Kratoism | On Our Failings

[Guzr 2050]

| ON OUR FAILINGS |

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Below is scribed various gruntglyphs and runes; that of Raguk ink painting across the page’s canvas.

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Every day, I see Uruks laze about. They sit, under the sun. They drink their alcohol. They smoke their green. They do nothing to better themselves. Then, they come ask me

‘Why I dont get anything done?’ 

 

Their heads are filled with excuses. It pisses me off to no regard. You, uruk, son of Krug. Daughter of Krug. you must look within yourself, and be real. Many dont like to do that, because what’s inside is ugly. It’s real ugly. It’s filled with lies about who you are. But you have to be real about yourself. Look into the mirror, be truthful about what you did today that you want to improve.

 

Many Uruks when in trouble say ‘Oh it’s tough’; ‘I cant do it, I tried everything’. You tried everything except being in charge of your brain! An uruk’s brain, when things gets tough it says it’s had enough, it doesn’t want this uncomfortable skah. You’ve got to stop it from taking you to comfortable places. Once you stay in the uncomfortable places, once you show your brain; ‘Im not backing down. You listen to me: I am not backing down.’ it starts to listen. It says ‘well skah, we’ve got to keep going.’ and that’s what it does. It keeps going. You keep going. This is the way of Leyd.

 

Do the skah you dont like. Your wargoth wants you to train the grunts? Go do it. Show life, show the spirits you are not afraid of doing so. You need to fight the inferis demonskah that plague us? Go do it. You need to smith a weapon but you’re not feeling like it? Go. Do. It. Take on challenges, take on adversity. Be an uruk! Nobody in life is going to help you. Nobody in life is feeling sorry for you. If you want something, why dont you go and take it? Why dont you show the spirits the real momoskahin badass that lats am?

 

You can read my scriptures all you like. You can feel motivated all you like. Motivation is skahin skah. Motivation is just an ember that is so easily blown flat by the struggles of life; but embers start wildfires that burn acres. If you want to be successful, you have to look to yourself. Be real with yourself: You can either work hard, work yourself skahin’ hard or you can die nameless or spend the rest of your life doing nothing you are proud of. If you look within yourself, and be honest with yourself; this means taking in your accomplishments and your failures; then work on those failures and successes  the next day and the day after that until the ‘Stroh takes you up to drink with Krug, then you will succeed.

[thesmellypocket 1859]

“What do you mean by being successful?” Asks Pius of Sutica. “On the contrary, what you have written is pure misery and utter nonsense. Men are social creatures, who need one another, if you try and live your life in independence you will become miserable. To be happy we need to be tied, because if our happiness lay in helping only ourselves, we would be the only creature on earth. But on the contrary, we are created with a need for one another, and that is why the happiest people are monks and nuns, for they sacrifice their independence and live in a community where love has primacy. Do men not have nostalgic feelings about their childhood, and suppose that they were happier, then? And yet did not have this attitude of “being successful” as a child. You were entirely dependent on your parents. The very fact you write, here and now, is a refutation of own your philosophy, for you learnt to write through the teachings of others and not by your own strength. Think you that you could have invented the Flexio alphabet by yourself? Hapiness, therefore, is both altruistic and dependent, not self-absorbed, and, in the trials of life, we have recourse to the Creator of the universe, who is Goodness, Truth and Beauty Himself, and they that put their trust in Him, are never confounded even in hardship.”

”I will say though, that some of what you have written is indeed very true; we cannot advance in virtue without hardship and the primacy of the will over the intellect and lusts of the body; and no man will achieve any good without deferring gratification.”

[Hephaestus 1326]

Sleeping Hawk rolled either cold shoulders in a soft shrug, taking to showing little other emotion besides the typical ennui he held dearly, coupled with his downtrodden smirk. After hundreds of years of nothing but slumber, trapped in a cage of Lyes’ making, dreams of a weary hawk floating above himself all day and all night in a closely wound circle came back upon himself, with the rising of a new sun, and the stitching of new moccasins; Tahorran, it called itself, and seldom did it do but peck out the ‘ame’s insides in a similar apathy to his. And in an act of no real motivation, as that mentioned in the writings of the Raguk, the man only awoke to go back to sleep, in his little cot, within a little hut, overshadowing the moss of bark and waters of a marsh below its flooring, o’ high an’ mighty, however pathetic in size.

T’was not long before Sleeping Hawk came to a realisation that, the Hawk he saw in his reveries was, in fact, but a projection of himself. Tahorran, he read after the hum of his meek voice, an echo befalling the rest of the bayou he dubbed solace and home to himself, in these new lands of Arcas. In but two steps, the man returned to the rug blanketed below wind chimes and dream catchers which rang a hush melody in the wake of Bûrzgraz, and as hastily as he walked therein, he sat to read the scroll once more, particular admiration washing upon the man. It’d been the first he properly revered a child of Krug to such a degree since Phaedrus’Yar. 

”Motivation binds itself to some, just as manfolk bound tethers to cattle. Well done, weary Kratoist. Well done, brood of Raguk.”

[Guzr 2050]

6 hours ago, thesmellypocket said:

“What do you mean by being successful?” Asks Pius of Sutica. “On the contrary, what you have written is pure misery and utter nonsense. Men are social creatures, who need one another, if you try and live your life in independence you will become miserable. To be happy we need to be tied, because if our happiness lay in helping only ourselves, we would be the only creature on earth. But on the contrary, we are created with a need for one another, and that is why the happiest people are monks and nuns, for they sacrifice their independence and live in a community where love has primacy. Do men not have nostalgic feelings about their childhood, and suppose that they were happier, then? And yet did not have this attitude of “being successful” as a child. You were entirely dependent on your parents. The very fact you write, here and now, is a refutation of own your philosophy, for you learnt to write through the teachings of others and not by your own strength. Think you that you could have invented the Flexio alphabet by yourself? Hapiness, therefore, is both altruistic and dependent, not self-absorbed, and, in the trials of life, we have recourse to the Creator of the universe, who is Goodness, Truth and Beauty Himself, and they that put their trust in Him, are never confounded even in hardship.”

”I will say though, that some of what you have written is indeed very true; we cannot advance in virtue without hardship and the primacy of the will over the intellect and lusts of the body; and no man will achieve any good without deferring gratification.”

 

 

“I seek not happiness. It is childish to presume such of the world. The world will beat you down, it will tear you apart. You. Will. Suffer.

I seek success, for the only way to be happy is to go through these hardships, to go through all that is suffering so you can fail, over and over again until you win. You will not find toughness in the comfortable places of a mother's grasp. 

 

You say I have grown from my parents, and that I was happy with them. You are wrong. I was born in the molten core of the firelands, with a number branded on my back by my Wargoth. I was miserable, slobbish, debauched. I taught myself to read, I taught myself to improve. My name was given to me by myself. And even if my parents had taught me to read, I would not wish one more day in their house for a day in such comfortable abodes would make my mind soft, and unwilling to seek challenges for the sake of improving.”

[thesmellypocket 1859]

On 9/18/2020 at 9:35 PM, MinaGobbler said:

 

 

“I seek not happiness. It is childish to presume such of the world. The world will beat you down, it will tear you apart. You. Will. Suffer.

I seek success, for the only way to be happy is to go through these hardships, to go through all that is suffering so you can fail, over and over again until you win. You will not find toughness in the comfortable places of a mother's grasp. 

 

You say I have grown from my parents, and that I was happy with them. You are wrong. I was born in the molten core of the firelands, with a number branded on my back by my Wargoth. I was miserable, slobbish, debauched. I taught myself to read, I taught myself to improve. My name was given to me by myself. And even if my parents had taught me to read, I would not wish one more day in their house for a day in such comfortable abodes would make my mind soft, and unwilling to seek challenges for the sake of improving.”

"What is success?  What is improvement? Why do you subject yourself to an unhappy life? What is the purpose of your struggle? Why do you subject yourself to this regime?

 

If you think happiness comes from 'softness' you are already more seduced by this kind of stoic pride than I thought. It's not about the soft abode, it's about LOVE. An hero dies not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him. He submits to hardship because he loves. Hardship, "success" are miserable and purposeless without love; and love is unattainable in the end if ruined by effeminacy and the passions of the body. You are halfway there. You have the latter, but you do not have the former. But better a man had the former alone than merely the latter; I assure you that you are certainly more "successful" than I am, but my success will count for something because I submit to hardship and self improvement but for the purpose of love, not out of this self wise vanity that refuses to dependent on others or be happy.

 

Furthermore you equate happiness with lack of suffering. This is pure folly. Know you the story of a certain Humbert? He saw a beggar in the street in great physical suffering and distress. He probably could not read and write. But he was perfectly happy. And Humbert was miserable despite having all the comforts of the world. This same Humbert was much more learned. And he renounced all his wealth for a life of poverty. He suffered greatly but with unspeakable happiness. To equate happiness with not suffering is the path of cowards. The brave man suffers happily; the cowards will breaks in his effeminacy."

 

Pius of Sutica adds, much later on: “Even if you taught yourself to read and write, you still did not invent the alphabet yourself. So ultimately, you are dependent on someone, somewhere down the line.”