So I finally made a seperate blog, to start posting for my novelizations. Its not the most original of names, and not exactly a name which I really like the idea of...Since it won't just be stories linked to the title.
The blog is:
http://velrikchronicles.blogspot.com/
I only have a prologue written, something brief and simple....At least for the time being. I welcome any kind of critisism on the work, suggestions, etc...Any comments or ideas that would be preferably kept private, can even be emailed to me at:
shadowstorm@rogers.com
So, with luck, things will be a lil regular for this thing, more regular then my normal "enthusiasm" anyways.
Nothing else to report at the moment. Stay safe all.
Peace out,
Zodiak
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Bored with Life
I need to find a new hobby. Or something to occupy my time. Or hell, I'd settle for something that I used to do to spark my interest again.
Seems I'm bored with everything. I own five games for the PS3, bored with all of them, and each is a different genre of game. I own more then a dozen (nearer to two) for the PS2, and all of them bore me. Again, they come from several genres of play.
I don't even go into world of warcraft, except to run the endgame raids, and even that is only because bobbi pokes me to do it, and I know she wants me in them.
Seems that nothing interests me anymore, there's nothing new, nothing fascinating, everything is just a day in, day out, routine. I read a book, play a game, watch tv, and all of it pales in comparison to the joy I used to get from it.
I remember when I was younger (and not even all that long ago, persay), I could put in a new game, a game I liked, and play it, nonstop, until it was beat, barely putting it down for any kind of breather. Not losing interest, not being distracted. That is how I played Devil May Cry 3, and then Devil May Cry 2 when someone bought it for me. It was how I played so many games that I used to own.
I don't even know when the world lost the lavish it once held. Not entirely sure when I went from someone who enjoys all of these little things, to someone who just zombie shuffles through it all. I need new hobbies, or I need to spark life into the old ones. I don't even want to roleplay anymore, despite the fact I have two GMs, and a DM, wanting me in on one game or another.
I think I need to find something new, something that hasn't been done before, something I've never tried. One of those things that can more then draw my attention for the moment, and catch onto something that draws me in like an addiction. I remember when video games were like that. An RPG that could draw me into the storyline and gameplay and never be monotonous. I mean hell, it was even less then a year ago that I played Breath of Fire II again, from beginning to end. I miss those games.
Graphics are everything nowadays. Which just isn't right. Doesn't stimulate the mind anymore. Games are just something pretty to look at, no hooks, no story, no draw. Its all been done before. All been rinsed, washed, and repeated over and over again until madness seems to take its toll.
World of Warcraft is the same game, over and over again, different race, different class, different faction. Its still the same game. "Go here, kill this. Go here, collect this." All that changes is the where, and the how. Even the how doesn't really change. Every class is the same thing, when it comes down to the base of it, 1...2, 3, 2, 3, 5, 4, 5, 3, 6...And whatever else works. Nothing special, nothing unique. I've played one of every kind, dps, tank, healer. Its all the same.
Its a good game, don't get me wrong, but there is only so much I can do before it drives me to boredom. I've been trying to get into the game, and its a rather interesting trap too. My original server/guild probably think I'm off on my new server/guild running endgame content, and my new server/guild probably think I'm off playing on my original server/guild. In actuality, I'm doing neither. I was in friday for Karazhan, skipped saturday sunday in the game entirely. Was in monday for mag/gruul's, skipped tuesday and wednesday entirely. I'll probably be in tomorrow for mag/gruul's, and then friday for karazhan, and then skip out the weekend again.
Who knows.
What I do know, is I am bored, I'm tired, and I have nothing to do, or occupy my time with. I imagine I'll find something to do though. I mean hell, I have seven books waiting for pick up at the post office tomorrow, and work, as per usual.
So for those who have hobbies you enjoy, don't let them get old, because once they do, its hard to spark things up again.
Peace out,
The Zodiak.
PS:
To the person who takes my stand that face book is an evil creation of the devil and should never be used....Who are you? LOL
Seems I'm bored with everything. I own five games for the PS3, bored with all of them, and each is a different genre of game. I own more then a dozen (nearer to two) for the PS2, and all of them bore me. Again, they come from several genres of play.
I don't even go into world of warcraft, except to run the endgame raids, and even that is only because bobbi pokes me to do it, and I know she wants me in them.
Seems that nothing interests me anymore, there's nothing new, nothing fascinating, everything is just a day in, day out, routine. I read a book, play a game, watch tv, and all of it pales in comparison to the joy I used to get from it.
I remember when I was younger (and not even all that long ago, persay), I could put in a new game, a game I liked, and play it, nonstop, until it was beat, barely putting it down for any kind of breather. Not losing interest, not being distracted. That is how I played Devil May Cry 3, and then Devil May Cry 2 when someone bought it for me. It was how I played so many games that I used to own.
I don't even know when the world lost the lavish it once held. Not entirely sure when I went from someone who enjoys all of these little things, to someone who just zombie shuffles through it all. I need new hobbies, or I need to spark life into the old ones. I don't even want to roleplay anymore, despite the fact I have two GMs, and a DM, wanting me in on one game or another.
I think I need to find something new, something that hasn't been done before, something I've never tried. One of those things that can more then draw my attention for the moment, and catch onto something that draws me in like an addiction. I remember when video games were like that. An RPG that could draw me into the storyline and gameplay and never be monotonous. I mean hell, it was even less then a year ago that I played Breath of Fire II again, from beginning to end. I miss those games.
Graphics are everything nowadays. Which just isn't right. Doesn't stimulate the mind anymore. Games are just something pretty to look at, no hooks, no story, no draw. Its all been done before. All been rinsed, washed, and repeated over and over again until madness seems to take its toll.
World of Warcraft is the same game, over and over again, different race, different class, different faction. Its still the same game. "Go here, kill this. Go here, collect this." All that changes is the where, and the how. Even the how doesn't really change. Every class is the same thing, when it comes down to the base of it, 1...2, 3, 2, 3, 5, 4, 5, 3, 6...And whatever else works. Nothing special, nothing unique. I've played one of every kind, dps, tank, healer. Its all the same.
Its a good game, don't get me wrong, but there is only so much I can do before it drives me to boredom. I've been trying to get into the game, and its a rather interesting trap too. My original server/guild probably think I'm off on my new server/guild running endgame content, and my new server/guild probably think I'm off playing on my original server/guild. In actuality, I'm doing neither. I was in friday for Karazhan, skipped saturday sunday in the game entirely. Was in monday for mag/gruul's, skipped tuesday and wednesday entirely. I'll probably be in tomorrow for mag/gruul's, and then friday for karazhan, and then skip out the weekend again.
Who knows.
What I do know, is I am bored, I'm tired, and I have nothing to do, or occupy my time with. I imagine I'll find something to do though. I mean hell, I have seven books waiting for pick up at the post office tomorrow, and work, as per usual.
So for those who have hobbies you enjoy, don't let them get old, because once they do, its hard to spark things up again.
Peace out,
The Zodiak.
PS:
To the person who takes my stand that face book is an evil creation of the devil and should never be used....Who are you? LOL
Monday, May 26, 2008
Countdown to self destruct
As I sit here, my monitor is flickering gently. Not the flickering glow one might assume from the glasses of a cartoon scientist. Indeed, if such were the case, I'd probably not mind.
No, sadly, this is the flickering of -something- in my computer running out, malfunctioning, or blowing up. It is a slow and carefree countdown to self destruction.
This of course means, I am running on a life line. My monitor has gone from crackling, and I do mean crackling. You know that image of the government computers in the movie as the terrorists take it over, the screens go black, and in lines they flash across white static before coming back up? Well, that is what my wonderful monitor is going through.
So come June, I will have to either buy another, or come some day this week, I will have to call Acer in order to get the warranty on this thing fulfilled. I've had it a little over six months, and assuredly, some warranty has some coverage over it.
If not, there have been other suggestions on how to get it replaced. Some of which I may very well have to take. I'm not sure how much I could survive without a computer. Its rather disturbing.
So now, I merely watch it, and wonder what the timer is, on this count down to self destruction.
Peace out,
The Zodiak.
Friday, May 23, 2008
Skittles and Stuff and Stuff.
So, I've come to the conclusion that I say "so" a lot when typing. With that minor flaw in my typing prowess aside, I just wanna type.
There's a World fo Darkness MMO in development. If there could be a faster way to make me abandon WoW, it hasn't been invented for a computer, (though god did a damned good job with his development of women, cuz they can definitely take me from it).
That will be an interesting, and rather decent, addition to my collection, in 2010 or so, when Whitewolf gets off their asses to actually put it together. I eagerly await the release of that one.
On another, unrelated note, that kind of just -bugs- me....Swords. Five years ago, even less, if you asked someone (who knew what it was), what a scimitar was, you were almost guarenteed to be told, "a long curved blade, with a back edge that curves outwards before dipping back in to a narrow base at the hilt"...This is the standard description of what a scimitar is.
When the hell did a scimitar stop being a sword, and start being a classification of swords that more rightly belongs in the category of "saber"???
Shamshir, Talwar, Pulwar, Nimcha, Kilij, Saif...All of these are curved, single edged blades, which are easily confused with a saber class weapon. Yet, to look them up on an engine like wikipedia, it comes out as "scimitar".
So, what then, praytell, is a fucking scimitar? None of the above weapons have the curved backblade that is the staple of what a scimitar is. None of the above are remotely what a scimitar should be.
I look at the covers of the drizzt books, written by RA Salvatore, and remember the older books, where he has duel scimitars (the proper kind) at his belt, or in his hands, and they have that lipped backblade before it ducks down to the hilt...Now I read the newer books, and every single one of them, have him with sabers. All I can think, is the artist looked up scimitar on flawed wikipedia, and came out that a saber would suffice for IcingDeath and Twinkle.
It makes me twitch. Now, this isn't the only thing that once upon a time was a singular item, and has now become a definition of a wide variety of things, however, it is the only one that irks me to the point of frustration.
So, aside from this...Waffles. That is all I have to say about that. Waffles and Gravy.
Oh...And Prince Caspian was awesome.
Peace out,
The Zodiak
There's a World fo Darkness MMO in development. If there could be a faster way to make me abandon WoW, it hasn't been invented for a computer, (though god did a damned good job with his development of women, cuz they can definitely take me from it).
That will be an interesting, and rather decent, addition to my collection, in 2010 or so, when Whitewolf gets off their asses to actually put it together. I eagerly await the release of that one.
On another, unrelated note, that kind of just -bugs- me....Swords. Five years ago, even less, if you asked someone (who knew what it was), what a scimitar was, you were almost guarenteed to be told, "a long curved blade, with a back edge that curves outwards before dipping back in to a narrow base at the hilt"...This is the standard description of what a scimitar is.
When the hell did a scimitar stop being a sword, and start being a classification of swords that more rightly belongs in the category of "saber"???
Shamshir, Talwar, Pulwar, Nimcha, Kilij, Saif...All of these are curved, single edged blades, which are easily confused with a saber class weapon. Yet, to look them up on an engine like wikipedia, it comes out as "scimitar".
So, what then, praytell, is a fucking scimitar? None of the above weapons have the curved backblade that is the staple of what a scimitar is. None of the above are remotely what a scimitar should be.
I look at the covers of the drizzt books, written by RA Salvatore, and remember the older books, where he has duel scimitars (the proper kind) at his belt, or in his hands, and they have that lipped backblade before it ducks down to the hilt...Now I read the newer books, and every single one of them, have him with sabers. All I can think, is the artist looked up scimitar on flawed wikipedia, and came out that a saber would suffice for IcingDeath and Twinkle.
It makes me twitch. Now, this isn't the only thing that once upon a time was a singular item, and has now become a definition of a wide variety of things, however, it is the only one that irks me to the point of frustration.
So, aside from this...Waffles. That is all I have to say about that. Waffles and Gravy.
Oh...And Prince Caspian was awesome.
Peace out,
The Zodiak
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Has to be a Record
So I went from single, with nothing to lose or gain at all, to two very real potential matches. A girl a friend of mine introduced me to, and a friend from high school who kind of popped into my life out of the blue. Literally, out of nowhere.
In all honesty, I wasn't entirely sure which direction I intended to go, which kind of irked me when my good friend and brother Gerry made the choice for me and I ended up less then upset to have a date lined up with Trina.
I've known her since high school, and have liked her since then as well. It was a pretty decent set up, and a chance at a relationship I was more then happy to run with and go for.
Little did I know, as easily as the fates conspired for me, to give me a chance, they also conspired against me to flick the teasing morsel from my grasp as well. So I went out of my way to find one of the better sushi resteraunts in the city for the date, arranged for everything to be done without flaw...
And without my knowledge, apparently missed a number of texts from Trina in the past several days. In her thoughts that I was ignoring her (as I find out today that Gerry's texts weren't going through to me, and that some of Jenn's apparently hit the same wall), and if I was ignoring her, then I must have moved on and changed my mind about her. She is now in a relationship with an old ex who asked for a second chance.
*chuckles*
I find it amusing. I was dumped four days before the first date even took place. It has to be a record of some sort. Though I'm not really upset, or hurt by it. I kind of skipped the inbetween on this run, however it could have been worse. Suppose it is better to be left before I put in the time and energy, then after I put forth the effort. Tends to burn a lil more when the effort is put into it.
On another note...This past weekend was interesting. Went out drinking with a few friends. We each got a 26'er a piece. Vodka for my two friends, Whiskey for myself. We ended up at a friends place with said beverages. Turns out that whiskey is a pretty bad drink in some people, and for once, it wasn't me.
A friend ended up carried out on a stretcher, totally incoherent. After the dust starts to settle, what happens? Bret, a friend of my buddy Shaun, walks in and says, "This may be inappropriate right now...but where the hell is my beer??" My jaw almost dropped. Granted, he just said what I was thinking. So I pointed him in the direction of his drink, and he pointed me in the direction of mine. We stayed up chatting and drinking until around 3:00am when Shaun was put to bed, and I staggered on home.
So now I have a free weekend. Suppose I could see if I can get a date, I have a few people who would likely be willing, or I can simply roleplay with my friends. I think the latter may be the more likely. Not entirely sure if I feel like heading out for romance at the moment.
Though, at the same time, there may be one looking to learn of Gor from me. Its been a long time since I've trained. I casually wonder if I still have it, and am sure, aside from the philosophical points of what Gor can be, I really do still have the skill that trained several women over the years.
Will toss that one in the air and let it land where it may. The girl seems to have a busy work life. So will take it as it comes and watch the chips as they fall.
Laid back, calm, and precise. I happen to enjoy being untouchable emotionally in many respects.
In any event, stay safe, and enjoy your week, everyone.
Peace out,
Zodiak.
In all honesty, I wasn't entirely sure which direction I intended to go, which kind of irked me when my good friend and brother Gerry made the choice for me and I ended up less then upset to have a date lined up with Trina.
I've known her since high school, and have liked her since then as well. It was a pretty decent set up, and a chance at a relationship I was more then happy to run with and go for.
Little did I know, as easily as the fates conspired for me, to give me a chance, they also conspired against me to flick the teasing morsel from my grasp as well. So I went out of my way to find one of the better sushi resteraunts in the city for the date, arranged for everything to be done without flaw...
And without my knowledge, apparently missed a number of texts from Trina in the past several days. In her thoughts that I was ignoring her (as I find out today that Gerry's texts weren't going through to me, and that some of Jenn's apparently hit the same wall), and if I was ignoring her, then I must have moved on and changed my mind about her. She is now in a relationship with an old ex who asked for a second chance.
*chuckles*
I find it amusing. I was dumped four days before the first date even took place. It has to be a record of some sort. Though I'm not really upset, or hurt by it. I kind of skipped the inbetween on this run, however it could have been worse. Suppose it is better to be left before I put in the time and energy, then after I put forth the effort. Tends to burn a lil more when the effort is put into it.
On another note...This past weekend was interesting. Went out drinking with a few friends. We each got a 26'er a piece. Vodka for my two friends, Whiskey for myself. We ended up at a friends place with said beverages. Turns out that whiskey is a pretty bad drink in some people, and for once, it wasn't me.
A friend ended up carried out on a stretcher, totally incoherent. After the dust starts to settle, what happens? Bret, a friend of my buddy Shaun, walks in and says, "This may be inappropriate right now...but where the hell is my beer??" My jaw almost dropped. Granted, he just said what I was thinking. So I pointed him in the direction of his drink, and he pointed me in the direction of mine. We stayed up chatting and drinking until around 3:00am when Shaun was put to bed, and I staggered on home.
So now I have a free weekend. Suppose I could see if I can get a date, I have a few people who would likely be willing, or I can simply roleplay with my friends. I think the latter may be the more likely. Not entirely sure if I feel like heading out for romance at the moment.
Though, at the same time, there may be one looking to learn of Gor from me. Its been a long time since I've trained. I casually wonder if I still have it, and am sure, aside from the philosophical points of what Gor can be, I really do still have the skill that trained several women over the years.
Will toss that one in the air and let it land where it may. The girl seems to have a busy work life. So will take it as it comes and watch the chips as they fall.
Laid back, calm, and precise. I happen to enjoy being untouchable emotionally in many respects.
In any event, stay safe, and enjoy your week, everyone.
Peace out,
Zodiak.
Sunday, May 4, 2008
His Mother Should Have Swallowed.
You know, last night if the first time I've hung out with that many friends at once in a very long time. I wish that other friends could have been there. We got drunk, played guitar hero, had fun, talked, joked, were amused with the cops.
Yeah, the cops.
So, my friends are over, we're playing guitar hero, volume is a lil cranked up, I mean hell, its guitar hero, and if the volume ain't a little loud, where's the fun?? Midnight rolls around, and all of a sudden there's a banging at my door. I figure its either the tool from the apartment upstairs to tell me to turn that shit down, or maybe my buddy Shaun who saw how much I called him earlier and wanting to see wtf was up.
Nope. Three cops on duty at my door, "Yeah, we got a noise complaint from here?" I really had to control myself from not laughing. Told him I was sorry, would turn it down, blah blah blah. He said that it would be better if I turned it off and just quieted for the evening. I agreed, told him no problem.
He let me off with a warning, apparently my city has a 24 hr bylaw on noise control. Anyone can make a complaint at any time in the day if you are making too much noise. I was amused, to say the least. I closed the door, walked back into the living room, we turned the game down (not off).
Then we decided that if we were to continue our night of revelry....We needed something more. So we went to our various houses, picked up some booze, and returned to my abode, with not just the alcohol, but an extra person. LOL
Yeah, cuz that is the best way to keep the noise levels down *snickers*
So we were up until around 6am, playing guitar hero, shootin' the shit, havign fun, just relaxing and chilling.
I know who called the cops on me. The same tool that couldn't please his girlfriend if you gave him a map to the clitoris.
I think it is amusing that even with the little dick he has, and all the steroids pumped into him from his supposed "wrestling" career (he plays pretend with his friends), that he'd have the balls to simply confront me about his issues. Nah, the guy can't even do that.
He just makes false accusations against me at work, gives me dirty looks, and apparently calls the cops on me when my music is a little high.
I had my friends tell me I should return the favor at some point, but I'm hardly a vengeful person in such regards. I mean hell, the noise I hear from them is 3-4 minutes of the bed squeaking every now and then, and a solid thump when he drops one of his weights.
Admittedly, the sqeaking keeps me up, but in all seriousness, by the time the cops even got here to respond to the complaint, it'd be long over. Which hardly constitutes much of a noise complaint.
Of course, there is a lot more this guy has done, that just strengthens the resolution that he is, without a doubt, a tool. However I'm bound under a confidentiality agreement not to share that precious information. Not that I care, but I do need my job. *chuckles* Lets just say that I've seen rocks smarter than this guy, and bullets through the head more subtle.
Peace out and keep your voices down!!
Zodiak.
Yeah, the cops.
So, my friends are over, we're playing guitar hero, volume is a lil cranked up, I mean hell, its guitar hero, and if the volume ain't a little loud, where's the fun?? Midnight rolls around, and all of a sudden there's a banging at my door. I figure its either the tool from the apartment upstairs to tell me to turn that shit down, or maybe my buddy Shaun who saw how much I called him earlier and wanting to see wtf was up.
Nope. Three cops on duty at my door, "Yeah, we got a noise complaint from here?" I really had to control myself from not laughing. Told him I was sorry, would turn it down, blah blah blah. He said that it would be better if I turned it off and just quieted for the evening. I agreed, told him no problem.
He let me off with a warning, apparently my city has a 24 hr bylaw on noise control. Anyone can make a complaint at any time in the day if you are making too much noise. I was amused, to say the least. I closed the door, walked back into the living room, we turned the game down (not off).
Then we decided that if we were to continue our night of revelry....We needed something more. So we went to our various houses, picked up some booze, and returned to my abode, with not just the alcohol, but an extra person. LOL
Yeah, cuz that is the best way to keep the noise levels down *snickers*
So we were up until around 6am, playing guitar hero, shootin' the shit, havign fun, just relaxing and chilling.
I know who called the cops on me. The same tool that couldn't please his girlfriend if you gave him a map to the clitoris.
I think it is amusing that even with the little dick he has, and all the steroids pumped into him from his supposed "wrestling" career (he plays pretend with his friends), that he'd have the balls to simply confront me about his issues. Nah, the guy can't even do that.
He just makes false accusations against me at work, gives me dirty looks, and apparently calls the cops on me when my music is a little high.
I had my friends tell me I should return the favor at some point, but I'm hardly a vengeful person in such regards. I mean hell, the noise I hear from them is 3-4 minutes of the bed squeaking every now and then, and a solid thump when he drops one of his weights.
Admittedly, the sqeaking keeps me up, but in all seriousness, by the time the cops even got here to respond to the complaint, it'd be long over. Which hardly constitutes much of a noise complaint.
Of course, there is a lot more this guy has done, that just strengthens the resolution that he is, without a doubt, a tool. However I'm bound under a confidentiality agreement not to share that precious information. Not that I care, but I do need my job. *chuckles* Lets just say that I've seen rocks smarter than this guy, and bullets through the head more subtle.
Peace out and keep your voices down!!
Zodiak.
Thursday, May 1, 2008
What is Gor?
I've been asked this so many times, and have always simply replied with, "look it up."
Its strange when I think about it. Were someone to truly look up gor, they would come with one of two explanations: It is a sexual fetish lifestyle entrenched in the BDSM lifestyle involving a Dom/sub relationship on a more extreme level then what BDSM itself encompasses. Or they would simply see, A fictional series written by a male chauvinist (sp?) in the mid-sixties and early seventies, which has grown in popularity and have begun a reprint segment.
Perhaps that is all there is to it, and perhaps I'm merely following my own deranged divurgent path.
To me, gor is a lifestyle, it is not merely Men on a power trip to subjugate women. Hell, that is barely even the tip of the iceberg, and its not even the truth to begin with. As many slaves, submissive women, as there are in Gor, there are also Free Women, whom have as much pride, strength, and openness as a Man. Women who are dominant over men, who are as strong as men in mind and spirit.
So a Master/slave thing isn't what Gor is, and I suppose those whom read that, and call me barbaric, ignorant, or chauvinistic...Well...They are entitled to their opinion, though at no time in my life have I disrespected a woman. Treating one as they desire to be treated is probably the highest form of respect. *shrugs*
So what is Gor than? It is a lifestyle which is accomodated through the world it was created in, and brought forth into the world we live in. Its not the fictional points, tarns, swords, kaiila, tharlarion, homestones, etc. It is the points that can be brought forward, the Codes and Beliefs of the various Castes, the Honor that every person on the entire planet is subject to, the Integrity that everyone is accountable for.
Ever since my inception into Gor, as a roleplayer, I have followed the Caste of the Warrior, and it is a path which I follow in life. Its hardly something simplified in, "so you start a lot of fights?" because honestly, I rarely, if ever, come to blows.
A Member of the Scarlet Caste lives by Honor and Pride. Integrity and Truth. They exert an aura of dominance and strong leadership and confidence in all they do. A Warrior stands for his beliefs, and will go down for them, not bow under the weight and pressure of those opposing him. That is what a warrior is, what he does, and who he is. He has Honor and Pride in his life, in his strengths, and even his weaknesses. He has Integrity to his word, Honorbound to follow through upon that sacred oath if he speaks it. He will not lie, for the truth is his only true path. Any other road would lead to dishonor and destroy his Pride.
Every man is King within the line of his own sword arm. Perhaps not the most telling of quotes, as even with that said, I hardly walk around with a sword. However, I am King within my own existence. As far as my mind reaches, and my arms encompass, is my own domain, and no one enters it without first knowing I am the one in charge in that portion of my world. What happens outside of that is hardly within my control, merely the niche I carved for myself.
The Scarlet Caste is hardly the only one in Gor. Every Caste holds their own codes, conduct, and beliefs. The Caste of Physicians (Green), would hardly have the same view points as a Scarlet. Instead believing that one should not harm life, but save it. Dedicating to help others, they also entrench themselves in Honor, Pride, Integrity, and Truth. Merely in a different respect than others of the same lifestyle.
To me, Gor is as unique as anything in the world. It is not limited to some form of sexual fantasy, some kind of "behind closed doors" ownership or power trip. Perhaps, as aforementioned, I am delusional, and stuck in my own depraved state with these thoughts.
Even with this post, I know, well and clearly, that I won't truly uncover the whole of what Gor is in actuality for me, nor what it means to others. To each their own. I merely have had this on my mind for a long time, and it was nagging at my thoughts last night, after a conversation with a friend, and I wanted to get it out there, even if she likely won't read it for lack of the link being available.
For those few who do read this, and think that it is about them, it isn't. It isn't about anyone but myself, no one prompted my to write it (exception of TK who gave me the idea to finally get some of it out there), and it is not critisizing anyone's belief structure of what Gor is for them, as I said already, it changes by the person, by the Caste, by the standpoint, and by dedication to the views.
With this said, I of course I realize I'm opening myself to a fair bit of critisism. Which, as my Caste would dictate, is anyone's right, their choice, and I'll hardly dispute it. My thoughts are my own, and anything anyone says about it, are their own. I don't care what people think of me in the end, but not caring, and wanting to simply educate others better, are two very different things.
So those are my views. I live by Honor, not doing anything that might bring shame to myself, or those who know me. I live by Pride, showing strength in all I do, and doing it to the best of my ability. I live by Integrity, following through on all I do, and never betraying that which I speak, or believe in. I live by Truth, never lying, and answering honestly.
Yes, I am a Dominant Male, and in many relationships tend to take the lead. This hardly means my partner is always submissive, or a slave. This means, that if that is their heart, then they are free to explore it under an experienced hand and know they are not seen negatively for this. Submission is not a weakness, it is a strength that no one could possibly understand without being there.
This is the truth of what Gor is to me. When it branches further to what the BDSM lifestyle entails of Gor, as a sexual fetish of Master/slave, I say, "Lies." and know that there is so much more beneath that as well. A level of trust that no BDSM Dom/sub couple could ever hope to achieve. A level of acceptance, and utter harmony that people in this day and age would be envious of, were they to see how it enacts within this reality of the world.
So take it how you will. I'll hardly delve into the practices behind closed doors, and the way a Man and W/woman are together, or how it details in Gor, because without experiencing it, words are hollow...Right, bobbi? *smiles*
So, I bid you adieu, and pray you good health.
Zodiak.
Its strange when I think about it. Were someone to truly look up gor, they would come with one of two explanations: It is a sexual fetish lifestyle entrenched in the BDSM lifestyle involving a Dom/sub relationship on a more extreme level then what BDSM itself encompasses. Or they would simply see, A fictional series written by a male chauvinist (sp?) in the mid-sixties and early seventies, which has grown in popularity and have begun a reprint segment.
Perhaps that is all there is to it, and perhaps I'm merely following my own deranged divurgent path.
To me, gor is a lifestyle, it is not merely Men on a power trip to subjugate women. Hell, that is barely even the tip of the iceberg, and its not even the truth to begin with. As many slaves, submissive women, as there are in Gor, there are also Free Women, whom have as much pride, strength, and openness as a Man. Women who are dominant over men, who are as strong as men in mind and spirit.
So a Master/slave thing isn't what Gor is, and I suppose those whom read that, and call me barbaric, ignorant, or chauvinistic...Well...They are entitled to their opinion, though at no time in my life have I disrespected a woman. Treating one as they desire to be treated is probably the highest form of respect. *shrugs*
So what is Gor than? It is a lifestyle which is accomodated through the world it was created in, and brought forth into the world we live in. Its not the fictional points, tarns, swords, kaiila, tharlarion, homestones, etc. It is the points that can be brought forward, the Codes and Beliefs of the various Castes, the Honor that every person on the entire planet is subject to, the Integrity that everyone is accountable for.
Ever since my inception into Gor, as a roleplayer, I have followed the Caste of the Warrior, and it is a path which I follow in life. Its hardly something simplified in, "so you start a lot of fights?" because honestly, I rarely, if ever, come to blows.
A Member of the Scarlet Caste lives by Honor and Pride. Integrity and Truth. They exert an aura of dominance and strong leadership and confidence in all they do. A Warrior stands for his beliefs, and will go down for them, not bow under the weight and pressure of those opposing him. That is what a warrior is, what he does, and who he is. He has Honor and Pride in his life, in his strengths, and even his weaknesses. He has Integrity to his word, Honorbound to follow through upon that sacred oath if he speaks it. He will not lie, for the truth is his only true path. Any other road would lead to dishonor and destroy his Pride.
Every man is King within the line of his own sword arm. Perhaps not the most telling of quotes, as even with that said, I hardly walk around with a sword. However, I am King within my own existence. As far as my mind reaches, and my arms encompass, is my own domain, and no one enters it without first knowing I am the one in charge in that portion of my world. What happens outside of that is hardly within my control, merely the niche I carved for myself.
The Scarlet Caste is hardly the only one in Gor. Every Caste holds their own codes, conduct, and beliefs. The Caste of Physicians (Green), would hardly have the same view points as a Scarlet. Instead believing that one should not harm life, but save it. Dedicating to help others, they also entrench themselves in Honor, Pride, Integrity, and Truth. Merely in a different respect than others of the same lifestyle.
To me, Gor is as unique as anything in the world. It is not limited to some form of sexual fantasy, some kind of "behind closed doors" ownership or power trip. Perhaps, as aforementioned, I am delusional, and stuck in my own depraved state with these thoughts.
Even with this post, I know, well and clearly, that I won't truly uncover the whole of what Gor is in actuality for me, nor what it means to others. To each their own. I merely have had this on my mind for a long time, and it was nagging at my thoughts last night, after a conversation with a friend, and I wanted to get it out there, even if she likely won't read it for lack of the link being available.
For those few who do read this, and think that it is about them, it isn't. It isn't about anyone but myself, no one prompted my to write it (exception of TK who gave me the idea to finally get some of it out there), and it is not critisizing anyone's belief structure of what Gor is for them, as I said already, it changes by the person, by the Caste, by the standpoint, and by dedication to the views.
With this said, I of course I realize I'm opening myself to a fair bit of critisism. Which, as my Caste would dictate, is anyone's right, their choice, and I'll hardly dispute it. My thoughts are my own, and anything anyone says about it, are their own. I don't care what people think of me in the end, but not caring, and wanting to simply educate others better, are two very different things.
So those are my views. I live by Honor, not doing anything that might bring shame to myself, or those who know me. I live by Pride, showing strength in all I do, and doing it to the best of my ability. I live by Integrity, following through on all I do, and never betraying that which I speak, or believe in. I live by Truth, never lying, and answering honestly.
Yes, I am a Dominant Male, and in many relationships tend to take the lead. This hardly means my partner is always submissive, or a slave. This means, that if that is their heart, then they are free to explore it under an experienced hand and know they are not seen negatively for this. Submission is not a weakness, it is a strength that no one could possibly understand without being there.
This is the truth of what Gor is to me. When it branches further to what the BDSM lifestyle entails of Gor, as a sexual fetish of Master/slave, I say, "Lies." and know that there is so much more beneath that as well. A level of trust that no BDSM Dom/sub couple could ever hope to achieve. A level of acceptance, and utter harmony that people in this day and age would be envious of, were they to see how it enacts within this reality of the world.
So take it how you will. I'll hardly delve into the practices behind closed doors, and the way a Man and W/woman are together, or how it details in Gor, because without experiencing it, words are hollow...Right, bobbi? *smiles*
So, I bid you adieu, and pray you good health.
Zodiak.
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