It is from this ethos that springs my real, deep, dislike and anger toward people who treat The Art and The Craft as though it’s Dungeons and Dragons 2nd edition. The struggle to grasp even a single thread in the tapestry of the spirit world is a serious one, and the effort devoted to it is very real. Discarding that, or pretending toward it strikes me as anathema (like burning books, painting an antique table with high-gloss latex house paint, or inviting yourself to a bite of my dinner).
To approach my niche in the world is like approaching a foreign kingdom. One travels through the villages of the smallfolk first - and one would do best to treat them as kings in their own land. And eventually, one meets the various regents and nobility. And perhaps, by that point, one has truly earned the right to be among them - to entreat or speak with them. And hopefully has learned to behave in a way that does not lead to beheading or imprisonment.
Because it’s best to remember that even the most noble, altruistic, and righteous king has in his retinue some fellow or other that is hot tempered, slow to forgive, and carries a large, sharp, axe.
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