As I thought out loud awhile back ago, on the Emperor Black thread to the answer that @Fire responded to…
Something about, how in my personal chemistry and the way I get down, I don’t journal in a monk mode.
Whatever @Fire’s answer was…
I would strongly advice that any individual considering this artisanal title re-consider what you wish to receive by adding this to your stack.
I recommend a strict schedule of journaling and notes, for the people who respond to this like a ‘mad scientist’ stereotype-like result-response.
Meaning, (humbly, in my own experience, take what you will)…
Stark, Renaissance Man, Limitless-esque title users.
Make use of that creativity when it comes to mind, immediately. There is no need to hesitate really, least consider the direction before you move that right foot forward!
Take notes of the entire experience, take at least a day of your week to cleanse your mind.
Refer to @Fire’s post; particularly the responses to my question about journaling.
The memory is only eh, but he did reply something to the affect (strongly, strongly paraphrased)
“You may not want to journal on this one but still, go ahead and do so. It’ll help.”
In my year(s) here… I’ve seen that I don’t always keep a steady journal.
My recollective skill is pretty sharp so, I don’t always hold on to much personally. I can think of it later and nearly have full recall.
“The Black One” (my personal name for Emperor Black: Ragnarok - A Concept)
If you don’t really empty the bucket of water but just…
“Meh”
“Imma just, ya know… Let a little splash over the rim as I walk and when I get to the village well, I’ll see how much of the well fits in here, hmmm?”
The village idiot.
I’ve been him, before.
“I’m going to walk with this pail on my head, cuz I get bored on this walk that I do every single day. Maybe I’ll spill some and the plants on the parched, hot earth will not suffer so much…”
Oof. Riskyyyyy…
The point is, don’t lose your mind to foolish endeavors.
Seeker’s Discernment
Been waiting for a module like this, and will likely become a new staple of any custom, up to and not limited to seduction customs.
See, guys. This is how my mind gets up, down and all around now a-days…
I’m unique.
I accept this.
I study your custom ideas to see what unorthodox ideas I’ve not yet seen.
I don’t even really think about it, go to my Custom - CREATION - Induction sort of…
Monk Mode…
Then, I fashion customs left and right, discarding them as quickly as they come to mind.
The man of renaissance, deftly searching the darkness that embraces him, sensing cold currents of air, smoke glinting from his naked eye…
O’, but the cascaaades.
Fealty… fealty… fealty…fealty…
His gaze sharpens without warning and, whispering, he relinquishes the fine silver coin in his pocket and delights to hurl her deep into the deepened everglades, beyond the maw of the Skull.
And listens…
Ting…tingtingting…ting…
When the chime of his silver has clattered its peal, scattering from the cave walls, back into his thirsty ears…
His eyes soften and he walks back into his lonely abode
…
And so on, is the kinda thing that my mind operates on, my guy.
I need stimulus to do things.
Action, then.
Catalyst, necessary.
Spark, where?
From…where?
In conclusion?
Emperor Black is not to be trifled with, my friend.
