January 20, 2002

  • Leaving Xanga.


    No one joins just, just to leave and yet...


    Some go.  And, to our joy, return. 


    And some depart.  And never come back.


    Buffalo goes now--under unkind conditions.  By farewell, I've left him this advice:


    You need to rage against the predators with fire in your eyes and defiance in your heart.   Your enemies should see you and be sick.  They should faint under the cloak of your shadow--and not for any imagined fluttering prospect of potential lovemaking. 


    For a moment, put your physical prowess and appearance aside as aspects of the outward warrior, and look within youself to discover and embrace the indominatable soul-self which once as the "dark knight" so courageously prevailed in worthy causes.  This warrior within must now do for itself, must act on its own behalf, as once it acted to save and shelter others. 


    The world badly needs warriors of you prowess and multi-faceted potential.  But all's lost if you alone don't chose your ground, make your stand, and slay all the demons that have gathered around.


    For otherwise, the shadowworld will forever, at best, only console you with prizes from the likes of Bozo the Clown.


    Go now and read how Eeconomy, our treasured Grace yet Trickster demon, can rip at the heart of goodness.

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