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"If I take a lamp and shine it toward the wall, a bright spot will appear on the wall. The lamp is our search for truth... for understanding. Too often, we assume that the light on the wall is God, but the light is not the goal of the search, it is the result of the search. The more intense the search, the brighter the light on the wall. The brighter the light on the wall, the greater the sense of revelation upon seeing it. Similarly, someone who does not search - who does not bring a lantern - sees nothing. What we perceive as God is the by-product of our search for God. It may simply be an appreciation of the light... pure and unblemished... not understanding that it comes from us. Sometimes we stand in front of the light and assume that we are the center of the universe - God looks astonishingly like we do - or we turn to look at our shadow and assume that all is darkness. If we allow ourselves to get in the way, we defeat the purpose, which is to use the light of our search to illuminate the wall in all its beauty and in all its flaws; and in so doing, better understand the world around us." ~ G'kar.
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You'll excuse me, if you need me I'll be over there, getting drunk with the rest of the aliens.
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Entropy


...And let the rest of the galaxy burn. I don't care anymore. ~ Ambassador Londo Mollari, Babylon 5.

I sympathize, my fan-haired friend. I truly sympathize.

I've gone beyond negativity to apathy. I feel -nothing-. At all. About anything.

And the funny thing is that I'm not sure if that is a bad thing.
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"I'll tell you one thing, If the primates that we came from had known that someday politicians would come out of the gene pool, they'd have stayed up at the trees and written evolution off as a bad idea!

... Hell, I always thought the opposable thumb was... overrated."
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Soooo... I started watching Babylon 5 again, from the beginning. Probably I'll stick around until the end of season 4. I didn't like Season 5 at all. Bloody waste-of-screen-time-Lochley.

This is the first time where I get to watch the first season thoroughly, and I've come to the conclusion that I really... REALLY like Sinclair. He's one awesome character. Not as awesome as Ivanova of course, but hey, Ivanova is god, so yeah. ^_^

So far I've gotten as far as Deathwalker (haven't watched it yet). I'm doing most of the B5-watching on my laptop. ^_^ Yes, it arrived, and it is officially flicking awesome. ^^

Also got my claws on a PSX memory card, so now I can actually play Playstation 1 games on the Playstation 2. I might get around to do that someday, with all the awesome RPGs around for the PSX. However, I think I'll get some playing through Shin Megami Tensei: Nocturne first. It starts off so bloody mysterious and nifty, It may be worth further abuse. xD

On a more personal note, I'm having an art and writer's block of doom and even freakier dreams. Two nights ago, I had a rather awesome and probably B5 inspired one...

An event happened on Earth that allowed the Human race to change itself - physically, that is. So, anthropomorphic nonhuman sentients started appearing. The changes varied from subtle (like the transformation of ears into more elfish ones) to complete and utter transformations, depending on the person. There were a lot that haven't changed, too, because they liked being what they were.

That's where the mess began. Extremists rose on each sides. Humans who believed in the purity and superiority of the human race despised the sudden appearance of the transformed among them, viewing them as inhuman creatures that have no place on Earth. Some of the transformed believed that they were now far superior to humans, and therefore should have had global leadership. There were many groups who didn't mind each other and just wanted to get along peacefully. But when acts of racial hatred began happening - Human purists attacking groups of transformed regardless of association and same for transformed superiorists, war became inevitable. Smaller groups were consumed by the mess - some joining the extremists groups because of the general hatred going all around, others becoming involved for other reasons.

My part in that dream - I was my anthro form, and was part of a small mixed group of humans and transformed who were just trying to survive the madness going around in the war-torn Earth around us. We had this little forest fortress that we were defending... Most of the dream was plot exposition, actually, but it started with this one transformed who ran at us with a few humans chasing it and firing at it, We neutralized the humans and let her in... She was hurt pretty badly. She said something about them chasing her ever since the transformation happened... She was an experiment of some sort. I haven't really understood what exactly her deal was.

Wierd dream. >_>

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