December. A dangerous month. A month when anything is possible because all can be narrowed down to one thought or emotion. The inward looking effect of the rapidly shortening days not only starts to decay the mundane mind, but also starts to destroy the body, which we all know triggers the higher state in some.
Mentally tired, 50 % of my minds capacity has faded, and that 50 % is now replaced by some thing subconscious. Things are speed ed along by seasonal entities, a double edged sword thats kicks into play traditionally....
Before the Christmas season a time of tragedy passes over locally, of course as a polar opposite to the Christmas Spirit ( and i typed a capitol S there ) One cannot exist without the other. I only post this as i have no game to play nowadays, and no goals, but some are not even aware of these things though they play the game enthusiastically. I sit it out and watch, even though im drunk on the ingredients by default.
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