Cartographer's Chisel speculation thread

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Mark_GGG wrote:

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Oasisbhrnw wrote:

I don't think the map is map at all, but an idea. And the cartographer's chisel isn't something you can hold in your hand, but a way of thinking. This way of thinking can get you where you want to go, but only if you know where you want to go. And if you're at a place where you can see where it should be, and you know how you've been where you are, then you're already there...

So long as you retain your spirit of exploration, surely you shall find your way out. This I believe.

So long as the sea of your mind turns into a whirlpool of imagination and the tides wash ashore oprhan's tears. Only then, will the path to enlightenment be drawn for you by the only crayola colour not in the box.

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I sometimes wonder if that is what Krishna meant—
Among other things—or one way of putting the same thing:
That the future is a faded song, a Royal Rose or a lavender spray
Of wistful regret for those who are not yet here to regret,
Pressed between yellow leaves of a book that has never been opened.
And the way up is the way down, the way forward is the way back.
You cannot face it steadily, but this thing is sure,
That time is no healer: the patient is no longer here.
When the train starts, and the passengers are settled
To fruit, periodicals and business letters
(And those who saw them off have left the platform)
Their faces relax from grief into relief,
To the sleepy rhythm of a hundred hours.
Fare forward, travellers! not escaping from the past
Into different lives, or into any future;
You are not the same people who left that station
Or who will arrive at any terminus,
While the narrowing rails slide together behind you;
And on the deck of the drumming liner
Watching the furrow that widens behind you,
You shall not think 'the past is finished'
Or 'the future is before us'.
At nightfall, in the rigging and the aerial,
Is a voice descanting (though not to the ear,
The murmuring shell of time, and not in any language)
'Fare forward, you who think that you are voyaging;
You are not those who saw the harbour
Receding, or those who will disembark.
Here between the hither and the farther shore
While time is withdrawn, consider the future
And the past with an equal mind.
At the moment which is not of action or inaction
You can receive this: "on whatever sphere of being
The mind of a man may be intent
At the time of death"—that is the one action
(And the time of death is every moment)
Which shall fructify in the lives of others:
And do not think of the fruit of action.
Fare forward.

____________ O voyagers, O seamen,
You who came to port, and you whose bodies
Will suffer the trial and judgement of the sea,
Or whatever event, this is your real destination.'
So Krishna, as when he admonished Arjuna
On the field of battle.

_________________ Not fare well,
But fare forward, voyagers.

Also i think its something Simple but nice Item that creates a Portal to a Random Created Dungeon, the only BIG difference is, there is no Exit its FULLY Randomly created!

You come out of that Dungeon if you kill all those Mobs in there (Maybe Waves of Mobs?), and kill that Boss he maybe would leave a Treasure Chest and a Portal behind, so we can claim our Reward and leave that Dungeon behind.

And Quality would make the Reward better and the Dungeon Harder:).

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Big_Z wrote:

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Mark_GGG wrote:

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Oasisbhrnw wrote:

I don't think the map is map at all, but an idea. And the cartographer's chisel isn't something you can hold in your hand, but a way of thinking. This way of thinking can get you where you want to go, but only if you know where you want to go. And if you're at a place where you can see where it should be, and you know how you've been where you are, then you're already there...

So long as you retain your spirit of exploration, surely you shall find your way out. This I believe.

So long as the sea of your mind turns into a whirlpool of imagination and the tides wash ashore oprhan's tears. Only then, will the path to enlightenment be drawn for you by the only crayola colour not in the box.

For he did not know. That beyond the sea he called home. Lies a deeper darker ocean green. where waves are both wilder and more serene. To it's ports I've been. To it's ports I've been. Do you understand?

sigh

all this literary prose just makes me feel like an uneducated philistine.

Evil, evil signature.

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CharanJaydemyr wrote:

Evil, evil signature.

Be quiet with your awesome avatar!

Bah! I'm serious. They're NOT runes, he says...but...they look so runey...

Speaking of Runes... anyone else find it odd in the LOTR films when Frodo asks Gandalf if he spoke Elvish, when Legolas was standing right there?