Epigraphs
Ended up getting lazy about this after all! Finally about to post a log of our first session though. I’ve agonized over how much to cut, and ended up deciding “nearly nothing at all,” so the only thing missing will be the /rollmes I fill every session up with, which people tend not to see anyway unless I’ve forgotten to privatize it. I might actually remove some rolls I forgot to make to myself, but leave in lines referring to the mistake – if that happens, woops! Super sorry! But before we get to the logs, here, collected, are all the epigraphs used so far in r- along with the song, poem or whatever it’s from linked if appropriate.
I tend to wonder about the impact of these. I love them, but it’s hard to tell if the bit they reference most strongly is going to be in the game that week, so sometimes they end up tagged onto the wrong game. Which is problematic! Can’t go back and do rewrites in D&D, son. I also rarely get feedback on them, so hardly know if they’ve had any impact on the game.
Apart from any of that, I quite like doing them, so here they are.
WordPress is some garrrbage, and for no reason I can identify I can’t make hyperlinks right now. I’ll be providing the links next to the titles.
Hilda Doolittle’s “Sheltered Garden” – http://www.americanpoems.com/poets/hd/11959
Happy and I’m smiling, walk a mile to drink your water
You know I’d love to love you and above you there’s no other
We’ll go walking out while others shout of war’s disaster
Oh, we won’t give in, let’s go living in the past.
Jethro Tull’s “Living In The Past” - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EsCyC1dZiN8
I’ll be the axe that clears the forest.
Murder By Death’s “Rum Brave” – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lPEmRhYOOuY
They were lost in rock formations
or became park bench mutations.
In the sidewalks and in the stations
they were waiting, waiting.
Neil Young’s “Thrasher” - http://audioboo.fm/boos/439634-neil-young-thrasher
It takes much more than wild courage
or you’ll hit the tattered clouds.
You must have just the right bullets
and the first one’s always free.
Tom Waits’ “Just The Right Bullets” – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ov7-Ujz1ecs
In the night you hide from the madman you’re longing to be
But it all comes out on the inside, eventually
Steely Dan’s “Here At The Western World” - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=umoHZbKnUW4
Look west look west, look west and look away
from old familiar faces.
Yu don’t want to see these guys
without their masks on.
The Mountain Goats’ “The Autopsy Garland” - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SHiqn4z-1Wk
I could scrape the colour
from the petals
like spilt dye from a rock.
Hilda Doolittle’s “Garden” http://www.poetiv.com/doolittle-hilda/garden.html
There’s a big dark town
It’s a place I’ve found
There’s a world going on
Underground
Tom Waits’ “Underground” - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ciBAMhLiwyQ
The ancient songs
Pass deathward mournfully
Richard Adlington’s “Choricos” http://www.bartleby.com/265/11.html
On Saturday morning it’s adventure time! Don’t miss Frontier, the story of thirty people who brave bitter weather, loneliness, disease, starvation and hostile Indians to reach Utah, only to find they don’t like it there!
George Carlin’s “A Place For My Stuff” - http://audioboo.fm/boos/439646-second-announcements
teleology (from Greek telos, “end”; logos, “reason”), explanation by reference to some purpose or end; also described as final causality, in contrast with explanation by efficient causes only. Human conduct, insofar as it is rational, is generally explained with reference to ends pursued or alleged to be pursued.
Encyclopaedia Britannica on teleology - http://www.britannica.com/EBchecked/topic/585947/teleology
They cry in the night their battle name;
I moan in sleep when I hear afar their whirling laughter.
They cleave the gloom of dreams, a blinding flame,
Clanging, clanging upon the heart as upon an anvil.
James Joyce’s “I Hear An Army” - http://www.lit.kobe-u.ac.jp/~hishika/joyce.htm
Great balls of fire
Guess who just crawled out the muck, the mire.
MF Doom’s “Saliva” - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FxcqTiLVYa0
I met a seer,
Passing the hues and objects of the world,
The fields of art and learning, pleasure, sense,
To glean eidolons.
Walt Whitman’s “Eidolons” – http://classiclit.about.com/library/bl-etexts/wwhitman/bl-ww-eido.htm
I pace upon the battlements and stare
On the foundations of a house, or where
Tree, like a sooty finger, starts from earth;
And send imagination forth
Under the day’s declining beam, and call
Images and memories
From ruin or from ancient trees,
For I would ask a question of them all.
W.B. Yeats’ “The Tower” – http://www.online-literature.com/yeats/782/
