I am not twenty-three. How can I answer? What do I do?”

“Yes,” says Laurent, still smiling and innocent, “what do you do at three in the morning?”

“Write,” I say, at last.

“Write!” Laurent says, astonished. “Write?”

“So as not to be dead,” I say. “Like you.”

“Me?”

“Yes,” I say, smiling now, myself. “At three in the morning, I write, I write, I write!”

The Illustrated Man, Ray Bradbury

caseinpoint: Miniature wonders of a dragon in your hand (No story ends with the closing of a book)
2014-01-08 01:34 pm
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Out like last weeks bilge water

A Monstrous Manifesto

If you are a monster, stand up. If you are a monster, a trickster, a fiend, If you’ve built a steam-powered wishing machine If you have a secret, a dark past, a scheme, If you kidnap maidens or dabble in dreams Come stand by me. If you have been broken, stand up. If you have been broken, abandoned, alone If you have been starving, a creature of bone If you live in a tower, a dungeon, a throne If you weep for wanting, to be held, to be known, Come stand by me. If you are a savage, stand up. If you are a witch, a dark queen, a black knight, If you are a mummer, a pixie, a sprite, If you are a pirate, a tomcat, a wright, If you swear by the moon and you fight the hard fight, Come stand by me. If you are a devil, stand up. If you are a villain, a madman, a beast, If you are a strowler, a prowler, a priest, If you are a dragon come sit at our feast, For we all have stripes, and we all have horns, We all have scales, tails, manes, claws and thorns And here in the dark is where new worlds are born. Come stand by me.

- Catherynne M. Valente



Anyone else reminded of Introductions, by Shel Silverstein?
caseinpoint: The world (Wonder in my hands)
2013-09-11 06:26 pm
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Stand in the middle of it all and scream

There nearly always is a method in madness. It's what drives men mad, being methodical.

- G. K. Chesterton

caseinpoint: The world (Wonder in my hands)
2013-06-30 10:38 am
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A little laughter to cover up the sounds of silence

Metal clinked as the sapper unstrapped his sword and belt. 'Hate this damned thing,' he muttered.

Whiskeyjack watched as the man tossed the belt and scabbarded shortsword to the rooftop's pebbled surface behind them. 'Just don't forget it like you did last time,' the sergeant said, hiding a grin.

Fiddler winced. 'Make one mistake and nobody lets you forget it."

Whiskeyjack made no reply, though his shoulders shook with laughter.

'Hood's Bones,' Fiddler went on, 'I ain't no fighter. Not like that, anyway. Was born in an alley in Malaz City, learned he stone-cutting trade breaking into barrow up on the plan behind Mock's Hold.' He glanced up at his sergeant. 'You used to be a stone-cutter, too. Just like me. Only I'm no fast learner in soldiering like you was..."

- Conversation between Fiddler and Whiskeyjack, Malazan Bk 1: Gardens of the Moon, Steven Erikson

caseinpoint: A knight with a red sheild words: Sir Gawain (A-questin')
2013-06-18 02:27 pm
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As I go from my home I am leaving...

"The true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him."

- G. K. Chesterton

caseinpoint: (Fire waking)
2013-05-17 05:28 pm
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Bonus! Off to see the wild ones.

This is a work of fiction. All the characters in it, human and otherwise are imaginary, excepting only certain of the fairy folk, whom it mihgt be unwise to offend by casting doubt on their existence. Or lack thereof.

-Neil Gaiman

caseinpoint: The world (Wonder in my hands)
2013-05-17 05:25 pm
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Set fire alight

Things need not have happened to be true. Tales and adventures are the shadow truths that will endure when mere facts are dust and ashes and forgotten.

- Neil Gaiman

caseinpoint: (Fire waking)
2013-02-21 07:01 pm
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Strength fails and steps falter

Those who escape hell, however, never talk about it.
And nothing much bothers them after that.

- Charles Bukowski

caseinpoint: Miniature wonders of a dragon in your hand (No story ends with the closing of a book)
2013-02-11 07:53 pm
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Turn another page

While I thought that I was learning how to live,
I have been learning how to die.
- Leonardo da Vinci
caseinpoint: Arthur and Mordred fighting, at Camelyn (We all fall down)
2012-10-13 12:00 pm
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Ever mirror shows a truth, but not the truth

"The loneliest people are the kindest. The saddest people smile the brightest. The most damaged people are the wisest. All because they do not wish to see anyone else suffer the way they do."

- Unknown (Source pending)

caseinpoint: Miniature wonders of a dragon in your hand (No story ends with the closing of a book)
2012-09-13 09:16 pm
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Smoke and mirrors

There is a famous story told in Chassidic literature that addresses this very question. The Master teaches the student that God created everything in the world to be appreciated, since everything is here to teach us a lesson.

One clever student asks “What lesson can we learn from atheists? Why did God create them?”

The Master responds “God created atheists to teach us the most important lesson of them all — the lesson of true compassion. You see, when an atheist performs and act of charity, visits someone who is sick, helps someone in need, and cares for the world, he is not doing so because of some religious teaching. He does not believe that god commanded him to perform this act. In fact, he does not believe in God at all, so his acts are based on an inner sense of morality. And look at the kindness he can bestow upon others simply because he feels it to be right.”

“This means,” the Master continued “that when someone reaches out to you for help, you should never say ‘I pray that God will help you.’ Instead for the moment, you should become an atheist, imagine that there is no God who can help, and say ‘I will help you.’”

- Tales of Hasidim Vol. 2 by Martin Buber

caseinpoint: (Fire waking)
2012-07-18 02:36 pm
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Damn right there's a cut off point

...Short story long? Anything by Dickens

- Dishwasher quest, Dungeons of Doom, Kingdom of Loathing

caseinpoint: A sword - point embedded in a lake (That same old story)
2012-06-15 07:09 pm
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Stark lines across the floor

In the world of film noir, style becomes paramount; it is all that separates one from the meaninglessness ... critics have always been slow on the uptake when it comes to visual style. Like its protagonists, film noir is more interested in style than theme, whereas American critics have been traditionally more interested in theme than style.

- Paul Schrader

caseinpoint: A knight with a red sheild words: Sir Gawain (A-questin')
2012-06-06 07:05 pm
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It's about the way you walk, and talk.

The mood of tragedy is enhanced by a strong contrast of deep blacks and glaring whites—shadows and highlights. Lighting with its ups and downs becomes a symphonic construction paralleling the dramatic sequences.

- John Alton

caseinpoint: (Fire waking)
2012-05-27 06:10 pm
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Perfect inspiration

"Introverts, in contrast, may have strong social skills and enjoy parties and business meetings, but after a while wish they were home in their pajamas. They prefer to devote their social energies to close friends, colleagues, and family. They listen more than they talk, think before they speak, and often feel as if they express themselves better in writing than in conversation. They tend to dislike conflict. Many have a horror of small talk, but enjoy deep discussions."

- Susan Cain
TED: The Power of Introverts

caseinpoint: Miniature wonders of a dragon in your hand (No story ends with the closing of a book)
2012-04-15 03:47 pm
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What fire, it burns too brightly

“To absent friends, lost loves, old gods, and the season of mists; and may each and every one of us always give the devil his due.”

- Neil Gaiman, Sandman IV: Seasons of Mist

caseinpoint: A sword - point embedded in a lake (That same old story)
2012-04-10 11:41 am
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And who shall speak their names?

"Because loyalty is not to be spoken of and honour is to be endured. Whilst courage is to be survived. These virtues belong to silence."

- Malazan Books of the Fallen (Steven Erickson)