the life of a noob
Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2012 5:17 am
The life of a noob is a life like many others
That is to say, it shares certain superficial and common attributes,
But is also completely different, entirely unique in its own peculiar fashion.
It is a life filled with and dominated by destiny.
For a noob is born with only one purpose,
Which is to live and die true and faithful to the form of noob.
Closest to the pure image of the ideal ur-noob, which may exist only in the mind;
A floating specter, touching upon the divine, but imprinted on the mortal soul.
A noob answers only one call, and follows only one path.
Staring fate dead in the eye a noob unflichingly faces
The desire of the cosmic and incomprehensible force
Of an intelligence impossibly far beyond our ken, which permeates through every fiber of the universe
At which's unknowable and mysterious pleasure he was placed upon this earth.
Bowing to and at once rejoicing in the station for which he is made
The noob feels ever present the one great truth which decides and reveals his destiny
He is resolved to manifest his noobdom with heart and soul
Obliterating every falsity which may cloud or soil the purity of his single directive.
Noob is noob.
That which is a noob can only be, and being so is the only noob
A facet of the whole of reality which is so permanent and unmovable,
Noob may be that which defines the very existence of everything noob.
That is to say, it shares certain superficial and common attributes,
But is also completely different, entirely unique in its own peculiar fashion.
It is a life filled with and dominated by destiny.
For a noob is born with only one purpose,
Which is to live and die true and faithful to the form of noob.
Closest to the pure image of the ideal ur-noob, which may exist only in the mind;
A floating specter, touching upon the divine, but imprinted on the mortal soul.
A noob answers only one call, and follows only one path.
Staring fate dead in the eye a noob unflichingly faces
The desire of the cosmic and incomprehensible force
Of an intelligence impossibly far beyond our ken, which permeates through every fiber of the universe
At which's unknowable and mysterious pleasure he was placed upon this earth.
Bowing to and at once rejoicing in the station for which he is made
The noob feels ever present the one great truth which decides and reveals his destiny
He is resolved to manifest his noobdom with heart and soul
Obliterating every falsity which may cloud or soil the purity of his single directive.
Noob is noob.
That which is a noob can only be, and being so is the only noob
A facet of the whole of reality which is so permanent and unmovable,
Noob may be that which defines the very existence of everything noob.