2008. I had made a wish. My wish was granted. is my wife.
The power cosmic.
Red blue pillYou take the blue pill - the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill - you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes.Red blue pill by ~greenleaf-elfy
I took the red pill and have been staying in Wonderland since then. I knew the Wonderland and its simulations from past experience. The struggle to discard all belief in things which are not absolutely certain and then establish what can be known for sure. Welcome to the Desert of the Real hypervisor.
He stroke first. I was informed officially the evening the sky was scorched. I was aware of his existence back in the days of the "Black Horse". A
2010 endings of a decade...Still here, analyzing my life, a dynamical system that is highly sensitive to initial conditions still rendering long-term prediction impossible in general. "Frying" your brain in order to "keep" a calm and safe future.2010 endings of a decade... by ~greenleaf-elfy
Simplicity is genius. The hard part is to work it. Like a detail which can make a world upside down finally collapse. Auto destruction sequence resetting what is lost and can be saved.
As a "wingman" I have rescued many lives. I am a living part of a team. A team becomes more than just a collection of people when a strong sense of mutual commitment creates synergy, thus generating performance greater than the sum of t
WraiosName: WraiosWraios by ~greenleaf-elfy
Race: Undead/Forsaken (Blood Elf in previous life)
Height: 6' 2''
Age: 325 years
Class: Shadow Priest
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Residence: Undercity , Eastern Kingdoms
Faith: Cult of Forgotten Shadow
Primary language(s): Common, Gutterspeak, Thalassian
Secondary language(s): Goblin, Low Common, Orcish, Dwarven, Nazja
Background: Once a high elf known as Sinadori, Wraios has become the following high Ambassador of Forgotten Shadow Cult, forging a stronger alliance and bond with the Blood Elves of Silvermmon City. Whenever he has the chance of free time, he works tirelessly in the hopes of cr
2010 tearsIn these days of war2010 tears by ~greenleaf-elfy
We shall be devoured by cold
Because we left our heart be poisoned
By the false strength of pride
Empty values blinding our eyes
Leading towards our fall
What is left to be done
When you don't know where to stand
It is easier to be drowned in an oblivion sea
In these waters where we lost our golden key
Straggling to find the path to conscience
Using our tears as marks.