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I have been betrayed by Zrcalo

Quinn keeps saying he is god. While X is the real god. But neither is the true god.

Quinn is a golden jackal, who are extremely closely related to coyotes.
X is a phoenix... or rather.. an ethereal being of energy. essence of light.

Quinn is a golden jackal because... big hipster faggoty reasons. ... trickster god.
X is a phoenix because he has the ability to 'fly' and can turn into pure energy, ie; fire. .. light/sun god.

They are the leaders and creators of the fictional universe inside my head. But neither of them control the outside world except through modes of ideas.

I have found two hand carved depictions of them. With striking resemblances.
http://zrcalos.tumblr.com/post/102075464387/quinn-and-x
The owner of the gallery I partake in went to a temple in bolivia.. Tiahuanaco. He brought back amulets and trinkets from there.
For the longest time, they were there for sale... but only recently he brought out some I had never seen before.
I saw one of a strange bird man wielding a staff. From my google-fu, I have gathered that he was an unfinished hieroglyph on the inca temple, pre-columbian times. His meaning is lost to google, but the owner of the gallery said that the natives there told him the amulet meant "good travel".

The other amulet portrayed a coyote playing a drum. The gallery owner saw a man carve it himself. So he paid for it. This one will cost me $23 to buy, as I have not bought it yet. I had been eyeing it in the gallery for the past three years it was there. It's only now that I definitely want it and can use the money on it.

As I looked at both the amulets, I saw how much of a disappointment I was to them. The sun god, and the trickster god. They brought me here. I was homeless and starving on the street, and they brought me to my community and entered me into my tribe. But I hid back. I was so happy to move there, so I could participate in the community and hang around the people I cared about. But I hung back. I was given everything I ever needed to be there, to partake, to participate. Yet I did nothing. I am a failure to both of them. It is a punishment to move back to where I originated. For my betrayal.

I am being removed from being close to what I wanted, and instead being knocked back a few steps. Knocked back enough to get me to fight. I want to fight. But I dont know if I will. I want to strive like I used to. It was too easy being in phoenix. But too hard as well. To have been successful there I would have had to be put right in the middle of things. That would have been much healthier for me as well. But I was too removed, and too gullible, and too afraid to participate. I hung back. I am a disappointment to my gods. I failed so very bad. I failed my tribe. I failed my people. Now I will be removed and put back to a place I dont want to be. Being put closer to a system that can ensnare me. Being slowly coerced by society to participate in THEIR game. I dont want that. I dont want to be tempted with that.

I want my things to come from the earth. I want my things to be made by people. I want my life to be filled with dirt, blood, and sweat. I want to feel the earth between my feet. I cant live in this concrete oven. But I'm trapped here. My people are trapped here. Its the only way we can survive. Survival is hard.

I am a fucking piece of shit. I am a fucking pile of shit. My gods are kind, and they will continue being kind, and I am an ungrateful bastard not worth investment. I am a stupid fucking piece of shit. I keep wasting time. I keep chasing my own tail. I keep having to fill out paperwork after paperwork after paperwork. Going to the doctor visits after doctor visits.. wash. rinse. repeat. I want to just be my own person. I am so fucking tired of this shit. Everything is just made out of trash. Nothing means anything anymore. Humans are mass produced on conveyor belts and fed off them.

and what am I? stupid fucking piece of shit that fell off the conveyor belt.

Donovan wont move from weasyl. He's a creature of darkness. He'll hang back there for god knows what reason or why. Stupid piece of shit who lives in fucking trash. I will rebuild. I was shoved back. I will rebuild. If I cant get that amulet, i know I will have been abandoned, then I will have to fight so hard for that god's approval again.

I have been betrayed

Zrcalo

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    I found a phoenix dollar.
    this is important. this is so important. if that coyote amulet is not there on sunday, then I must repent to my god.

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      in my silence, I will be abandoned. I dont want to be abandoned.

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    You need some Volox Monster.

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      o-o I have no idea what that is.

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        The Volox Monster, is the deity I made up on my own. He's a real party animal. He actually stands true to his love towards everyone, and he's a nice guy. He doesn't even require worship. Just accept him, and when your body passes on, he'll take you with him to the farplane.

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          in the farplane, is it a giant rave

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    And yet, they still present you tokens of encouragement.

    It is the promise of Reward, of Overcoming, that these Gods present to you. As I see it, you are not being tested and Punished; you are simply being reminded and Taught. In this Lesson of Suffering there is a Way through all of this, and that may be what They are trying to teach you. Resilience, perseverance, commitment and determination. Adaptability and Survival.

    The way of a Warrior.

    These tokens are a Reminder. You have a goal you seek to fulfil, a Path you wish to follow, and you appear to feel held back by Reality and the Suffering it has put you through. But the Gods are still there, in whatever form they take, injecting themselves into this life through subtle ways.

    I do not think this is an act of malevolence. Otherwise shit would have directly hit the fan a long time ago, and sent this reality into a much deeper Chaos.

    The Universe works in strange ways, and whatever Cosmic Giggle is being had by That Which Is The Game Maker, it is meant out of Humour. Perhaps a strange, distorted humour, but the Way I have come to approach situations of this nature is simply to laugh at the fucked-up-ness of it all.

    You are still Experiencing. And you are still Surviving.

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      hug

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        hug

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          dat avatar

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            robo limbs in horse anus erry day

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              Someone is gonna see this comment weeks or years from now when our icons are normal again and be confused as all shit

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                that someone was almost me.

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    I'm not seeing how you have been betrayed.

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      These things have now been acquired. I feel I have more protection and more connection to things now than I did before. I have also repaired the bag these things and things similar to it were originally kept in. I will need to add the mummified remains of some things to it, once I find containers.