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The Grand Illusion - "There are those who seem to live off of those who cannot seem to live off of themselves."
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With ever increasing speed the world of the affiliate marketer becomes more and more distant, farther out of realistic grasp, and deeper and deeper into the void of the haves, and of the have nots. Those who have, seem to have no difficulty in getting more. Those who have not, well, they are the dreggs of this underworld within a world that is called the internet. As new products "certainize" productivity, and as the "hype" gets higher and more fantastical, the shrill of "Buy Now" becomes the mantra of those who would entice, and is the dream of those who would if they could, and more often do, than not. There appears to be no end to the madness that has engulfed some, nor to the desperation that has consumed others. So the haves meet the have nots, and the pitch continues in its intensity, striving to drown out the calm, reasoning voices of the sage and knowing elders, as their sounding of calm booms out of the cacophany like the horn to the ships master on a fog locked night. The berseking of the hawkers goes on, their wares will be sold, bought, and outdone as quickly as they were brought out, all shiny and beautiful to behold. Yet, they will be outdone, and then something else will outdo these, and so on, and so on, and so on... Ghengis Khan was once like this, consumed by consuming. Alexander was once like this, lusting to satiate the lusting to satiate. Greed is the master, and the greedy are the slave, and retribution lasts forever, needing to feed off of itself in order to remain. The pure and wanton abandon that has reared its many sided head threatens to undermine and disrupt the actual purpose for affiliation. It has altered the function for cooperation, instead ripping away the cohesion of trust and of "affiliation" that was, at one time, as ones word of bond. Truth. Reality. Purpose. Knowledge.
Warcraft, in its entirety, is not enough. There are not that many who truly have the necessary skill. To be an adept in this, one must first immerse them self within it, to wallow in what they would become. To consider each ulterior, to imagine every attack, to bolster the entire defense, to survive, one must know who they are before they attempt to become who they are. There is no room for mishap, you either continue, or you fall away. And no one else cares, not as long as you give them what they desire, that you give them yourself, who you are, so that they can become you, and you fall away. No, there is only one master, and not even the adepts are enough for that one. There can be only one outcome when you walk that path, and there is not room enough for you at the end of that path. You will fall away. Take care to utilize the skills you have aquired, test and strengthen your values and your strategy. War comes on fast, so use some thought when you choose your alliance, do not become lazy, or complacent, challenge the boundaries of your knowledge. After all, this is kind of a test, or, a kind of test. The real skill lies elsewhere, locked away safe, waiting to be let out. Fantasy war. Wizard war. Honor. Integrity. Counsel. Skill.
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