From 82aa6a66afa3a5bbacd22e5aa803480e5a07931f Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001
From: Madison Scott-Clary <mscottclary@nvidia.com>
Date: Sun, 22 Aug 2021 16:10:48 -0700
Subject: [PATCH] update from sparkleup

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 writing/index.html                              |  7 ++++++-
 .../toledot/launch/sys/Codrin/001.html          | 17 ++++++++++++++++-
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diff --git a/writing/index.html b/writing/index.html
index c0f709d6b..2f8cd01fd 100644
--- a/writing/index.html
+++ b/writing/index.html
@@ -24,6 +24,11 @@
 <p><a href="ideas.html">Notes and ideas</a></p>
 <h2 id="current">Current</h2>
 <ul>
+<li><a href="post-self/toledot/index.html">Toledot</a></li>
+<li><a href="st-dog.html">The Life of St Dog</a></li>
+</ul>
+<h2 id="paused">Paused</h2>
+<ul>
 <li><a href="sonata/index.html">Sonata</a></li>
 <li><a href="seasons/index.html">Seasons</a></li>
 <li><a href="sawtooth/aposematism.html">Aposematism</a></li>
@@ -94,7 +99,7 @@
 </ul>
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-                <p>Page generated on 2021-08-11</p>
+                <p>Page generated on 2021-08-22</p>
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diff --git a/writing/post-self/toledot/launch/sys/Codrin/001.html b/writing/post-self/toledot/launch/sys/Codrin/001.html
index 64cd4f2bf..b0b10c910 100644
--- a/writing/post-self/toledot/launch/sys/Codrin/001.html
+++ b/writing/post-self/toledot/launch/sys/Codrin/001.html
@@ -42,7 +42,22 @@
 <p>&ldquo;That I am!&rdquo;</p>
 <p><em>&ldquo;But that was good! Much better than signing a waver that we might be lost and then waiting for the appointed time.&rdquo;</em> Dear paused, tilted its head, and adopted a sly grin that surely meant trouble. <em>&ldquo;But I do not think that that is</em> actually <em>what happened, for when God hath ordained a creature to die in a particular place, He causeth that creature&rsquo;s wants to direct him to that place.&rdquo;</em></p>
 <p>Codrin sat down on the ground as the other two had and awaited Dear&rsquo;s version of the events.</p>
-<p><em>&ldquo;When God hath ordained a creature to die in a particular place, He causeth that creature&rsquo;s wants to direct him to that place.&rdquo;</em></p>
+<p><em>&ldquo;I knew that cause from the moment that God opened up the heavens and reached down to touch me on my crown and opened my third eye&ndash;&ldquo;</em> It forked into a version of itself which had such a feature. <em>&ldquo;&ndash;that I was to seek far and wide for those who saw the world as I did and guide them into a fullness of being that no one had ever seen before right up until that ordained moment of my death.</em>
+<em>&ldquo;In short, I began a cult.&rdquo;</em></p>
+<p>Its partner laughed, &ldquo;You might well have, given the choice.&rdquo;</p>
+<p><em>&ldquo;Shush, you. I began it in all good intentions. I had seen the truth as revealed to me by God itself &mdash; for is not God made in the image of me? &mdash; and certainly the best that I could do to help my fellow man was to lead them to the truth. The truth is beautiful and cruel. We are not meant to own a thing! We are meant only to suffer, and by suffering, be purified, and by being purified, ascend from this mortal plane through the cosmic vibrations to something akin to ecstasy!</em></p>
+<p><em>&ldquo;Power, as the tired saying goes, corrupts, and I bore power. Eventually, I attained absolute power, at least among my followers. I was their prophet, was I not? We were not meant to own a thing, yes, but as the ephemeral physical items passed through our lives, I sampled the greatest among them. The truth may be cruel and we are meant to suffer, but is not even the highest pleasure a form of suffering of its own? Orgasm is called the little death, is it not?&rdquo;</em></p>
+<p>Codrin and Dear&rsquo;s partner both laughed.</p>
+<p><em>&ldquo;And so I took what I wanted and did it all in the name of suffering and poverty. I believed it as hard as the rest of my followers, though. There was no cynicism, back then, down in the physical plane, where all is tainted by evil. I was a prophet and the prophecy applied to me, as well.</em></p>
+<p><em>&ldquo;There was no hope of a grand death, I knew that. I knew that I would die in the agony of flames&ndash;&ldquo;</em> It gestured at the bonfire still roaring. <em>&ldquo;&ndash;and I knew when, so I was expecting the hammering on my door and the shattering of its hinges. I was expecting my team of tame Judases to come crashing into my meditation chamber. My followers! Some of the greatest and best among them! They all came for me, and I let them in full knowledge haul me to my feet by my very scruff &mdash; grab me there and I go limp as a kitten!&rdquo;</em></p>
+<p>Both of the audience members grinned at this. Both knew it to be true.</p>
+<p><em>&ldquo;I let them drag me to my pyre, my last great possession, my last great suffering, and I wept with joy at the beautiful, terrifying, and irreversible agony of that final moment. Even my screams contained ecstasy!</em></p>
+<p><em>&ldquo;The cosmic vibrations welled up within my heart and my mind and my soul and my body and when there was nothing left of me but ash, I found myself here, surrounded by love and peace and all that I could possibly desire!&rdquo;</em></p>
+<p>With that, it bowed dramatically and sat back down amid the applause.</p>
+<p>When both Codrin and Dear had stared at Dear&rsquo;s partner for a long few seconds, they finally held up their hands and surrendered to the pressure. &ldquo;Fine, fine, but I&rsquo;m not the storyteller that you two, are, so you&rsquo;ll have to forgive my tail.&rdquo;</p>
+<p><em>&ldquo;Pish and also posh, my love. I look forward to it.&rdquo;</em></p>
+<p>&ldquo;You are also very drunk, fox.&rdquo;</p>
+<p><em>&ldquo;But of course!&rdquo;</em></p>
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