Ythep
Ythep
 |
|
| Points: | 131.628 |
| Rank: | 228 |
| Opponents defeated: |
264.950 (496.)
|
| Tribe: |
Take
|
| Villages (23) |
Coordinates |
Points |
|
|
519|346 |
10.139 |
|
|
517|346 |
9.730 |
|
|
509|348 |
9.778 |
|
|
506|336 |
4.210 |
|
|
507|334 |
8.475 |
|
|
514|338 |
2.607 |
|
|
510|343 |
4.728 |
|
|
515|344 |
4.102 |
|
|
514|346 |
10.064 |
|
|
507|333 |
4.077 |
|
|
517|347 |
1.800 |
|
|
510|335 |
1.899 |
|
|
510|349 |
8.903 |
|
|
524|307 |
6.843 |
|
|
512|347 |
6.780 |
|
|
511|348 |
3.706 |
|
|
514|344 |
7.207 |
|
|
511|340 |
9.171 |
|
|
505|348 |
1.223 |
|
|
509|338 |
1.849 |
|
|
508|349 |
2.795 |
|
|
510|337 |
9.423 |
|
|
517|348 |
2.119 |
|
|
Profile
|
 |
|
Personal text
|
Ranks of Perfection
----------------------------
In the womb before the world began, I was a child among other gods and children who were, or may be, or might have been. There in the dark when we could not see each other’s faces, we agreed with one mind to be born, to separate, to forget the pact we made that we might learn the secrets of our fraternity. We agreed to know sorrow in exchange for joy, to know death in exchange for life. We were dark seeds of possibility whispering. Then one by one we entered alone. We walked on our legs, and as we had said, we passed in well-lit streets without recognizing each other; yet we were gods sheathed in flesh, the multitude of a single spirit. Gods live even in darkness, in the world above your heads, in the crevices of rocks, in the open palms of strangers.
I am a child, the seed in everything, the rhythm of flowers, the old story that lingers. Among cattle and fruit sellers, I am air. I am love hidden in a shy maiden’s gown. I am the name of things. I am the dream changing before your eyes. I am my body, a house for blood and breath. I am a man on earth and a god in heaven. While I travel the deserts in frail form, while I grow old and weep and die, I live always as a child inside the body of truth, a blue egg that rocks in the storm but never breaks. I sleep in peace in my mother’s lap, a child mesmerized by sunlight on the river. My soul is swallowed up by god.
Out of chaos came the light.
Out of the will came life. |
Victory achievements
Winning Tribe
You vanquished World 87 with your tribe Stopped Trying to Decide.
Winning Tribe
You vanquished World 20 with your tribe Ranks of Perfection.
|
|
