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Captain Matthews, would you like to join me at the shooting range sometimes soon? I'd like to have another look at those guns you have.
"The Red Tent" has gotten pretty sad, but it is still good. There is a reference to some gods and goddesses, and I've been researching them on the side. So far, the one I like reading about the most is Inanna. She's a mother goddess, but also a goddess of death. The whole idea of gods, goddesses, and religion is so fascinating to me. A higher power that created the world, and controls it. A powerful being that created us, and that we should try to please. We didn't exactly worship the Karma Temple, but we followed it's laws, and answered to it. The Karma Temple was the one place where no fighting took place, even though it would have been easy to reach over and kill the leader of another tribe, we were forbidden to. And no one did.
Thinking of home reminds me of how peaceful it is here. I mean, besides the demon guy possessing one of the students, and the portal to hell being opened, and the blinded demon, and the loss of electricity... The students don't fight like we fought with the other tribes. People don't...die. I never thought of death as anything but joining the Rain of the Dead. We always just left the dead where they were slain. And within a few days, the body was gone. Did we even remember the dead after they'd died? I mean, before the atma came. I remember Harvey. I remember Jinana. Sadly, but I remember them.
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"The Red Tent" has gotten pretty sad, but it is still good. There is a reference to some gods and goddesses, and I've been researching them on the side. So far, the one I like reading about the most is Inanna. She's a mother goddess, but also a goddess of death. The whole idea of gods, goddesses, and religion is so fascinating to me. A higher power that created the world, and controls it. A powerful being that created us, and that we should try to please. We didn't exactly worship the Karma Temple, but we followed it's laws, and answered to it. The Karma Temple was the one place where no fighting took place, even though it would have been easy to reach over and kill the leader of another tribe, we were forbidden to. And no one did.
Thinking of home reminds me of how peaceful it is here. I mean, besides the demon guy possessing one of the students, and the portal to hell being opened, and the blinded demon, and the loss of electricity... The students don't fight like we fought with the other tribes. People don't...die. I never thought of death as anything but joining the Rain of the Dead. We always just left the dead where they were slain. And within a few days, the body was gone. Did we even remember the dead after they'd died? I mean, before the atma came. I remember Harvey. I remember Jinana. Sadly, but I remember them.
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