Altar Messgods

This file is still very sloppy and incomplete.

When dealing with dieties
The stages of status...
the god strikes at you with a lightning
bolt and destroys all your wielded items
*Mortal you are a nuisance* (all your
items are cursed)
ground rumbles
nothing happens

seems pleased with you altar will detect status of
dropped items

seems very pleased with you water dropped on altar will
become holy
you feel an inner strength lifting your
spirits
you feel inner peace diety makes you Lucky
you feel spiritually elated

you feel spiritually invincible diety makes Fate smile upon
you
you burn with the anticipation of power
(chaotic only?)
your diety is very close to you

your diety is extremely close to you you may pray for crowning (or
pre-crown bonus, as below)

Rewards from the gods (these can be expensive)
For a moment you are surrounded by bright
light. Big uncursing
You feel supported.
Your equipment feels heavier. You just got an item!
You feel that a dark fate is taken from you. Lose doom
You feel that a sinister curse is lifted
from you. Lose cursed
You suddenly feel very well. Lose sickness
Suddenly the darkness is lifted from you. Lose blindness
Your mind clears. Lose confusion
You suddenly speed up. Lose slowed state.
You no longer feel any poison in your veins. Poison cured
You are healed by a silvery/golden/black
light surrounding you.
Your minds focuses once more on reality.
Energy ripples through your body. Restored power points
You are satiated by divine manna. Lose hunger
Suddenly a bright light illuminates this
area. Er, you see the light.
You suddenly can hear again. Lose deafness
You suddenly feel more at home. ?
You hear a voice in your mind. *Thou shalt Breeders on level are
be hunted by fewer enemies spayed/neutered

Your *item* glows in a silvery light. Removes curse from equiped
item

Crowning as Champion
"Mortal, ye have done great service to my cause.
Hereby ye art crowned to be my champion!
Something is lying at your feet."
You must be extremely close to your god, and exemplify your alignment (C-/N=/L+). If you have the closeness, but not the alignment, you can pray anyway and get an artifact gift, but you'll have to regain the extremely close status again for crowning.
Champions are permanently Blessed, get an immunity (see below), get an artifact from the diety, get a blessed amulet of the appropriate alignment, and get some relief from the costs of praying and equiping artifacts. They are also the only ones who can convert the altars of the Elemental temples.
When the gods grant immunities...

Acid immunity "You look forward to be digested by the Chaos Lords/Lords
of Order themselves."
Cold immunity "You feel prepared for the most chilling tasks."
Heat immunity "You no longer fear the heat of all hells combined."

Shock immunity"You feel that neither thunder nor lightning will be able
to prevent the success of your mission."

Being rejected...

Sacrificing creatures co-aligned with altar (for neutrals and lawfuls) hear a booming voice in your mind
*BE WARNED! SACRIFICING MY OWN CREATURES IS NOT SOMETHING I WELCOME WITH JOY*
Sacrificing a creature co-aligned with the altar (Neutral or Lawful),
but the diety isn't too angry, yet.
You notice a thundering voice in your head. *YOU DARE TO SACRIFICE ONE OF MY OWN CREATURES* *DEFILER*
Sacrificed creature co-aligned with altar and diety is angry.

Sacrificing summoned fodder
A voice in your mind lectures you. *WHAT A MEDIOCRE SIGN OF DEVOTION.
IMPROVE* *THOU SHALT TAKE PAINS TO PROVE THY DEVOTION*
Sacrificing wimpy creatures gives only the first line, summoned
creatures and replicators gives both.

Sacrificing really lousy food items
Suddenly %s speaks to you. *YOU DARE TO OFFER THE CRAP SOLD BY RATLING TRADERS* *FORGET IT* The *ratling ware of choice* disappears.

Sacrificing pets
You sense a feeling of loss for some seconds, then it passes.
You feel like scum.
You feel like a traitor.

Killing aligned priest

Sacrificing aligned priest

Sacrificing gift from the god
Diety booms: *YOU DARE TO SACRIFICE MY GIFTS AT MY HOLY PLACE*

Converting altars
You sense a conflict between supernatural entities. The altar glows in a bright light/dark fire/gray shine. God1 and God2 seem to be quarreling for supremacy! One of them triumphes!
You... sense the incredible anger / hear the angry wail...of the losing God. (It depends on just how hated you are.)

Trynig to convert an altar
A voice in your mind booms: *WELCOME, BELIEVER* You feel your morals changing.
The altar managed to convert you, instead!

Destroying altars

Fallen Champions
Changing alignment after being crowned as champion:
Suddenly a thundering voice intrudes into your mind. MORTAL, YE DAREST TO SWITCH THEE ALIGNMENT AFTER * I * HAVE CROWNED YE TO BE MY CHAMPION DIE FOR THIS SACRILEGE
A bolt of black energy hits you!
If you're immune or resistant enough to the weapon...
You seem to be immune to that bolt. You hear a voice in your mind
*DAMN, YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS HUMILIATION, TOO*
If you're not immune to it, the score file will read...
*Character name* was blasted into oblivion by an angry deity.

Others
A voice booms: *THANKS, HERETIC* The item is destroyed by a column of flames.
Fallen Champions can try to get back on the Diety's good side. Can
try.

Dropping stuff on non-aligned altar.
The item(s) glows in a black light.
(Dropped items are cursed.)
A voice booms: *GET YOUR JUNK OFF MY ALTAR*

The ultimate sacrifice...sacrificing yourself
In the last moments of your life you hear some diety chuckling
In your last seconds you hear some diety howling in triumph.
Sacrificing self when hated/despised by diety.
You are surrounded by darkness.
?

Suddenly you hear a booming voice. *Mortal, dost ye want to cheat ME* *I will not allow this sacrilege* The amulet you are wearing suddenly turns to dust.
Sacrificing self while wearing an amulet of life saving

*FoOl ThOsE sErVaNtS aRe MoRe UsEfUl ThAn YoU. wHy NoT sAcRiFiCe YoUrSeLf?*

The Chaos gods asking you to sac yourself! Weak chaotic sacrificing strong chaos creatures?

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Untitled Poem

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath amd tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, amd shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.

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The Triple Fool By John Donne

I am two fools, I know,
For loving, and for saying so
In whining poetry ;
But where's that wise man, that would not be I,
If she would not deny ?
Then as th' earth's inward narrow crooked lanes
Do purge sea water's fretful salt away,
I thought, if I could draw my pains
Through rhyme's vexation, I should them allay.
Grief brought to numbers cannot be so fierce,
For he tames it, that fetters it in verse.

But when I have done so,
Some man, his art and voice to show,
Doth set and sing my pain ;
And, by delighting many, frees again
Grief, which verse did restrain.
To love and grief tribute of verse belongs,
But not of such as pleases when 'tis read.
Both are increased by such songs,
For both their triumphs so are published,
And I, which was two fools, do so grow three.
Who are a little wise, the best fools be.

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Gypsy Hand

Too brite days
midnights that refuse to
abide dark and secret
as empty phrases chant
to fairytale Moons
I tell myself
This is no ordinary room
This is no fleeting flittering life
This is a magical passageway
sparkling like mica, like miracles

Quiet traces
luminous impression
a trailing kite tail binds
silent whimpers, sojourning whispers,
tears shining behind mime smiles

Crone's gnarled fingers, playing
to spite agony
simulate touch
beyond ache
Too brite cell,
crouched scarred shadow
I cast silhouette of metamagic gypsy
hand offering

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The Chimney Sweeper

When my mother died I was very young,
And my father sold me while yet my tongue,
Could scarcely cry weep weep weep weep,
So your chimneys I sweep & in soot I sleep.

There’s little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head
That curl’d like a lambs back was shav’d, so I said.
Hush Tom never mind it, for when your head’s bare,
You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair

And so he was quiet. & that very night.
As Tom was a sleeping he had such a sight
That thousands of sweepers Dick, Joe, Ned, & Jack
Were all of them lock’d up in coffins of black,

And by came an Angel who had a bright key
And he open’d the coffins & set them all free.
Then down a green plain leaping laughing they run
And wash in a river and shine in the Sun.

Then naked & white, all their bags left behind.
They rise upon clouds, and sport in the wind.
And the Angel told Tom, if he’d be a good boy,
He’d have God for his father & never want joy.

And so Tom awoke and we rose in the dark
And got with our bags & our brushes to work.
Tho’ the morning was cold, Tom was happy & warm
So if all do their duty, they need not fear harm.

by William Blake

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The Prose Edda Ver 2

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TRANLSATED FROM THE ICELANDIC WITH AN Introduction BY ARTHUR GILCHRIST BRODEUR, Ph. D.

Instructor in English Philology in the University of California This Series of Scandinavian Classics is published by The American Scandinavian Foundation in the belief that great familiarity with the chief literary monuments of the North will help Americans to a better Understanding of Scandinavians, and thus serve to stimulate their sympathetic cooperation to good ends NEW YORK THE AMERICAN-SCANDINAVIAN FOUNDATION LONDON: HUMPHREY MILFORD OXFORD UNIVERSITY PRESS 1916,1923 C. S. Peterson, Regin Press, Chicago, U. S. A. TO WILLIAM HENRY SCHOFIELD WHO MADE THE WORK POSSIBLE THE TRANSLATOR RENDERS THE TRIBUTE OF THIS BOOK

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Linear Light From The Ivory Tower A Posthumous Poetry Collection

Book: Linear Light From The Ivory Tower A Posthumous Poetry Collection by Sheryl Mathis

Linear Light from the Ivory Tower is a posthumous poetry Anthology of Sheryl Williams Mathis. Sheryl, an African-American Wiccan in Georgia, was a lover of all things metaphysical and natural. She often expressed her deepest feelings through her poetry. After her death in 2001, her daughter, DaKarai Noshell Yuko, made it her mission to collect and compile her poems into two books, in honor of her mother's loving memory. Linear Light from the Ivory Tower is the first book.

Sheryl, an African-American Wiccan from Georgia, was a lover of all things metaphysical and natural. She often expressed her deepest feelings through her poetry. Some of Sheryl's poems have been featured in:

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* YEARBOOK OF MODERN POETRY by YOUNG PUBLICATIONS 1980
* OUR Twentieth Century'S Greatest POEMS by WORLD OF POETRY PRESS 1981
* THE FAMILY TREASURY OF GREAT POEMS by WORLD OF POETRY PRESS 1981
* EARTHSHINE by POETRY PRESS 1982
* AMERICAN POETRY ANTHOLOGY by AMERICAN POETRY ASSOCIATION 1982
* POETRY OF LOVE-PAST AND PRESENT by FINE ARTS PRESS 1982
* POEMS OF THE HEARTLAND by FAIRLANE HOUSE 1990's
* HONEY CREEK ANTHOLOGY OF CONTEMPORARY POETRY by FAIRLANE HOUSE 1990's Sheryl's many awards include:
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Moon Blessings

WAXING MOON BLESSING INVOCATION

We reach before us, into new beginnings
and seek to bring Energy and Growth to flourish here...
As the Moon shows new-born in the sky
we wake the power within us to nurture this beginning
and call the waxing Moon's light to ever more illuminate
the purpose and beauty for which we consecrate this (item)

FULL MOON BLESSING INVOCATION

We stand in this circle,
linked in the fullness of the Universe
and call the cool light of Night to bless our Venture.
Full in its glory
we tap the power of the Glorious Orb
Drawing the Light of the Lamp of Night
and reveling in the wholeness with which
we bless this (project, thing, person)

WANING MOON BLESSING INVOCATION

As we gather here, we summon the power of the Waning Moon
to carry away from this (item), any energy that
will keep potential from being reached.
We ask that the disappearing Orb lend us the power
to clear this (item) and purify it to best meet
the need for which we now consecrate it.

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The Comet

So well with word
the seducers voice was heard
o'er the whisper of the linen.

"And so,' said she,
'Let us e'er be
skyclad 'neath the Heavens".

"Dance with me sweet Temptress.
Let our limbs entwine
upon this bed so downy soft.
'Tis ours, not yours or mine.
Of what I speak
there is no Telling
For it is ever as it is not.
We have one place yet
for our dwelling
never found, yet always sought."

And so with eyes aglow
with Midnight
and a smile handsomely done,
The seducer lifted one fond finger.
Touched her breast with one fond finger.
And shuddering,
near undone,
the lady asked:

"What is it that you speak of love?
What have you and I?
Are we not here to live
and couple 'neath th' inky sky?"

Slowly tracing circles
as his mouth found hers to dine,
the lover whispered tenderly,
"We have an aeon of time."

"Say it is not true!' cried she,
'Say it is not so!
An aeon is so little
and we have so far to go!"

He held his distraught lady.
Brought his mouth down to her lips
and they touched at face and belly,
from shoulder down to hip.

"Alas it is so little,
But far more than many men
have in their meager lifetimes
and so lady, we shall begin."

Close became then closer
'til there was no light to be seen
'tween their naked bodies
flaming liquid sheen.

Upon the deepest darkest night
cast eye to the sky above
and see racing 'cross the heavens high
two lovers burning with their love.

Authored and contributed by Toadie

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