Sublime

Sebeck took a deep breath and shook her hand briefly. “Hello. You’re Riley.” “Shaman of the Two-Rivers faction. And you are the Unnamed One.” “Yeah, that just about describes it. I hope you have some answers for me.” “What sort of answers?” “Like how I can complete my quest? How do I justify the freedom of humanity to the Daemon?” She frowned.

By allowing ourselves to create beauty and to destroy it, we see in visage our entire rite of passage journey. We can free ourselves from the need for perfection, open ourselves to the presence of creation, and detach ourselves from the expectation of permanence.

As an institution – like every institution, horrible and stupid, but functional – military service provided a laicization of archaic filiation rites. The son was subject to military service, after which came an occupation and a family, and then he was an adult.

Helward is about to join one of the guilds which govern and operate the city of Earth. “It was an honour and a donning of responsibility,” he tells us, a phrasing which warns any experienced reader of science fiction that the protagonist is about to confront a settled society, and a fixed understanding of the world, against which he will

At this time, the colonial leaders enacted a system of racial classification that would elevate European immigrants and their descendants as “White” and all others classified as non-White and African. For Africans, this came with a destiny of servitude in perpetuity and even applied to those who lived free in the colonies for several generations.

I am what time, circumstance, history, have made of me, certainly, but I am, also, much more than that. So are we all. The conundrum of color is the inheritance of every American, be he/she legally or actually Black or White. It is a fearful inheritance, for which untold multitudes, long ago, sold their birthright. Multitudes are doing so, until