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Name: Francis Don Xavier
Birthday: 6/7/1984
Gender: Male
Interests: Japan for 21 days!
Expertise: You name it.
I do it.
well...not really. but that sounded pretty cool didn't it?
Occupation: Research and development
Industry: Art
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  flipxd
Member Since:
1/8/2004
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| these are the moments I wait for, the late nights, the untimely frustration, the inability to sleep, the weakness that settles at the crown of your head and slips its way down all the way into your core. A person half-covered with fatigue, exhaustion, whether mental, physical, or emotional. It's these moments when you don't know why you're pushing to be awake, to be alive, to stay alive, it's these moments that there is a clarity that points at you like a magnifying glass, taking who you are, what you are, and the infinitesimal bits in between and brings them to utter and complete light.
does it matter what I'm thinking?
not really.
all that matters is that I'm here, clearer than ever before.
'peace
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| I realize something.
I was just running.
Now I don't need to run.
I just need to explore.
hmm...this entry was more for me than anyone else really
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| A Hero Passes...
I can't say that I'm easily impressed. I can't say that I look upon too many people with marked aspiration and awe. But there are a few people in this world whose contributions I've come to recognize to have a significant impact on my life. People like Mother Theresa, Martin Luther King Jr., and Jesus, whose words, teachings, and life stories echo through time and culture, transcend generations and make imprints on so many people's lives. But they are the celebrities, if you will, of the notable and quotable. In my life though, there are others, much lesser known individuals who have had a significant weight on defining me as a person. People like George Orwell, George Lucas, and significantly, at this time, the late Gary Gygax.
I'm willing to wager less than 1% of you out there have ever heard of or even come across this name before, let alone really understood his significance in my culture. Not that you're required to know him for his name and presence are known to so little. But to me, he was responsible for feeding my imagination, inspiring my mind, and fostering some very important friendships. He was the creator of the pen-and-paper RPG, Dungeons and Dragons. A god amongst nerds if you will. He took mythology, literature, and fable condensed its spirit into paper and gave the uninspired youth a page to write on.
On the fringes of society, in family rooms, and dinner tables, the awkward, creative, obscure, and adolescent had a place to go, where race, money, and status, did not matter. The table top was for those who wished to visit and there were no walls to keep you away. Your being overweight, or having acne, or lack of social skills would be shed, and just for one night you could become Auris Onslai, half-elven fire mage, charmer of women and dashing warrior. It was escape and fantasy, my experience was the sharpening of my mental acuity, the development of my writing skills, my exposure to mythology and history. In a society where the strong, quick, and agile are hailed for throwing balls into hoops, or getting from point A to point B the fastest, at the tabletop we would be praised for creativity, our wit, and our humor.
Back then, D and D was taboo, it was something to be tucked in our pockets, hidden from the eyes of anyone who didn't understand what it was. But now, as I'v grown older,and have friends that I cherish and understand me, it's something I can be proud of. It's as much of my heritage as is my blood and skin and remains a small yet significant portion of how I was raised. Gary Gygax's passing does not signify the end of an era, but it's an important time for me to reflect upon those great influences in my life. Around the world, the few and initiated will understand the weight of my words, and we will be thankful for our experience. We will say thanks, toast our goblets, bang our shields, and raise our swords.
Here's to you Gary Gygax, to your gift and your imagination...and don't worry, the cheetos are in the cupboard.
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| So yeah, life is motherefffin SWEET right now.
RT'ing Ohio.
Wedding'ing in Hawai'i
i'm lovin it!
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