03-18-2012, 12:00 AM
Warriors have the compassion of the ancient slave owners, the same compassion a butcher has when it kills something the same mercy to not torture the being more then needed. If something is not real how could it ever feel sorrow, if something is a program like love, how would it feel something is harming it? That is what they should learn real compassion.
He was always like that even when he was only Carlos not even apprentice, DJ pointed that out to him on many occasions. A cruel man with the sexual maturity of a horny teen visiting prostitutes, enjoying his sad pleasures with those like him seeking endless excuses for his ill behaviour. Then he was told not to seek excuses anymore and was praised for what he has done that did not improve him much as apprentice, as nagual left alone he associated with the beings most similar to him yet he was already running to get an ahead start.
CC was like a Moses in the promised land but with closed eyes not seeing his surroundings, the Moses that grew up in the imperial palace at Pi ramese, a marvel in the desert for the Pharaoh's delight. With the Nile bringing fresh water to the city through man built canals, under the rule of a just king, understanding between it's many inhabitants most foreigner to Egypt, with their own rites and beliefs and searching it even if this time he called it Ixtlan. With no sight of it again because he had destroyed it, every day and he was unable to rebuild it because he did not create it he was simply lucky to get born within it, then waiting in the desert, speaking to god about his desire until something/ or the universe re- built it.
He was always like that even when he was only Carlos not even apprentice, DJ pointed that out to him on many occasions. A cruel man with the sexual maturity of a horny teen visiting prostitutes, enjoying his sad pleasures with those like him seeking endless excuses for his ill behaviour. Then he was told not to seek excuses anymore and was praised for what he has done that did not improve him much as apprentice, as nagual left alone he associated with the beings most similar to him yet he was already running to get an ahead start.
CC was like a Moses in the promised land but with closed eyes not seeing his surroundings, the Moses that grew up in the imperial palace at Pi ramese, a marvel in the desert for the Pharaoh's delight. With the Nile bringing fresh water to the city through man built canals, under the rule of a just king, understanding between it's many inhabitants most foreigner to Egypt, with their own rites and beliefs and searching it even if this time he called it Ixtlan. With no sight of it again because he had destroyed it, every day and he was unable to rebuild it because he did not create it he was simply lucky to get born within it, then waiting in the desert, speaking to god about his desire until something/ or the universe re- built it.