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kyrasantae
Thou hast forgot what merits art enough to have the honour of the "best."
Thou hast given praise ignorantly, let popularity sway thee, let false grandness sway thee, let fictitious battles sway thee.
Thou hast attributed achievement to a man's great effort that resulted in anything but achievement, some overrated adaptation of a work of cult following and little artistic merit itself.
There are three types of people -- those who defend the merit of the text and the films to the death; those who defend the text but denounce the films, and myself. I would very well slaughter the other two if I could.
Thou hast failed thy world!
Why dost thou flock to see these 'epics' yet not strive to become part of one? (Lo, what else is in such spectacles, none other than the spectacles of war! Is that what it is thou cravest, thou savages that inherited this earth? Answer me! Do not blame thy elders; blame thyselves for endosing it alone, without epic context. Blame thyselves for thy own wasting!) And beholdeth those who tryeth to live their epic: thou punisheth them to death, to prison, to deprive them of their role in their personal epic. If that is punishment, then thou hast only punished thyself to stagnation. Break free, I say! Remove thyself from thy own imprisonment and cut thine own path to physical triumph! Fell those who strangle thine ability to carve thine own adventure, and carry ever forward, slaying, not yielding to, the enemies of thine heroic hearts.
Thou hast given praise ignorantly, let popularity sway thee, let false grandness sway thee, let fictitious battles sway thee.
Thou hast attributed achievement to a man's great effort that resulted in anything but achievement, some overrated adaptation of a work of cult following and little artistic merit itself.
There are three types of people -- those who defend the merit of the text and the films to the death; those who defend the text but denounce the films, and myself. I would very well slaughter the other two if I could.
Thou hast failed thy world!
Why dost thou flock to see these 'epics' yet not strive to become part of one? (Lo, what else is in such spectacles, none other than the spectacles of war! Is that what it is thou cravest, thou savages that inherited this earth? Answer me! Do not blame thy elders; blame thyselves for endosing it alone, without epic context. Blame thyselves for thy own wasting!) And beholdeth those who tryeth to live their epic: thou punisheth them to death, to prison, to deprive them of their role in their personal epic. If that is punishment, then thou hast only punished thyself to stagnation. Break free, I say! Remove thyself from thy own imprisonment and cut thine own path to physical triumph! Fell those who strangle thine ability to carve thine own adventure, and carry ever forward, slaying, not yielding to, the enemies of thine heroic hearts.
