{High fantasy, the out stream of random things by the snapped mind that realizes it all cannot care but be a lackey to the Indeterminable Universe. Ironic to be given more determination to control than if they had decided to resist against it. Or so said the mind as it also continued to play the hands of the game and continue on being the jester of the Indeterminable Universe... Today is an entry for @jayna's Microfiction with two hundred fifty word taskers, a hundred word tasker and a fifty word tasker... No music-aides for today.}

- A wild wild -

A pair of shoes click upon the wooden floor, soon stopping. Hand raised with fingers contorted, the snap yelped to the air and the World responded. All around them both did their eyes saw the wild changes to the wild, wild west from the bland checkerboard square room it was. Her hands reaching out, wildly did she pull them back because the mind instructed her so. But the master's fingers snapped wildly in the air and her mind made her arms lunge out to the World there. The entire body feeling no edge, her hands went further but the snap yelped again and her eyes finally captured where she'd been standing. The master, with her calm legs striding, reached out her hand to her bewildered body.

"Like the wild, wild, west so far?"

"Why I, well we- no I... Hmph... Well I didn't think I find it in just a checkerboard room. Tell me, how do those hands work now?"

"Oh do look to my eyes and stare intently in them, and my eyes shall reveal it all."

"What? I didn't think you'd-"

"Hush and stare, you'll have an entire World to talk to after my eyes tell all its wild secret."

And so her skin felt a wrapping amongst her skin form so softly upon her. Her lips reaching in for a kiss, the master leaned forth equally. The master's hands lifting hers, their eyes reveled in the self-sameness of their black-laced gloves that even covered their middle fingers.

- Wild 100 princes -

Lo! Their diet of wild princes now collapses amongst all their eyes. You needn't look, only the beautiful sound of shouting catharsis with the whiplash yelps of blades and roars of flintlocks shall satisfy the urges to know what is going on.

Chaos! Chaos! The name of the game here. They say they’re Roman, but act so little with sass and decisiveness. Oh they are holy, holy in that they cannot be faltered with their lack of tact. And much an empire when it is so fragmented that it must institute laws for infighting to be prohibited amongst the princes!

- Fifty wild seconds -

Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep~

Each beep, a second gone.

I wonder how'd I got- well I do know how. It just bothers me now that I had realized it. And so I rot here, waiting for the explosive end. Wild how they got me, not wild what they did.

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Two things: At this point with the fact that I am still finding myself amongst the World, I had been carried by the wings of mój Ukochany through something that could've snapped me more - a hypocrisy on my part, but not something from the Void of why I acted like such - and now I stare amongst the pond Narcissus stared at and find beauty, and not evil, in the realm of humanity as I did as a child before.

Call it a youthful faith, but if all were truly evil as per human nature: then we wouldn't have the sacrifice of Jesus Christ as he was human, we wouldn't have charity organizations to help the poor, we wouldn't have people working together in society since laws would be broken all the time in spite of enforcers who themselves could be corrupt, we wouldn't have experiments from Antiquity to now with communes which had been self-sustaining and we wouldn't have society if we were all evil. For the predicate of evil is no good action, never ever. Even as trickery, evil cannot tap into that realm of good; not because it doesn't know good but because it find's good existence revolting and not worth mimicking. But to leave the realm of Metaphysics to the realm of matter and Dialectics, we all are at the mercy of and have the ability to change our conditions. For "[...] circumstances are changed by [humans] and that it is essential to educate the educator [themself]" as to quote only a mere two centuries ago.

But maybe the timescales are too close for the wildness of the Universe, seek only to the Greek Proverbs where "a society grows great when old [humans] plant trees whose shade they know they shall never sit in." Or take to near recent with "Knowledge is power. Information is liberation [...]" from a Ghanaian. But never assume the World is reducible to the Evil and humanity the center of it, I needn't remind you how humanity has been decentered each step of the way and shall make life herself come to see how decentered we are as a species on a pale blue dot - of which we shouldn't even worry about what is bigger than us as that's beyond our control. Focus on what you do and can fight to control, as that worthy of your time and shall better society if we all stopped puppetering each other. If our Neolithic era was shown to live in tight-nit communities that interacted with other gens, so can we even if we shall have to educate ourselves and practice it. For if we got here one way, so easily can we fall into another way. Even a stream can change directions over time, and sometimes we don't even step into the same stream even when we put our foot in and out of it - at least the Metaphysical notion of identity is disrupted, Dialectically it just modified itself while essentially being the same.

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