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Reiaandra Ilin
Caldari Solstice Systems Development Concourse
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Posted - 2007.07.20 01:58:00 -
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Genevieve! activate mass communications array.
<Mass Communications is activating please wait 10 seconds before transmitting.>
<Mass Communications array is active and ready for transmission>
<<Communication Begin>> Have you not seen it?
Amarr living for hedonistic pleasures like a Gallente? Caldari flying with all the rage and pride of a Matari? Matari playing looting and selling wares like a Caldari?
Can't you all see that our blood and races do not make who we are anymore?
It's who we were
We fly as solitary stars, subject to only our will.
The Amarr who believe in this idyllic purity of blood and spirit will tell you race gives them superiority.
Well! if they are truly superior let them inject themselves with Vitoc and rise strong without its damning effects!
There are no answers left in the planets that we had lived upon.
Yes, my homeworld was raped. This does not make it any less truthful.We live between our ships and our stations. We die and rise again to fight. Our ships are like wombs which keeps life in and only releases us really to die.
We were once children of men but now we are children of the stars!
Now I know as all of you hear this you will deny my words and scoff at my ideas but answer this. Would you not shoot a man down in an asteroid belt because he is of the same race as you? I, as a Caldari, have sent thousands of Gurista pilots to meet their makers.
I do not bat an eyelash.
I have killed many a fellow Achur, which holds more significance with me than Caldari does. Yet that does not stay my hand.
And it has not stayed anyone's hand from sending me back to the cloning vats.
Have your pride in who you are but do not hide behind your race as your shield
Even you Amarr with your god, would stab the most devoted worshiper in the back for his ISK and then label him a heathen.
We are only our own. We are ships and stars in life and fireworks for sadistic pleasures in death.
I am not preaching a new life for all, NO!
I am merely giving something to ring true in this dark void of space.
Gems of intelligent thought are rare.
Take this one.
It may not be worth much ISK but its worth something.
You determine what that is.
Fly safe and fly swift.
Reiaandra Ilin out
<<Communication Terminated by sender>>
<Mass Communications array has been deactivated>
Thank you Genevieve.
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Corelous Alterrian
Amarr Intaki Liberation Front Exa Nation
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Posted - 2007.07.20 07:54:00 -
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Thank the stars someone finily see's it but me!
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Gaven Lok'ri
Amarr PIE Inc.
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Posted - 2007.07.20 09:09:00 -
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These paroxysms of godless existential garbage are getting somewhat tiring.
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Babs Johnson
Sniggerdly Pandemic Legion
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Posted - 2007.07.20 14:03:00 -
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Gaven, darling, you always have such a puckered look on your face.
You really should consult a Gallente physician. Your constipation will be cured in no time.
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Khavi Vetali
Tabula Rasa Systems The Star Fraction
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Posted - 2007.07.20 15:06:00 -
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Originally by: Gaven Lok'ri These paroxysms of godless existential garbage are getting somewhat tiring.
To be quite honest, the only thing that is tiring about it are the inevitibal snipes and comments from the godslave peanut gallery. You'll be understanding, of course, if many consider the rambling diatribes of your own kind a waste of good air, right?
Quote: Tyger! Tyger! burning bright; In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye; Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
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Andreus Ixiris
Gallente Luna Rossa Corporation SMASH Alliance
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Posted - 2007.07.20 16:24:00 -
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Originally by: Babs Johnson Gaven, darling, you always have such a puckered look on your face.
You really should consult a Gallente physician. Your constipation will be cured in no time.
It's the millenia of inbreeding with the filth without that's spawned the filth within, I'm afraid. He's quite beyond help - putting him down would be the kindest option.
----- I think it's little enough to ask that every Amarrian roll over and die so I can live in my vision of a perfect world. |
Reiaandra Ilin
Caldari Solstice Systems Development Concourse
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Posted - 2007.07.20 17:00:00 -
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Originally by: Gaven Lok'ri These paroxysms of godless existential garbage are getting somewhat tiring.
I'm sorry you're in such a bad mood Gaven.
Did your contraband Gallente Holoreel player break today? or did you have a few slaves escape?
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Tsar
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Posted - 2007.07.23 09:46:00 -
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Should we all be stars, you would certainly be the brightest among us all Reiaandra Ilin.
I guess what you have been so poetically describing is just called "Evolution" in our barbaric language.
People start gathering within tribes to survive in a unknown infinite new world. Those tribes develop common cultures, common ideals, common goals that may enter in conflict with other tribes preferences. And as long as the world will remain an infinite unknown place, this will have a sense and be the rule of that world.
But, once borders of the world are discovered, the world end up being a closed area to live in and people start to think about how they, individually, may find their place into this world. They are forcibly influenced by different culture and they evolve : gaining individual ideas, loosing community thinking.
That's why today, everyone is more concerned about his own life and own personnal goal... Fighting for a cause, for a tribe is just old fashion.
The same happenned at a more local scale, a long time ago, on a planet called Earth. But then, everything changed again once space travel was discovered, creating a new unknown and infinite world to gather in.
Still, the true question lying beneath is to know whether true strength is to be able to live by yourself in that closed world or if it is to be able to rely on a tribe inside it, especially when you don't know why your tribesmen are really fighting for...
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Reiaandra Ilin
Caldari Solstice Systems Development Concourse
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Posted - 2007.07.24 01:33:00 -
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Perhaps, Tsar, our corporations and wingmen become our acquired tribes. Or perhaps they will forsake us at a moments notice, only time will tell friend, for I have not lived enough years to know if this is truth or not.
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