It is very complex to explain how one can be so detached from himself, that he sees himself as a vibrant community of individuals.
So I will try my best to write out an adequate introduction to the Rogue's-Ville Community. As some of it, members will be writing their version of my thoughts...
The streets are littered with thoughts and words. Evolving with the time of day and the places the vessel migrates to or inhabits...
The Roguesville Community is as diverse as communities come... Picture a quiet lake-side town, little houses with mutli-bright-coloured rooftops, chimney pots, and narrow cobble-stone roads.
The SoulShack is a single-roomed Wooden Radion Shack. That plays an eclectic selection of music. Sitting at the crossroads that mark the Centre of Roguesville..Diagonally opposite the enormous Church building.. "Spiritual Home".. The RadioShack is run by a Shark-Tale Type Dreadlocked, Snoop-Dogg Skinny, Schizophrenic DJ...
The "Spiritual Home" is run by a powerful quite voice.. One that says, corrects, pressures, advises, is the eldest, the disciplinarian, God's echo.. No one has ever seen the voice, yet everyone has been moved by it..
My mother lives across from both buildings.. Watching, listening, laughing, advising, shape shifting into each example she gives.. She is the fluidity of this world.. All in the community, know of her.. Try to please her or totally ignore her.. Some passers-by whisper of how she learnt as child how to send her voice.. And therefore think she actually is the Voice in the Spiritual Home.. Others believe she secretly runs SAM.. Loving him into the Man he has grown to be.. Warning him, encouraging him.. influencing him, Making him the listening, caring, loving understanding wise.. Deep biting, hard-hitting, man he is...
Sam, is a muzzled dog. Inter-breed of Great Dane, Bul Mustif, Rotwieller... His rules aren't written in stone.. Or written at all.. he cares for nothing.. is a free-willed puppy.. It is said he has never grown.. will never grow up.. Sam hunts, and Sam rolls over... Sam sits.. Sam never barks.. yet Sam barks... Bites... Maybe even breathe fire.. Sam never protects the heart...
Now for those of you really interested in this world...
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