enlightened.

tekhartha mondatta. independent, private, selective.

[svryasta]

सूर्यास्त - SUNSET.

home. rules. about. ask.

[svryasta]

perhaps the solution would be to, in fact, convert to a multimuse

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shows how lonely this place is . (from Soldier)

sentence starters. x

"it is, indeed. "

eye of the beholder, and such niceties — mondatta would spare him the empty comforts tonight. he would not dissert on how loneliness was a mere feeling, or how one could look inward for strength, either ; firstly, because he understood that strike commander jack morrison wasn't a dunce, and he certainly had no need for the pedantics of a self-aggrandizing guru.

secondly, because he understood. period.

even within overwatch — particularly within overwatch, perhaps, and moreso the overwatch of today — it was evident that morrison was alone. such was the life of a leader ; hierarchy was necessary for order, but the price for order was often misery. support for overwatch was dwindling. morrison still had friends, of course, but none could share his burden — not in a way that could truly make a difference. in time, through the choices and the sacrifices he'd have to make, that only he would know the intricacies of, he would surely become unrecognizable. then, although surely they'd be there, there'd be no one to turn to ; not ana amari, not gabriel reyes, either.

tekhartha mondatta, too, was alone in such a way. therefore, he understood.

"i would like to believe that it is worth it. the bigger picture is a fine distraction for times where the silence feels crushing. "

[svryasta]

so, work has been hectic,

[svryasta]

"So... how does it work, then?"

sentence starters. x

that which they called the iris — it was indeed quite wondrous. this woman — whoever she may have been — had asked a question to which mondatta, himself, had no answer ; though it wasn't for lack of searching. what he'd understood, through his knowledge of history, and through a lifetime of meditation, was that if he ever were to find the iris, he still would have to leave the others to search for themselves.

she wasn't the first to ask him, nor would she be the last. when it came to such omnic matters, it was understandable for humans to wonder ; they would then either dream, or rationalize — she seemed to be of the latter kind. unfortunately, the iris was not a place, nor was it a singular line of code.

"it does not have to work for it to be — whether you will it to be is up to you. "

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"so ... how exactly does it work , then ?"

sentence starters. x

"oh, i could hardly explain it in technical terms, " said the monk.

mondatta was no engineer. there perhaps was this common expectation of omnics to intrinsically harbor vast, detailed knowledge of their physical inner workings ; in reality, this was akin to asking of all humans to be expert doctors. in any case, he was being conversational — he doubted the lad was actually expecting a deep course in robotics.

the floating orb before them had chimed once or twice in the meantime. for the few seconds mondatta had spent searching for a proper response, it had only budged slightly ; perhaps giving away a short diversion in his attention.

"let us say it is an exercise in focus. the orb is being kept in place by something we could simplistically call omnic energy — the precise frequency of which is personal to each one of us — it takes a constant flux to keep it stable, as you'd expect. it does take some work to master — but once you've achieved it, i imagine one could say it becomes comparable to the act of breathing. "

[svryasta]

hello,

[ohisms]

↪ 𝑩𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑵𝑨𝑻𝑪𝑯 . ( a collection of sentence starters from black mirror's episode bandersnatch . adjust phrasing as necessary . )

here's your tea .

sorry , i was miles away .

this is my latest .

listen , let's get down to business .

got a copy of this at home , never got around to reading it .

how do you want to go about this ?

you're ... you're interested ?

it's just that it's all in my head .

when it's a concept piece , a bit of madness is what you need .

what do you listen to ? to get into the flow .

so ... how does it work , then ?

is that the best way to work on something like this ?

nothing's perfect .

it was too ... too good to be true .

i don't know where it came from , i just said "no" .

would you like to talk about what happened with [ name ] ?

come on , [ name ] , we're going to be late .

you couldn't have known . [ name ] , you couldn't have known .

i fucking hate him for it .

the past is immutable , [ name ] .

remember- any time you need me , just pick up the phone .

is everything alright ?

you've been stuck in your room for weeks .

i can't help you if you just sit there and don't speak !

[ name ] , just ... fuck off !

you're not sleeping , you're not eating ... i'm concerned about you .

you're in the hole . in a fight with your own head .

you got anywhere to be later ?

oh , i haven't ever really -

one for you ... one for me .

it's your choice . totally up to you , don't feel pressured .

just thought i'd give you the choice .

what have you done ?

i chose for you . are you okay with that ?

people think there's one reality , but there's loads of them .

people think you can't go back and change things , but you can .

it's a fucking nightmare world , and the worst thing is it's real and we're living in it

i've given you the knowledge . i've set you free . do you understand ?

i'll show you what i mean . come with me .

do you believe me ? i'll prove it .

it wouldn't matter , because there are other timelines .

you'd die ... you'd die !

see you on the other side .

[ name ] , maybe ... you're not well .

my head is all over the place . i keep having vivid dreams .

don't see this as a setback .

just ... don't . fuck . up . there's a lot riding on this , now .

[ name ] wanted me to give you this .

your fate has been dictated . it's out of your hands .

you're just a puppet . you're not in control .

who's doing this to me ? i know there's someone there .

i know there's someone there , just give me a fucking sign !

i'm not in control ... i'm not in control . i'm being controlled .

what do i do ?

[ name ] , spit it out .

fuckin' hell , you've gone right down the hole .

so . are you gonna let me go , or are you gonna kill me ?

i'm quite enjoying this lifetime .

i know what you've been doing to me .

try again .

[orglennon]

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@mercymedic — cont. from x

pilgrimages were a frequent occurence. omnics, of course, were many to cross the mountains ; some seeked guidance, others sanctuary — surprisingly, however, they were oftentimes surpassed in numbers by human visitors. in the passing of years, the need for enlightenment had dulled. steadily, it was being replaced by the curiosity of tourists, in the shambali's newfound worldwide fame — it wasn't to say that mondatta deemed these people insincere in their visits, as he and his brethren would welcome them with open arms all the same. no, he'd simply never envisioned being this much of a host.

it also did not mean that the journey to the monastery was an easy one. many were the souls walking up unprepared, and while it perhaps was less of an issue for their robot counterparts, who could handle being roughed up by their trip, it wasn't uncommon for the monks to find their hands full with a few unfortunate humans who'd gotten themselves hurt. thankfully, this time, they'd benefited from an additional healer — quite the proficient one, at that.

mondatta sighed a content hum. the words she'd spoken — he knew them. he could not pretend it wasn't something he heard regularly ; he wasn't totally desensitized to them, he'd always been humble, but he knew not to dismiss them. he could easily believe, too, that the infamous dr. ziegler had a similar relationship with such expressions of reverence. this, in itself, made him recognize that she perhaps wasn't simply being courteous.

"then, i imagine, " he spoke, amusedly, after an instant of quiet reflection, "we might be birds of a feather. perhaps i shall rephrase — should you ever need it, you will always find help in this place. "

[svryasta]

regarding the new post editor : what the fuck

[svryasta]

सूर्यास्त - SUNSET.

home. rules. about. ask.

[ohisms]

↪     𝑪𝑼𝑹𝑨𝑻𝑶𝑹'𝑺 𝑷𝑰𝑪𝑲𝑺 .    (  a  series  of  sentence  starters  from  a  collection  of   gothic short stories .  adjust  phrasing  as  necessary .   this  post  will  be  updated .  )  

that is a weird story ,  which will only haunt you if i tell it .

i like weird tales ,  &  they never trouble me .

you’ll be sorry for it ,  &  so shall i ,  perhaps .

a dreadful sense of loneliness oppressed me .

i’ve gone back a little to refresh my memory .

i can find my way back to you .

let us get out of this horrible place at once .

other men have passed here before us .

we may find something rare  &  precious here .

i never have quite forgiven myself for stealing it .

i brought it away as a souvenir .

i have a little surprise for you ,  my love .

you are foolishly superstitious .

neither sleep ,  food,  nor air gives me strength .

i told no one ,  i wanted to surprise you with it .

wake up  &  answer me !

i cherish the theory that the soul sometimes lingers in the body after death .

i should like to see justice done to it .

you believe in the soul as an independent entity ,  then ?

nobody would go near the place .

you and i know what happened .  or at least can guess .

don’t you recognize me ?

you shouldn’t leave your sentences unfinished .

i was just going home .

i’ll gladly come in ,  if you’ll allow me .

i must get back as quick as i can ,  it will be dark in a few minutes .

you must come with me .

i won’t stand for such nonsense ,  now .

good heavens ,  it’s a man’s body !

i wish the wind would go down .

you’ve been gone so long ,  i thought something must have happened to you .

the elements are always the true immortals .

i don’t mean that ,  of course .

shows how lonely this place is .

what else ,  in the name of heaven ,  what else ?

you know ,  i saw it before you did .

don’t keep pretending you hear things .

the best thing you can do is just keep quiet .

come  &  listen ,  &  see what you make of it .

haven’t i explained all that once ?

i can’t disguise it any longer .

i don’t like this place .  the darkness ,  &  the noises ,  &  the awful feelings i get .

we must keep our minds quiet .

&  what do you propose ?

i slept badly a little after dawn .

the wind won’t account for all the noises .

were you awake all last night ?

the only thing for us to do is to go on as though nothing had happened .

the less we think about them the better .

i dare not put the thought into words .

[svryasta]

hi ; i'm not letting this blog die in its shell lmao no worries, i still need to actually make a promo post (i haven't done one of those in eons and the mere thought of making graphics and formatting it is causing me unfathomable dread), which will certainly come tomorrow, and then perhaps i'll just reblog a couple of ask memes to dip my feet back in the water

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