Lam, of the Auren tribe by birth, still feels pulled by "the way" and it makes him angry, determined to persevere, fight, and exist. The Auren are a despicable, superstitious people, entrapped by the song of their ancestors. In their pursuit of "the way", they will justify any indignity, cover over any injustice, no matter how horrible. They will abandon their own children to the dogs of Rancor and think nothing of it.
"It is 'the Way'", they will say. "it always has been and always will be", they will say. "Only through pebbles of injustice will justice prevail", they will say.
Does it ever give you pause when the truth that you appropriate makes a mockery of you? From the beginning, the essential formless unity has "digressed", as you would say, into form, and distinction, and emotion, and successive generations. Such corruption cannot be tolerated in your view, hence the tenacious adherence to a ghost long past. Now I will tell you about my justice. I revel in form. Every day, there is something new to revel in. The universe is clearly in agreement, it has been developing into more intricate and synergistic states of form for quite a while. I distinguish myself from nature because I can. Because humans are conscious of themselves. Can that be said of nature, the instinctual servant? I choose to see the whole mountain for what it is, and that is whatever I need it to be. Intention is the driver of form.
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I already posted a comment, but I don't think it went through. Here is another version:
Davood, newly appointed Patriarch of the Auren tribe after the death of his Grandfather, at 43 the youngest of the current Masters of the Way, father and grandfather, Guardian of the Life Tree -- the soul source of water for his tribe.
Cousin,
I received your response to Lucium's message and have forwarded it to him. I hope that the spirits guide it to him.
I am glad to see in your letter that the sharpness of your mind has not decreased, and you are engaged in learning much. I had hoped to see you at the Remembering of our Grandfather, but I understand that the current politics prevented you from traveling. The Arbora has suffered for the absence of you keen mind, but as our grandfather said when you left, "we must each find our own path to way."
I remember when as a child you would torment you tutors, myself included, with constant questions. When I would go to our grandfather he laughed and said "he would free us from the way." Alone, he would encourage you.
Now, with civil war on the horizon, I find myself seeking the wisdom in his decision to send you to study.
Jalal!!!
I am so happy that you want to get involved. Brenden and I were talking about creating characters that could engage in existential discussions. Brenden is the administrator of Introspective Babble, you should let him know that you want to sign on for this project
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