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Will
post Mar 10 2015, 09:55 AM
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I have translated the papers we recovered from the Tomb of Life. I am now fluent in 1st age ancient text.

I feel as though each page stands on it's own like a journal entry, so I include them all separately here for your thoughts.

Importantly, I see no reference to the Grist. I have also guessed some of the punctuation, so bare in mind sentences may read differently to my assumption.

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So my skylight catches something unawares
I suppose my art being existence might eventually find its way back to me.
The elegant Queen found me so I should expect this visitation alignment.
I am certain this existence is from my dream sketches enticing with promises of fleshy gifting and wars embraces and kisses and caresses.
If I capture my own creation if art by artistry is this some paradox.
Do I trap part of my dream upon the canvas. When I exhibit this within the halls of the gallery am I laid bare.
Is the artist exposed to the core, stripped away paint flecks brushed aside to leave charcoal scratch marks


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To think I have attracted attention. A commission indeed but of course she is equal measure vain and beautiful.
The sessions are a welcome distraction from my attic space. I am never certain how I arrive to sketch and paint but the company is welcome and I feel the work will please this Queen.
Pride of place in her halls guarded by ugly fiends, such compassion.
Step left, close the eyes, step forward, jump forward, tap your nose with a wooden spoon.
Ridiculous but secure enough in the depths of such strange land.
This land of the young with passion and love.
Kings and Queens, mighty forts and secluded cairns could drag my brush off the easle and I could find solace here.
But I would lose myself.
Not that I truly know myself.
These elegant ancients truly do not know the nothing and something.
But did this Queen seek a portrait on a whim, and what alignment granted her the power to ask me and direct me from my attic?
The gift of a queen humbles me. A vibrant pigment to capture the burning under belly of molten rocks


More to follow.

But whilst I remember, I cleared a few things up last time.

The next stage of our mission will be for us to reclaim the bones of Grist whilst a more powerful group assumes Grist himself.

Bringing the bones to Primus will not be a terrible thing.

Killing Grist will not end the Grist plague. We must do further things to achieve that.

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post Mar 10 2015, 01:34 PM
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I have to admit eroticism is not what I have aimed for.
The beckoning figures offer the unknown. A dark secret beyond the veil. A direction subtle and intangible but enough to misdirect.
I am surprised at the result of my art, that I can feel.
I am hidden away through my little misdirection.
This means no more commissions.
No more eyes looking out at me from the canvas.
No more dreams being invaded by existence coming into being.
I have my attic and skylight.
I have my brushes, my knife, my paint.
And I have found another gallery in which to exhibit.
It is ideal. It falls into alignment as if it were a canvas of mine, granting a true link throughout my work.
It is surrounded by the nothing. In time I called it the Astral. A dream of star spanning locust swarms which feed upon the dust of silly works of art no one cared to notice.
Maybe I don't need to know about myself either.


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post Mar 10 2015, 05:17 PM
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Uh poors yous translatsyfying thats gobblegooks, sounds likes he was madses,
Ooo ands maybes somes sorts ofs picture creator typsey...
Its nots ones of those thingsies wheres yous shoulds onlies be readsing certains letters
Of its, and nots as you woulds normalies is its

Midge


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post Mar 11 2015, 01:05 AM
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Maybe, though my keen dream senses are suggesting an arts and crafts period of time in our future...

Wait till I get it all on here. Writing it up from my notes is taking time!


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post Mar 11 2015, 04:45 PM
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I wish I could paint her.
Such deadly beauty captured in eternal brush strokes.
scars across a page reflecting her eyes and the eyes within her hooded crown.
I know I would falter. Succumb to that withering glare she grants to those in her displeasure.
The sweeping stroke of ochres and umber to catch the rising swell of those serpentine breasts.
I know for certain that to capture that image is the keystone and pinnacle of my work.
My artwork would entice grand rapture, cause migration of evils to flock and admire with longing.
Force goodness into spirals on downwards currents of love to inspect and respect the shear brutal truth that the nothing and something would fall into place in accordance with the display plan of the gallery.
But I cannot paint her.
She hates me. Wants my breath to cease.
Tear my groin to ribbons to smear my blood and humors in broad strokes imitating childhood musings.
Yet she desires nothing more than eternal visage.


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post Mar 11 2015, 04:46 PM
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There are 5 pages left. I am beginning to think the author is Mr E. Does anyone have any other thoughts?


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post Mar 11 2015, 06:13 PM
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Cleft likes arts and crafts.

Clest already master architect. Now training to be master tailor.


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post Mar 12 2015, 03:43 PM
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I will sleep for eons amongst the scaled tentacular beasts of drunken sculpture.
I will awake to thunderous rapture as my art is seen as just that.
Art.
This sketch is strange.
Time is working it's way along the inside of a tube. My paint is not the colour I expected.
The image I think is a world of water and earth though there is strucure as as if craftsmen have risen their world to the sky in awe of some power above.
It is definite now that I frame my images in the nothing of comparison to something.
The structures are a silver metal. I see them more clearly in my dreaming mind than awake.
They are the stuff of dreams.
The perspective is not true to my vision. I must enhance my third eye to see true and catch this image.
I think this image is good for me and my sleep.


If I had to guess I would say this refers to Primus.

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So I find myself scratching imagery of distant and vague places.
Why do I do this?
Is this art? Perhaps it is but without an audience I am at a loss as to why I make marks upon surfaces.
I have opened many doors once these pictures hang upon walls.
Am I creation?
Am I existence within time?
How many images must I create to find the path home?
The paths I have forgot bear nothing but misery for me.
Civilisations are swallowed in fire and greed with the stroke of my knife.
New life is spawned upon the pallet as I mix hues and shades.
The dragons are proof of my application of colours upon existence.


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post Mar 13 2015, 05:19 AM
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The nothing and something grows.
The hunger is still within the nothing. I have not let my brush risk that dream scape yet.
I will in time, and shroud it under black sheets from prying eyes and unfortunate alignments.
My skylight glows with the warmth of a star in its violent birth.
The royal pigment scorched the image of a world of fire.
Destructive power of a magnitude to equal the hunger.
The paint crackles and burns. My fingers char with the work. Sweat stings my eyes and the lashes around them sings and fall away in ashen wisps.
I envisage one of the dragons I painted into being, eating it's tail in a circle around this incendiary planet.
I catalogue it with the big tree of existence, the burning realm of victim souls, the magical sinkhole and all the misty cloud cloud realms I sketched as boundaries to all these implausible dreams. I had to fill the nothing.
In some ways I feel my ability to cast existence upon a surface has been very naive.
If I could find the canvas with the heavens and hells I would paint over it.
This burning world is worthy of exhibition though.


Dragon eating tail is sign of end times yes? Suspect this world to be Primus.

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In my attic the alignment at this time shows a possible future.
A land of what we know as men, the most vicious of sentience, trying to justify the destruction they wreak via higher powers they grasp at across the void.
An elegant building, terraces running up in steps to a large plinth on top monolithic in feel, leviathan in size rivers of blood streaming down from an angry wound, murder to placate unknown power.
I think this is the most true image of man. Of the many I have seen my palette swirls with incandescence and bubbles of paint arrive to create the image.
The metal taste of blood is in my throat.
The hard arousal of violent murder.
My brush and knife rape and stab the scene into horrid truth.
My dark work.
I don't like it I truth, but it must stay to involve the place of the Dawn.
I don't ever wish to visit Primus. It is blood and death.


I suspect Primus refers to Primus.

Am glad this death painter doesn't want to come here.

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My attic feels very small. I look out of the skylight and look at the nothing and wonder why I am the something.
I have hands and it appears feet with which to walk.
The more that becomes something, beginning or birth, perhaps the more of creation is within my sight.
Why am I something at the very start of everything.
I am certain I have a past but nothing else does.
The skylight grants vision in the form of light but there is nothing making me.
The canvas I work with is woven, suggesting craftsmanship but I am at the beginning of time.
There is no hourglass, there is no passage of day into night.
There are those before time though.
The elegant ones with decadence of eons.
The hunger within the nothing.
The elegant ones are likely to appreciate art.
But I am not part of any strange design of theirs.
I dream though and I think the hunger might too.
Such an absolute sensation, self consuming, seeking to be sated constantly.
My dream is invaded by carnal seduction.
Subtle, but it is there.
The sketches in my dreams suggest I have another work to do.
But at what cost?


And that is all.

Very cryptic indeed.

Thoughts?


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post Mar 20 2015, 10:58 AM
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I should point out that I have established that the author is not Mr E.

Does anyone have any more thoughts on this?


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post Mar 23 2015, 03:21 PM
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Hmmm nopes, maybe's its just the oldies writings and means
nothings, if we are alls luckies.

Or the authoree was mads and ands its all gobblegooks

Sounds likes the authoree needs teas and caksies,

Ors maybees its wrotes byes a persons but that's
persons was nots in controllies of whats he doings..
likes a hammers beings useds by smiths, ors daggers
by naughties assasins typses

wells that's my thoughts ons its alls

Midge


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post Mar 23 2015, 04:56 PM
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Well, the writings were found in the tomb of life. I feel it has some signicance. Maybe at a tangent to our current obvious issues.


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