Reflections in Full

Reflections is an interactive canto. There are fifteen total passages and numerous paths through them. Choose your path and progress through the cycles as they spin through time and space. Begin [(link-goto: (either: "RED", "PURPLE", "BLUE", "BLACK"))].

a new world lies before you look forward and [[look back->RED02]] explore this singular moment in time

a new world lies before you look forward and look back explore this singular [[moment->BLUE02]] in time

a new world lies before you look forward and look back [[explore->PURPLE03]] this singular moment in time

slumped against the wall pen held in a delicate grip soured, stale tea drying my tongue ([[never->RED03]] discuss religion with a religious man)

it's solid advice but I find my personal philosophy in the simultaneous interconnectedness and difference of all things our [[conflicting views->RED04]] no one more right - or more wrong is what gives humanity it's strength the capacity for empathy, for innovation the enduring ability to find beauty in all things

''heavy conversations'' weighty words slip free from my tongue past the gates of my teeth bouncing off my lips far too easily for the small grenades that they are my unique perspective is a great weapon I fear it [[leaves->RED05]] a wake of collateral damage

[[I hope->RED06]] that we, may still be friends that I may still enjoy your taste 06 in music that I may continue to find my home here

will I always think of too-hard questions? questions that poke at the very foundations of people's dearest beliefs if I crumble them, [[will they condemn me->RED07]] I wonder?

[[I must->RED08]] live for myself because, at the end of the day, if I lived for others I would be dead a sacrifice offered as penance for a perceived failure

such is my reality built from years of self-discovery world maps of scars, legions of skeletons and beneath it all, an enduring [[flame->RED09]]

the world overwhelms me drowns me in [[a tidal wave->RED10]] i cannot bear it (i refuse to give in)

my contradictions seed a forest fire fuel a flood, erupt an avalanche the roots of [[the world tree->RED11]] bear it all without a single quiver

the [[possibility->RED12]] that today I might create something amazing that's what gets me out of bed in the morning

''liquid'' I flow into the gaps left behind by others hard enough to be unbreakable yet I trickle through, and avoid being [[crushed->RED13]]

it's not the word itself "insane" but the almost incredulous disgust that rings in the voice that speaks it [[it hurts->RED14]].

I carry my scars sweetly, gentled nestled against my heart the raw open wounds ache in time to the [[pulse->RED15]] in my veins

I was once a blank slate absorbing the chalk dust of others desires now I am a paper page furiously scribbled with wet ink a design of my own devising { (set: $tick to 0) (live: 1s)[ (set: $tick to it + 1) (if: $tick is >2)[(print: "You have reached a halt.")] (if: $tick is >4)[(print: "Back to the beginning?")] (click: "the beginning")[(goto: "Landing Pad")] ] }

I was once a blank slate absorbing the chalk dust of others desires now I am a paper page furiously scribbled with [[wet ink->BLACK14]] a design of my own devising

it's solid advice but I find my personal philosophy in the simultaneous interconnectedness and difference of all things our conflicting views no one more right - or more wrong is what gives humanity it's strength the capacity for empathy, for [[innovation->PURPLE011]] the enduring ability to find beauty in all things

the [[possibility->PURPLE08]] that today I might create something amazing that's what gets me out of bed in the morning

such is my reality built from years of self-discovery world maps of scars, legions of skeletons and beneath it all, an [[enduring->PURPLE07]] flame

I must live for myself because, at the end of the day, if I lived for others I would be dead a [[sacrifice->PURPLE02]] offered as penance for a perceived failure

slumped against the wall pen held in a delicate grip [[soured->PURPLE13]], stale tea drying my tongue (never discuss religion with a religious man)

it's not [[the word itself->PURPLE15]] "insane" but the almost incredulous disgust that rings in the voice that speaks it it hurts.

I was once a blank slate absorbing the chalk dust of others desires now I am a paper page [[furiously scribbled->PURPLE06]] with wet ink a design of my own devising

will I always think of too-hard questions? questions that poke at the very foundations of people's dearest beliefs if I [[crumble->PURPLE04]] them, will they condemn me I wonder?

the world overwhelms me drowns me in a [[tidal wave->PURPLE12]] i cannot bear it (i refuse to give in)

''liquid'' I flow into the gaps left behind by others hard enough to be [[unbreakable->PURPLE10]] yet I trickle through, and avoid being crushed

my contradictions seed a forest fire fuel a flood, erupt an avalanche the roots of the world tree bear it all without a single [[quiver->PURPLE14]]

I carry my scars sweetly, gentled nestled against my heart the raw open wounds ache in time to the pulse in my veins { (set: $tick to 0) (live: 1s)[ (set: $tick to it + 1) (if: $tick is >2)[(print: "You have reached a halt.")] (if: $tick is >4)[(print: "Back to the beginning?")] (click: "the beginning")[(goto: "Landing Pad")] ] }

slumped against the wall pen held in a delicate grip soured, stale tea [[drying->BLUE09]] my tongue (never discuss religion with a religious man)

the world overwhelms me drowns me in a tidal wave i cannot [[bear it->BLUE04]] (i refuse to give in)

[[I must->BLUE08]] live for myself because, at the end of the day, if I lived for others I would be dead a sacrifice offered as penance for a perceived failure

such is my reality built from years of self-discovery world maps of scars, legions of skeletons and beneath it all, [[an enduring flame->BLUE10]]

my contradictions seed a forest fire fuel a flood, erupt an avalanche the roots of the world tree bear it all without a single [[quiver->BLUE06]]

will I always think of too-hard questions? questions that poke at the very foundations of people's dearest beliefs if I crumble them, will they condemn me [[I wonder?->BLUE05]]

I hope that we, may still be friends that [[I may->BLUE03]] still enjoy your taste in music that I may continue to find my home here

it's solid advice but I find my personal philosophy in the simultaneous interconnectedness and difference of all things our conflicting views no one more right - or more wrong is what gives humanity it's strength the capacity for [[empathy->BLUE14]], for innovation the enduring ability to find beauty in all things

I carry my scars sweetly, gentled nestled against my heart the raw open wounds ache in time to the pulse in my [[veins->BLUE12]]

''liquid'' I [[flow->BLUE11]] into the gaps left behind by others hard enough to be unbreakable yet I trickle through, and avoid being crushed

the [[possibility->BLUE15]] that today I might create something amazing that's what gets me out of bed in the morning

I carry my scars sweetly, gentled nestled against my heart the raw open wounds [[ache->BLACK13]] in time to the pulse in my veins

it's not the word itself "insane" but the almost incredulous disgust that rings in the voice that speaks it [[it hurts->BLACK12]].

''liquid'' I flow into the gaps left behind by others hard enough to be unbreakable yet I [[trickle through->BLACK11]], and avoid being crushed

the possibility that today I might [[create->BLACK10]] something amazing that's what gets me out of bed in the morning

my contradictions seed a forest fire fuel a [[flood->BLACK09]], erupt an avalanche the roots of the world tree bear it all without a single quiver

the world overwhelms me drowns me in a tidal wave i cannot bear it ([[i refuse->BLACK08]] to give in)

such is my reality built from years of self-discovery world maps of [[scars->BLACK07]], legions of skeletons and beneath it all, an enduring flame

I must live for myself because, at the end of the day, if I lived for others I would be dead a sacrifice offered as [[penance->BLACK06]] for a perceived failure

will I always think of too-hard questions? questions that poke at the very foundations of people's dearest beliefs if I crumble them, will they [[condemn me->BLACK05]] I wonder?

I [[hope->BLACK04]] that we, may still be friends that I may still enjoy your taste in music that I may continue to find my home here

''heavy conversations'' weighty words slip free from my tongue past the gates of my teeth bouncing off my lips far too easily for the small grenades that they are my unique [[perspective->BLACK03]] is a great weapon I fear it leaves a wake of collateral damage

it's solid advice but I find my personal philosophy in the simultaneous interconnectedness and difference of all things our [[conflicting views->BLACK02]] no one more right - or more wrong is what gives humanity it's strength the capacity for empathy, for innovation the enduring ability to find beauty in all things

[[slumped->BLACK01]] against the wall pen held in a delicate grip soured, stale tea drying my tongue (never discuss religion with a religious man)

a new world lies before you look forward and look back explore this singular moment in time { (set: $tick to 0) (live: 1s)[ (set: $tick to it + 1) (if: $tick is >2)[(print: "You have reached a halt.")] (if: $tick is >4)[(print: "Back to the beginning?")] (click: "the beginning")[(goto: "Landing Pad")] ] }