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dumplings over flowers

Posted on: 20 March 2008

Sometimes people say innocuous things that bother me.

“I’m so glad I can’t hear him right now.”

And I’m glad that I can hear myself, because if I couldn’t, nobody would be around to listen.

Sometimes, people do innocuous things that bother me. I won’t write anything out, knowing the audience of this weblog, because then it would have been too obvious.

Sometimes, I’m just… too easily bothered. And I know it’s my own damn fault for being easily bothered… it’s nobody’s fault but my own for changing my brain this way. I could have controlled the remolding of my brain after hearing negative comments. I did control my brain. It just didn’t turn out the way I thought it would.

The best-laid plans, huh?


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My name is Daniel Hawking.

There are three fractions that make up this persona.

One of which is sealed closed via the physical realm of the world. One of which is unlocked via the medium known as the Internet. One of which is standing tall, watching over the wondrous horizon in front of him.

Of the first, this is the one most who have met me see, the one shunned, the one unappreciated, the one treated as entertainment instead of a colleague, the one shunted off to the side.

Of the second, only a select few have been able to meet. Coherency and truthful thoughts are the hallmarks of those knowing this fraction, as are trust and belief. Most of the dearest friends know of this section.

Of the third...? Revival of the finest order, as the phoenix of a prince rises from his own ashes. The adventurer, a traveler.

Regardless of fates, this is who I am now.

Daniel Hawking. Prince of Aralonia.

One of many.

A representative of Aralonia.

Together, the collective mindset of a nation.

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