I have been playing Dungeons and Dragons for 27 years. I played 2nd edition. I started to run games when 3rd edition was released.
That being said I am not happy with the newer editions of D&D. 4th edition was entirely too combat oriented, and 5th edition has simplified it down to the point that it is not fun for the nerd who enjoys the complexities of the original game. I run Pathfinder. It has all of the fun that I grew to love in the original game.
I love the roleplaying and the imagination that goes into every aspect of the game.
What as a publisher do I think of the leaked OGL 1.1? Wizards of the Coast tried with 4th edition to revoke their OGL and failed. I think that legally there was too much that was actually involved in the publication of game books that people thought was controlled by Wizards that was not. I think that Pathfinder releasing their own version of a OGL called ORC will help to expand the market for gaming material. I remember in 2nd edition if you wanted a monster or an item you had to create it yourself. The market is flooded with options now. It is fairly amazing.
I have been working on a game world of my own. I don’t know if I will ever get it to releasable state…so many details to get put in. I have run quite a few games in said world.
I don’t know what you had in mind But here we stand on opposing sides
Let’s go to war Let’s go to war
We arm ourselves with the wrongs we’ve done Name them off one by one
Let’s go to war Let’s go to war
Everything you say Everything you do You push it in And you cut me down And you cut me down
War, war, war
Screaming at the ones we love Like we forgot who we can trust Screaming at the top of our lungs On the grounds where we feel safe
Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe?
Hush my baby; make no sound Maybe we can wait each other out It’s a cold war Let’s go to war
With every settled score I thought that fighting with meant fighting for But you turn it around But you turn it around
War, war, war
Screaming at the ones we love Like we forgot who we can trust Screaming at the top of our lungs On the grounds where we feel safe Screaming at the ones we love
Like we forgot who we can trust Screaming at the top of our lungs On the grounds where we feel safe
Do we feel safe? Do we feels safe? Do we feel safe?
Do we censor or do we flow? Are we drunk on the chemicals? Every feeling in my bones tells me to lash out And tell you to fuck off
You’ve got my heart And I’ve got your soul But are we better off alone?
With every battle we lose a little more Remember everything that we’d die for You are everything that I’d die for
Screaming at the ones we love Like we forgot who we can trust Screaming at the top of our lungs On the grounds that we feel safe
Screaming at the ones we love Like we forgot who we can trust Screaming at the top of our lungs On the grounds where we feel safe
Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe?
My 2 Cents – I thought I should talk about the title for my current volume. Internal Battlefields. I feel like all mental health is an internal war. we fight a battle every day against our own minds. This song feels like the anthem for this volume. So, LET’S GO TO WAR!
Digital flowers are relaxing to draw. I feel like I got this one 3d. My self care todo list often gets less than half done because I am terrible at taking care of myself…but I have Art on there as I see doing something artsy every day as a form of self care. This was Saturday’s art. Do you think that art is self care? Why or why not?
Okay, I got something! I used to love mythology… like ALL of them. I mean I enjoy the random stories of the spider god Anansi… and the Celtic mythology of the Fae… and…. and…. and….
So that being said… I found a way to say that someone knows nothing about mythology (Greek) without actually having to say that…
Strike first Make it hurt When everyone assumes the worst I never have to say I’m sorry Spiteful Ruinous I’m all things you feared I was Another villain in your story You think that I’m a spitfire? You should Afraid you’re on my bad side? That’s good If I wanted to end you I could I could I’m sinking down If you only knew how hard it is For me to climb out I’m kicking and screaming But no one can hear me So what happens now? The shadows are creeping in I didn’t ask for I didn’t ask for this Cold rage Hides the shame Of images I can’t escape Scars that live under the surface It’s strange What I became When part of me was ripped away And replaced with something worthless You think that I’m a spitfire? You should Afraid you’re on my bad side? That’s good If I wanted to end you I could I could I’m sinking down If you only knew how hard it is For me to climb out I’m kicking and screaming But no one can hear me So what happens now? The shadows are creeping in I didn’t ask for I didn’t ask for this Take what’s left Of my fractured heart Bloodstained ’cause The pieces are so sharp Take what’s left Of my fractured heart Bloodstained ’cause The pieces are so sharp I’m sinking down If you only knew how hard it is For me to climb out I’m kicking and screaming But no one can hear me So what happens now? The shadows are creeping in I didn’t ask for I didn’t ask for this Never forget I didn’t ask for this
My 2 Cents – this time of year is so freaking hard. No one asks for the mental health issues. No one asks for trauma. No one asks for the feeling like they are just unlovable…yet…so many people feel like they are. It costs you nothing to be kind, to be patient.
These are the first two poems written in 2023 and I was struggling to find the topics. I am pleased with the way that they turned out, and releaved that I am able to share it with you.