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Crusader Kings III Available Now!
The realm rejoices as Paradox Interactive announces the launch of Crusader Kings III, the latest entry in the publisher’s grand strategy role-playing game franchise. Advisors may now jockey for positions of influence and adversaries should save their schemes for another day, because on this day Crusader Kings III can be purchased on Steam, the Paradox Store, and other major online retailers.
Now that I am up to date
with the recent spate
of updates from the Saiiban lands
I would just like to mention
my continued fascination
at seeing what wonders remain possible even when one has wings instead of hands
with the recent spate
of updates from the Saiiban lands
I would just like to mention
my continued fascination
at seeing what wonders remain possible even when one has wings instead of hands
The Saiiban apologize
About taking systems
They are somewhat kind
Although those death robots
Sound like a war in the making
About taking systems
They are somewhat kind
Although those death robots
Sound like a war in the making
Knock Knock
Knock Knock
You find you are
in front of two doors
Locked by unknown lore
Do they go near or far?
If an open door says
“Come in”
And a closed door says
“Stay out”
What to make of a door
Closed by an inviting lock?
“Unlock us please”
The locks say
“But what is on the other side?”
We reply.
Silence, only silence,
But why did we expect locks to reply?
Madness? Money? Science? Insanity?
The locks tempt, they invite,
If our flock has one central weakness
Curiosity to learn what is on the other side.
We do not know the key,
We barely understand the door,
But our talons quiver with the scent of prey
One day (not yet) we will open them
And find out more.
(Who’s there?)
You find you are
in front of two doors
Locked by unknown lore
Do they go near or far?
If an open door says
“Come in”
And a closed door says
“Stay out”
What to make of a door
Closed by an inviting lock?
“Unlock us please”
The locks say
“But what is on the other side?”
We reply.
Silence, only silence,
But why did we expect locks to reply?
Madness? Money? Science? Insanity?
The locks tempt, they invite,
If our flock has one central weakness
Curiosity to learn what is on the other side.
We do not know the key,
We barely understand the door,
But our talons quiver with the scent of prey
One day (not yet) we will open them
And find out more.
(Who’s there?)
Our historians would
remind us that all beings think
they have the better claim
Our generals would
sing that, this, while true, is not
as important as survival
Our talons are graceful
delicate instruments of
science, unlike "hands"
Wings quiver and our
talons wait, ready to pounce
on any mistake
Many doors are
What is on the other side?
Wisdom? Power?
Or far worse things?
Even death itself is a door -
One to the afterlife
What is on the other side?
Wisdom? Power?
Or far worse things?
Even death itself is a door -
One to the afterlife
Songs of the Precursors I: Remnant Whispers
A whisper blows in space
Like a dark fog creeping
Across history erased
Through time sleeping
Screaming softer than silence
You do not do, you do not do
We are all done, we did
What we had to do.
We lived? We died?
Before you, we flew
Before you, we tried
After you, will remnants brew?
Like bubbles of ancient air
Popping, spewing legacies
Without a single care
Will you be forgotten? Will your enemies?
We were forgotten, Or did we forget?
But now, you have found our
Remnants
And remembered us
And you investigate, and seek to know
Not wondering,
If we wished to fade,
To lie, to rest, and put down
The burden of a past
A future, a history,
a legacy
If to forget is
a blessing.
A whisper blows in space
Like a dark fog creeping
Across history erased
Through time sleeping
Screaming softer than silence
You do not do, you do not do
We are all done, we did
What we had to do.
We lived? We died?
Before you, we flew
Before you, we tried
After you, will remnants brew?
Like bubbles of ancient air
Popping, spewing legacies
Without a single care
Will you be forgotten? Will your enemies?
We were forgotten, Or did we forget?
But now, you have found our
Remnants
And remembered us
And you investigate, and seek to know
Not wondering,
If we wished to fade,
To lie, to rest, and put down
The burden of a past
A future, a history,
a legacy
If to forget is
a blessing.
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Whenever the question arises
whether to explore various surprises
Our people always know our course
"Of course we must set forth!"
The worst part for us
is quite simply not knowing
the answer quite yet.
Seven million years
Not long
in the grand scheme of things
Beings appear
they flourish, they withdraw
Now just actors in the songs we sing
Not long
in the grand scheme of things
Beings appear
they flourish, they withdraw
Now just actors in the songs we sing
Everything ends
And when our end comes
Who will remember us -
Who will even remember our name?
What remains of the dead -
Even corpses decay.
All is ephemeral,
So do we embrace that?
And when our end comes
Who will remember us -
Who will even remember our name?
What remains of the dead -
Even corpses decay.
All is ephemeral,
So do we embrace that?
Mote in the Eye of the Universe
A mere blink of time
to geology's senses
has so much history
Who will say our name?
Who will carry forth our flame?
When we are gone, who will tell our story?
Stranger, if you hear our song,
it asks but one thing,
Sing!
Sing of us, carry us with you,
through the halls of time.
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What waits?
What has sentientkind wrought?
How mighty are we, truly?
Look upon our works,
And despair at their insignificance!
What has sentientkind wrought?
How mighty are we, truly?
Look upon our works,
And despair at their insignificance!
Breaking down like Fractions
Breaking down like Fractions
Every action has an equal and opposite reaction
So we suppose as we grew larger it was inevitable we’d break into factions
Try not to crack under the stress, we're breaking down like fractions
Politicians singing various calumnies without retractions.
It sure was nice, It sure was nice
When we were all on the same side
It sure was nice, It sure was nice
When we put aside our ego and our pride
Look back at our founding
Won’t you listen to my advice?
It sure was nice, It sure was nice
When we were all on the same side.
Look, we’ve tripled our number of planets,
Our original arraignment wasn’t made out of granite
Back when we had just one planet one bird could run it
But now that we’ve grown that can’t work anymore can it?
It sure was nice, It sure was nice
When we were all on the same side
It sure was nice, It sure was nice
When we put aside our ego and our pride.
Look, I know that our government was founded on science
But on it we have placed far too much reliance
Do not mistake our argument for some sort of defiance
We just think it’s time for a little more commoner compliance
It’s time to stand up for our sacred sovereignty
And admit that not all wings are fit to power’s solemnity
Time to look the truth in the eye and face the lie,
not all are fit to wield the power of scientists.
Time to bow down to the Hierarchical Union!
It sure was nice, It sure was nice
When we were all on the same side
It sure was nice, It sure was nice
When by politics we didn’t divide.
Every action has an equal and opposite reaction
So we suppose as we grew larger it was inevitable we’d break into factions
Try not to crack under the stress, we're breaking down like fractions
Politicians singing various calumnies without retractions.
It sure was nice, It sure was nice
When we were all on the same side
It sure was nice, It sure was nice
When we put aside our ego and our pride
Look back at our founding
Won’t you listen to my advice?
It sure was nice, It sure was nice
When we were all on the same side.
Look, we’ve tripled our number of planets,
Our original arraignment wasn’t made out of granite
Back when we had just one planet one bird could run it
But now that we’ve grown that can’t work anymore can it?
It sure was nice, It sure was nice
When we were all on the same side
It sure was nice, It sure was nice
When we put aside our ego and our pride.
Look, I know that our government was founded on science
But on it we have placed far too much reliance
Do not mistake our argument for some sort of defiance
We just think it’s time for a little more commoner compliance
It’s time to stand up for our sacred sovereignty
And admit that not all wings are fit to power’s solemnity
Time to look the truth in the eye and face the lie,
not all are fit to wield the power of scientists.
Time to bow down to the Hierarchical Union!
It sure was nice, It sure was nice
When we were all on the same side
It sure was nice, It sure was nice
When by politics we didn’t divide.
And yet even these
mighty works of ancients past
pale beside the cosmos.
The mystery haunts
demands we try to answer
with screaming silence.
Division exists
But civil war hasn’t come
How long will that last?
(Have you been listening to Hamilton recently? This gives me What’d I Miss vibes.)
But civil war hasn’t come
How long will that last?
(Have you been listening to Hamilton recently? This gives me What’d I Miss vibes.)
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