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Tome of Equanimity

 

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Copies of a tome would be seen newly placed within the any libraries within cities with exposed skies and open gates somehow.

The covering marked with a symbol of a the sage herb with blooming white flowers along its stem.

Signaling that of the Way of the Sage.

 

"I am no more important than a farmer or a pauper. We all live and work in this world. The only difference is how far we commit ourselves." - Hareven Lorenthus

 

"You put up your walls to me, even now?" - The Owl Druid to Hareven Lorenthus

 

 

The Statement

 

You are no more important to this world as the rat beneath your floorboards.

A King is no more important to this world than the men he deems to die on a battlefield.

We all exist within a hierarchy that we feel the strongest need to respect, but this is naught but falsities we've told ourselves throughout our life.

We cope by placing our faith with others instead of ourselves.

We incessantly thrust responsibilities for our actions as wholes onto people and balk when the bough breaks but when in fact we should shoulder them ourselves.

Your actions are yours.

Your sins, your happiness.

They are yours, and you are no more or less important, than a rotted corpse, or a God itself.

 

How We Live

 

Many of those whose eyes that will peer over these texts will inevitably be of a religious inclination. There is nothing wrong with this.

The matter of the fact does not change that we, as living beings, cursed or not, exist equally.

A soldier standing before another will see their other for who they are briefly.

A hunter will grant their prey attention that any God envies.

A tradesman places his faith in his own hands and none other.

Every day without realizing it, you come to terms with yourself, and permit all falsehoods to be dropped. Faith becomes nothing, and emotions subside to permit the greatest of equality to form within yourself. Beyond balance, beyond understanding oneself and others, you instinctively lose all walls, and within this moment you truly live.

You live as an equal, you live without worrying of those resting within other worlds, cities, thrones, and coffins. You devout you to yourself.

This devotion is paramount.

 

Devotion

 

You love others. You hate others. Two sides of devotion to the same coin.

Similarly, you love yourself. You hate yourself. None exists without either.

These are natural and should not be seen as shameful, but you must not forget yourself.

Reality for us all, it is only as transient as we are, and will die with us. And only us. Human, elf, whatever we may be, we will die.

Thus Devotion to our own reality is paramount.

This is not an emotion, or a thought process. It is a realization.

We break ourselves for others daily, we hurt and are hurt, we suffer, but what if we do not care for ones self?

Is it selfish for one to seek to form a better reality for oneself?

No. You have been your own guilty pleasure your entire life.

You've made yourself feel better with the use of being there for others.

Now it is time to be your own lack of restraint.

 

Restraints

 

Our souls are shackled by the things we invest ourselves into. Restraints imposed by responsibilities we don't need to have.

Let the mud consume them.

Let the rust break them.

Let them fall and be buried by time.

We invest ourselves into things we do not truly wish to adhere to and it is wrong. Understand this is not wrong of you.

You all have the right to dislike the world thrust onto you.

 

We are allowed to walk away.

 

You are allowed to refuse the world. It owes you nothing, mortal shackles wrought by men and Gods. Wrought not by existence itself.

Who told you how life should be? Have you sat and thought on what you want?

Have you considered yourself?

How can you consider others if not?

 

Observance of Desires

 

Walk the path of life according to your own desires and with time, equanimity will come to you.

Release your attachments to success and failure.

Control your mentality.

Restrain your senses.

Endure your life.

Believe.

Balance yourself.

All on your own. For you. Not anyone else. Not anything else.

Only for what you wish to do before time comes to a stop.

We are all beautiful existences, nothing can twist or change that if we take hold of it all ourselves.

No God has enough power to force us beyond what we seek out ourselves.

No King has the clout to change that world.

You are everything you need to exist without regret.

You.

So exist.

 

Exist loudly, and without regret.

 

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A 'ker druid frowns as she reads the tome, until realizing that it was upside down. She then frowns considerably less.

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A disheveled elf comes across the tome, chuckling at the notion of taking responsibility for your actions.

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For a moment vex cannot tell what the tome is saying...she then flips it around and smiles as she actually reads it now

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A disheveled elf stopped in their tracks, the tome catching their eye, they took it and read it's pages over with their usual deadpan of a face, releasing a sigh, relief? Consideration? Who knew! They  hummed to themselves, retrieving the book to where they found it. Continuing their day with resolve.

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Avius, during one of his thoroughly infrequent visits to the library at Elvenesse, flicked with disdainful eyes through the extent of the thin tome. He had come upon it by chance in his none-too-thorough search for a theoretical concerning advanced, ancient sword techniques, and by the short huff he exuded upon concluding, did not seem impressed. "Meaningless. Useless. Nonsense." Avius remarked with dismissive ignorance to the many silent book-stacks, placing the tome back with a clack against the back wall of its shelf.

 

"Typical Talus." he spat along with a superiority-confirming sniff, before continuing on his sift.

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A small 'ame curiously picked up the tome and began to read, her gaze lingering for a long while on the last statement. Only upon hearing a loud hoot from her beloved owl companion did she snap out of her trance and look up, slightly furrowed eyebrows relaxing as she neatly placed the tome back where she found it. She then began to walk off, silently pondering.

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Axel, on one of his walks around the grove ended him in the library where he noticed the single book on the shelf, then picking up the tome and reading it mutters to himself "...glad theres a book about this now...its important" once finished replaced the book onto its shelf and continues his walk smiling.

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"The question is asked yet again -- the sanctity of praying for one's self. Do not forgo however, that we are all invariably linked, and that we should pray for all, rather than for ourselves. What quest have you to exist above others? Or is it you take the path to glimpse great heavens? To ring the silver bells of arcane knowledge; and to burn before enlightened truth? Perhaps then, would it be worth it, to summon one's soul and contemplate it through whatever means, to then be able to glean the astral." Spoke a green-coated figure as he wrote down notes in a hefty volume of his, his hands shook from disease, his very face unwashed and exhausted. 

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