Subject: Poetic.
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Posted on: 2016-01-19 22:55:00 UTC
Though now I want to write a story where a world of immortals is engaged in a literal eternal war against Death...
hS
(PS: "Like hell." ~ Huinesoron of Tirion and Nargothrond, Noldo of the Blessed Realm)
Yes, it's hS's birthday! I think this is the . . . thirteenth birthday he's celebrated as a Boarder, so a clearly auspicious occasion. Time to celebrate with the ritual cakes, presents and old-person jokes.
(I seriously recommend marrying someone older than you, it becomes more and more satisfying every year)
Happy birthday hS!
Except Kaitlyn. You're in trouble for reminding people that I'm supposed to be aging; they'll start to get suspicious...
hS
"Every day and every hour are another hill and another valley that death has conquered from our hands." - Amos Oz, Black Box
Though now I want to write a story where a world of immortals is engaged in a literal eternal war against Death...
hS
(PS: "Like hell." ~ Huinesoron of Tirion and Nargothrond, Noldo of the Blessed Realm)
You could do something a bit like Grand Central Arena. Like, in the far future, the human race (through the power of Science!!!) finally achieves immortality, and this does not go unnoticed. The entity known as Death sends out its minions to swarm a human colony at the outer reaches of their empire, and this too does not go unnoticed; a mass of immortal warriors armed with swords and staffs and at least one actual magic wand fend off the attack, and welcome the humans into the secret world of the Immortal Kin...
Who then promptly view them with a mixture of distrust and genuine dread when they realise the humans weren't born immortal, that instead of their gift coming from just how magical or mystical or just plain special they were, their new friends had to grind out their immortality and basically backdoor the system into getting what they wanted. The Spectres of Death still haunt the universe, but it's up to humans to prove their worth to the Immortal Kin and keep hunting them... but can science succeed where magic cannot?
He's very good, Amos Oz. My translation doesn't do the quote justice — it simply doesn't flow the same way the original does. An English translation exists, though, and I recommend the book.
It was facebook that reminded me. ;)
Good job on the whole birthing thing, mate.
I'll assume that you did a good job, at least. If you didn't, we probably wouldn't be celebrating it.
Many happy returns, hS! I hope this past orbit around the sun was a good one-- and I hope the upcoming one will be even better!
Cheers!
Making Mithril, from Green Books.
As a chemist and LotR tome-in-human-shape, I thought you might get a kick out of that. While you might already know of it, it's quite an old article, so you might have forgotten -- and it's always a pleasant thing to rediscover old knowledge.
Happy birthday, hS. =]
Many happy returns and mathoms-a-plenty!
Elcalion, festive
HIT IT FOR THE BOARD'S OLD MAN!
Happy Birthday my olde friend.
It seems this horror show will never end.
Any moment's your last breath,
Here is to another day closer to death.
The cake is on the table,
And it is awfully bright,
'Cause there's so many candles on top.
But you are so decrepit,
Your chest so tight,
When you blow them out your lungs are gonna pop.
You cannot complain
Each time you feel a pain,
Though you have arthritis and gout.
'Cause when you start kvetching,
All your teeth fall out.
So have another cigarette,
Have another beer,
Raise your glass to one more year. (GONE!)
* starts clapping wildly and singing loudly *
CONGRATULATIONS TO YOU!
ON THIS DEAR DATE!
MUCH HAPPINESS!
MANY YEARS OF LIFE!
I also fixed the HTML tag you left up. You're welcome and sorry to kill the mood.
And thank you. Although I thought that it wasn't possible to edit a post after it was posted.
She closed the bold-tag in the title of her comment. Otherwise, her comment and everything below it would be bold.
HG
Well, if it's all in the name of celebrating...
*takes a deep breath and brings out the bullhorn*
HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
MAY ALL YOUR WISHES COME TRUE
HOPE NOBODY MAKES YOU BLUE
AND YOUR CAKE DOESN'T EXPLODE IN GOO!
*throws cakefetti and blows noisemakers*
But I just keep thinking about this message. It has me completely dumbfounded. I just... I don't get it.
Many happy returns!
My salutations for the second oldbie of the Board. Thirteen years and still green, eh? ;)