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since ancient times...

the ancient seat of the knights…
medieval times dripping down…
hovering like the blurry fog of time on the dais…
the dusty scent of forever breathing blackened wood filling my senses…
and I wiggle my knees…
my long skirt drifting around my legs reassuringly..
like a long forgotten song…

and from deep down in my belly…
or the back of my mind…
the strings of the harp I feel…
so ready to sing the song of love…
for you…

I open my lips and feel my heart…
beat faster…
my hand wanders up to my heart…
my fingertips sensing the love…
listening…closing my eyes…
to the strings of the harp…

singing my love for you…
feel the vibrating strings in my belly…
connecting my soul to yours…

my fingers close around the ancient carved wood
of the seat of the knights…
the white veil…
casting me into solitude…
amplifying my need for you…

holding tight to the strings…
that sing my love for you…
since ancient times…

Wind in my hair

the aeolian harp sings its lonesome song of magic…
glow eyed witches and ghost lights hiss through the nightly city
run, Larah run!
raindrops in my long red hair…
jinnies JUMP at me, rustling out of the fallen leaves, their bony fingers stretched out to me
tap tap tap…
run Larah run!
Stardust, glittering on my sweaty moist skin
the Fairy of Mists and Fogs lures her fairysong in the drifting, whirling shimmering lights…
tap tap tap….
time of the storms of the equinoxe!
the shocked deer barks into the night
tap tap tap
the howling storm brutally whipping rolling hills and bleak lands…
driving windtorn ripped fat clouds along in rage
drags on me, battling me
tap tap tap…
my little feet splishing the wet path
rainborn giants stomping over the country
reaching out for farms and villages, harvesting
the fruit of ghostly battle on the catalaunian fields, sown by the black Norns
tap tap tap…
I SCREAM against the wind and my hair caresses my face and my neck…
tap tap tap…
thinking of you…the wan yellowish evening light casting Aphrodites’ makeup on our faces…
my tender and beautiful beloved
you, my beautiful angel of love…

Mists....

The great serpent-prow of my ship, Wave-Render cleaves the nighted waters as we voyage across the dark icy sea, towards the unknown...Above, the bright winter's moon emerges from a veil of cloud to cast its lucent rays upon us, and a clinging, supine sea-mist writhes upon the midnight waves, swirled by the cold, whispering wind which catches our great sail, pushing us onwards, ever onwards... And beyond the tang of the darkling sea, the scent of night is as strong and heady as summer blossom. I know not what awaits us at the elder Isle of Mists... that grim and mistery-haunted place which beckons me to its shadowed embrace, swathed in dark legendry and entwined in the
mantle of ancient sorceries... and yet I must hearken to its ethereal call... for maybe the gods have decreed this to be my final voyage...
(Over The Moonless Depths Of Night-Dark Seas)

Silence

I can, I can be silent...silence of the night, the large massive gate swinging shut and it locks with a metallic snap, time for Tears…

I am running, running fast, running with my body, heart and soul, I am running, my little feet hit the path, tap tap tap…

Appointments in Concrete, Crashing new buildings, earthquake in Japan, dental fracture dropping from overhead, the Crane, do the Crane for me, do it now, low, lift your hands, lift your hands higher, THAT is your compensation, elegant, push your foot forwards, backwards, lower, no on tiptoes, lower look at the crane, BE the crane, a cup of rice, always hungry, every day, every minute, hungry, woah I am hungry...tap tap tap....

tap tap tap in the jungles, a film of water, of sweat on my skin, I am running…

tap tap tap, I lie on my bed and sweat...

tap tap tap, the wings of the chopper…

tap tap tap, I watch the snail crawl along the edge of a razor. That's my dream, that’s my nightmare. Crawling, slithering, along the edge of a razor... and surviving…voices…like the whisper of the wind in the dry grass, like the feet of a rat on broken glass in the cellar, shadow without colour the rainbow vanishing in the dark clouds of night, NOOOOOOOOW! FLY! CRANE!

tap tap tap I am running, that is how the world ends, not with a bang, with a whimper…

tap tap tap

Women on Gor

I write a lot about Talunas, about Gor in general, about men, about submission. Women on Gor come so natural to me that I never thought our role could be anything to ponder about.

But maybe I should. I made a little test for you, that’s funnier to read. Behind each point are the Role numbers, so if your answer is “yes” consider the roles that the numbers refer to.

1. are you a woman (1)
2. Do you own a sim? (1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,11)
3. are you new to Gor? (2)
4. Do you have patience? (2,3,10,11)
5. did you read the books? (2,3,4,5,8,10,11)
6. do you like cybering a lot? (1,2,4,5,8)
7. do you like pew pew? (4,5,6,8,11)
8. do you like the crackling sizzling atmosphere of flirting with several men at the same time? (1,4,5,8,9)
10. Do you have a lot of fun in dressing up in elaborate gowns? (1,3)
11. Do you think steel around your neck is thrilling? (2)
12. Do you like to be guided? (2,3)
13. Are you looking for rl? (1)
14. Are you enjoying roleplay? (2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,11)
15. Do you enjoy “fishing” (1,2,4,5)
16. Are you wild, independent arrogant and dominant? (1,7)
17. Do you enjoy capture rp? (4,5,6,11)
18. Do you enjoy travelling Gor? (3,9,11)
19. Do you obey? (2,3)
20. Are you well organized? (1,3,10)
21. Can you accept another’s leadership? (1,2,3,4,5,8)
22. Are you a bit shy? (2,3)
23. Are you lesbian? (1,6)
24. Do you have a helpful personality? (1,2,3)
25. Do you enjoy shopping? (3,5)
26. Are you poor? (1,2,3,4,5,6,8,9,11)
27. Are you a scripter? (1,3,7,8,10)
28. Are you a builder? (1,3,4,5,6,7,8,10)
29. Are you a sculpter? (1,10)
30. Are you a party girl? (1,4,5,6,8,9,10)
31. Do you prefer to not be with only one man? (1,6,9)
32. Are you a true Domme? (1,7)
33. Are you convinced that you (and a few selected friends) know exactly how online Gor should be? (1, 10,11)
34. Would you like to try out new ideas? (1,10)
35. Do you think this test is not for you? (11)

Answers:

1.Leave Gor
2. Become a Kajira
3. Become a Freewoman
4. Become an Outlaw
5. Become a Mercenary
6. Become a Panther
7. Become a Taluna
8. Become a Mamba
9. Become an Urth
10. Silly you, this test is not for you!
11. You are the PERFECT Gorean!

All right. You see all my replies are unfair. I love that. Because ME I am Taluna and I write act like I want.

I love the massive controversies us Goreans immerse in. Our basic discussions are the best ever, especially if enriched with quotes from the books. THAT is the ultimate weapon that can be wielded and counteracted for WEEKS!

"We grow fond of our myths. Yet our myths are like walls of straw. Ultimately they must perish in the flames of truth." Page 257 - Guardsman of Gor

Gorean Careers

Female Careers

Gorean careers are quite frequently starting with a „position“ as a submissive, where new Roleplayers are guided through a sophisticated set of rules in their actions. To that purpose, nearly every sim offers training and teaching to a level of perfection.

Once these so called “Kajirae” achieved a good level of understanding, they are frequently teaching newcomers and welcoming visitors in the manner of a general club dancer. These roleplayers have had the opportunity to learn and reflect on Gor and roles on Gor and roleplay in their given set of rules.

About 90% of the new roleplayers do not stay in that position for more than 12-18 months. Sooner or later theys are ready to pick up a more responsible position in their group as a so called “Freewoman”, again with a slightly different but still tight set of rules that are to obey. Just like for the Kajirae there are certain “positions” that can be achieved, depending on time, skill and money. “Money” in this case has a major impact in that roleplayers now and then decide to purchase and run their own sim, frequently choosing a managing role in the roleplay as well.

The “kajir” position can be left out and the roleplayer can instantly start with a more advanced role as a freewoman. Learning that role is usually less standardized as there is more variance in these roles.

A lot of roleplayers start their SL Gor in a battling group, like outlaws, mercenaries or Panther groups. Female roleplayers have the advantage that they are quite unlimited on how interact with their fellow roleplayers. Since their role is less of a stereotype than that of a kajira or freewoman, these roles are easier to learn but more demanding in creativity.

Male Careers

The male roles on Gor are quite differing: Competion is low, as the percentage of male roleplayers is low. It is mainly for that reason that male roleplayers on Gor can roleplay whatever they like and how they like and get offered positions wherever they go to. A lot of sims offer their male roleplayers protected environments in that the use of combative roleplay is more or less drastically restricted to male combative roleplay (eg stronger males, no femlaws, no panther raids, no swords for females and others). Strict protective rules are a good starting point for males with low battle skills, either in terms of computer equipment and connection speed or in terms of actual skills to press the buttons (or to read and understand a bow manual).

However, mainly due to exactly these welcoming scenarios, the duration that a male roleplayer stays on gor is frequently shorter than that of a female counterpart. Whilst a lot of female roleplayers play inside a strict set of rules that are to learn before a certain degree of mastering that role can be achieved, the gorean male frequently needs not much knowledge or skill at all, shortening the gorean career considerably. Sims counteract that by implementing a ranking system, however rarely demanding a fixed level of skills, again causing discussions about “fairness” of promotions.

Male vs. Female Gor

Due to these factors, but also due to second life as such being less “action” and more "word" oriented, male goreans are comparatively scarce, despite all the marketing actions sims do. Even those sims that are more or less mainly inhabited by female groups are depending on male roleplayers to entertain their groups. Nudity used to be a marketing factor, however it is abundant in all of SL. Careers being less demanding and less time consuming might be a factor reducing male residence time. On the other hand the overwhelming share of females on Gor might be rising some interest, as competion between males is considerably lowered in comparison to real life.

However the low share of men on Gor strengthens traditional book oriented roleplay, since competition between female roleplayers for men is severe. As a result, male Gor is indeed quite princely.

Online sl gor reflects these factors quite well: Gor is mainly femalely managed and maintained, all that you have to do boys, is to ENJOY!!

Its easy enough, the only remaining question is:

MEN: WHERE ARE YOU???

other blogs

ok, I love reading blogs…here s one that made me giggle:

“we had lots of turmoil this weekend, due to our lieutenant who made a walk over Gor and instead of achieving fame or doing anything sensitive he came back with some Hinterwald cattle from some forest in Torcadino, a Taluna. Instead of working on some some new karma level due to these massive grasshoppers called priest kings he triumphantly returned to Lydius with this complaining hobgoblin on a leash. His initial enthusiasm was only cooled down a bit after I charged him for incessant use of a city kennel…I mean, the city needs some tax income?!

Since everyone was soon convinced that a naked savage is unteachable it was decided to sell her back to the tribe where she came from. We all went to the forests, including the savage, but the negotiations were lengthy, red caste is slow anyways. However even after endless negotiations no reasonable price could be agreed on, or in other words: To our disappointment the treehuggers did not want to have her back…therefore the red caste offered to feed her to the sleen, but I intervened and purchased her for five coppers as a present for someone I know but the plan was thwarted since the forest cow had eaten the plants in the tea- house and ruined her stomach or rather rumen…who knows the biology of a Taluna? and was put into the torcadino kennels where she fled due to locks that never worked…however the day was fun as we went visiting friends… “

[poorly translated, massively shortened and dramatically changed from: https://eatsbluecrayon.wordpress.com/2010/06/ ]

Taluna meets Panther

Boswell,

You land on the far north east of the sim , near the sea

Gasps at the first panel when landing :
" Complimentary Salvery whipping and serving lessons for pretty lone free women "
"No princess zone"
"Free stuff - drop to your knees and get a free iron necklace and pretty brand "

Then 2 panthers arrived on the docks ...
[12:38] Shiloh Greymoon draws her bow and knotches an arrow
Lil thinks : it starts well !!!

[12:39] Shiloh Greymoon: tal
[12:39] lil Swords: Tal
[12:39] Shiloh Greymoon: *she says to the unknown girl that stepped off their docks*
[12:39] lil Swords: are you fro this sympathetic land ?
[12:39] Shiloh Greymoon: we are off this land
[12:39] Shiloh Greymoon: of*
[12:39] Kikowah Panthar: tal
[12:39] lil Swords: is there a panther tribe here ?
[12:39] Shiloh Greymoon: we are allied with outlaws
[12:40] lil Swords: are you outlaws ? a tribe ?

[12:40] Shiloh Greymoon smiles...mmmm it's kind of hard to say... we are a mix of panthers and outlaws
[12:40] Shiloh Greymoon smiles.. would an outlaw say she was an outlaw ?
[12:41] Shiloh Greymoon asks "Why ?"
[12:41] lil Swords: "hehe i guess no .. but are you in a group of women or mix ?
[12:41] lil Swords smiles "oh i'm just curious
[12:41] Shiloh Greymoon: "We are a mix... we do not listen to the law of men... but we have a mutual benificial agreement"
[12:42] Shiloh Greymoon asks... "And who are you ? "
[12:42] lil Swords: "oh i'm Lil
[12:42] lil Swords: "and you ?
[12:42] Shiloh Greymoon: nice to meet you lil...
[12:43] Shiloh Greymoon: "I am Shiloh... proud panther of Border Reivers"
[12:43] lil Swords: "my pleasure ... are you numerous ? do you live with males or seperate from them ?
[12:43] lil Swords: nice to meet you shiloh
[12:43] Kikowah Panthar ask looking over the girl..."Why so many questions ?" "Are you a scout?"
[12:43] Shiloh Greymoon smiles and says "How do we know you're not scouting our camp ? "
[12:44] Shiloh Greymoon wonders if she should check this lil for weapons..
[12:44] lil Swords: "i just cannot see any camp .. and as we talked .. i am always curious
[12:44] Shiloh Greymoon: it lays behind the forest...
[12:45] Shiloh Greymoon: (( are you here to see if you want to make a home here ?
[12:45] Kikowah Panthar: "On our land you pay a tax to cross..." she looks at the girl still
[12:45] lil Swords: "ooops taxes ? what kind of taxes a poor wandering one could pay ?
[12:46] Kikowah Panthar: "That in flesh, or servitude..."
[12:46] Shiloh Greymoon grins
[12:46] Kikowah Panthar: "Especially if you have no coin..."
[12:46] lil Swords: "hhhmmm .... i see ...
[12:46] Shiloh Greymoon smiles at her lover...
[12:46] lil Swords: what is the tax amount ?
[12:47] Shiloh Greymoon says "Two copper"
[12:47] lil Swords: "do you have any friends or allies in Gor ?
[12:47] Kikowah Panthar: "lots..." she says smugly
[12:47] Shiloh Greymoon nods
[12:48] lil Swords: "so i guess it is tooo expensive for me to cross ..
[12:48] lil Swords: be well huntresses
[12:48] lil Swords flips 2 coins to the captain and hurries him to sail away ... looks at the coast disappearing as the ship heads home

(pff i hadn't been near the docks ... i was done ..)

then some cool IMs (hehe had a hidden tag but they guessed i was from SA JERAG..

[12:56] Shiloh Greymoon: lol you're lucky you didn't get captured there... take care lil
[12:57] lil Swords: haha .. i'm a coward .. that saves me a lot ....
[12:57] Shiloh Greymoon smiles... might have not been too bad....
[12:57] lil Swords: but you were right ... i was scouting ... so be on your guard ...
[12:58] Shiloh Greymoon smiles... I know you were
[12:59] Shiloh Greymoon smiles.... greet Sa Jerag for us....
[12:59] lil Swords: pffff writing reports ...
[13:00] Shiloh Greymoon: lol I know right.. it's a pain
[13:00] lil Swords: Sa jerag ?
[13:00] Shiloh Greymoon was guessing...
[13:00] lil Swords: oh are they enemeies ?
[13:00] Shiloh Greymoon: oh that and your group is showing OOC..
[13:01] lil Swords: i'm never OOC
[13:01] Shiloh Greymoon: lol then you should know that hidden weapons that aren't showing are not allowed
[13:02] Shiloh Greymoon: that is ofcourse when we strip you...
[13:02] lil Swords: let's find where Sa Jerag might be ... oh i do not wear hidden weapons .. but a small bow sheath and have long hair
[13:02] Shiloh Greymoon: you are obviously a panther...
[13:02] Shiloh Greymoon: and asking way too many questions to be a recruit
[13:03] lil Swords: i'm used to hide in the woods and crawl on my elbows and knees not to be seen
[13:04] lil Swords: "hmmm i'm sure silks will suit you very well
[13:04] Shiloh Greymoon laughs... I will die sooner
[13:05] Shiloh Greymoon: I'm sure you will sell well...
[13:05] lil Swords: oh you don't know the lovely experience you would miss with me
[13:05] Shiloh Greymoon grins .. likewise little panther
[13:05] Shiloh Greymoon: perhaps you should come back and find out...
[13:05] lil Swords: hehe .. i'm sure we'll see each others soon
[13:06] lil Swords: "be sure i will ...
[13:06] Shiloh Greymoon grins "Good"