Books

I got a few books yesterday, I finally got my hands on a copy of Metro 2033, I'm starting to recordings of it for my Girlfriend. In addition to that I also got Beyond the Shadows by Brent Weeks, Royal Assassin by Robin Hobb and The letters of J.R.R. Tolkein. I can't wait to start reading all of them and then going back to Great Escapes(the book store I got them from) and get more.

Custom Search Engine - Update

So it went faster than I thought, it was pretty much cut and paste, it may not be the greatest, but its a start.
Here it is, enjoy! If you have any suggestions on how to improve it let me know!

Custom Search Engine

Working on a custom search engine for free ebook sites, I will update with results, all I'm going to say for now is that its based off of this sites list and that it will search all of them at once.

See you in a few hours.

Satisfying things

Ahhh, I keep saying I'm going to post more often but I never do, I've had the urge to for the past while but either was too busy or kept putting it off, but today I decided to post something.

I find that one of the most satisfying things in the world is sitting down with a new pack of mechanical pencils, some nice pens, erasers a ruler and a big stack of notepads/notebooks. Especially the yellow notepads, or one of these. They're so satisfying to open for the first time and start writing, when I see a stack of them I get giddy, when I'm at a store its hard for me not to grab a handful and buy all of them. Its probably because I love to create things and I find I do it best writing down on a piece of paper since there are less boundaries than with a computer. A filled book is powerful since it can put ideas in someones head, but an empty one I feel is more powerful since new ideas can be created.

Another satisfying feeling is making a really fancy breakfast, eg. two eggs once over lightly with a tomato sandwich(with lots of salt and freshly ground pepper of course) with a side of 3 slices of bacon, fried potatoes, toast 2 peppery German breakfast sausages and a nice well brewed cup of coffee with a nice cup of water to wash it all down. Once you've finished making it, you sit down and just savor it(coffee and bacon are amazing together).

Sleep

For the past while I haven`t been able to sleep well at all. Two nights I didn`t get any sleep whatsoever, on those night I came to an epiphany, while on that lack of sleep high where things that don`t move start to move(I see you vibrating poster letters!) that staying up all night with out being exhausted is actually a really cool thing when you do it out of want and not need. The first night, I listened to Jazz on Songza while reading posts on r/raisedbynarcissists and r/fatpeoplestories, both great text subreddits. After noticing the sun rising, I grabbed a cup of coffee and admired what little view I got through my window in my basement window. After that, I went for a walk,the temp outside was wonderful! I had some oatmeal for breakfast, read some more stories on r/fatpeoplestories and then went for another walk. On that walk I walked with an elderly man and had a slow but interesting conversation before we went our separate ways. After that I had a shower and then browsed a bit more reddit and got on with my day before my body decide it was tired suddenly and I crashed for a few hours. I realized while I was awake that it was amazingly awesome to be able to not sleep at night while others did. It was very quiet and you had tons of time to yourself to do whatever quiet stuff you want to, or if you live by yourself, whatever semi louder stuff you want.

All in all, staying awake all night by choice is sooooooo worth it in my opinion, but only if you can return to your normal sleep cycle after.

Religions of the Crestmoro Islands

Recently I've been working on a World for a D&D campaign and I came up with this creation story, I decided I would post it since its something I've been thinking about.

The peoples of the Crest worship the older gods, born in a time of primal life they are the very basic elements of the world. They represent the five elements of life; Earth, Wind, Water, Fire and Spirit. Their creation myth explains that every part of the world was created in turn, starting with the most basic, Fire or Vuur made the mighty furnaces with in the earth that created the rich materials that are found through out the world, his heat warms the land and allowed life to flourish. Earth or Aarde made the base for them to live on, he holds the entirety of the world on his back and supports all life. Wind or Lug created the storms and winds that shaped the Islands and fed the life that followed. Water or Vloiebare fed all life with its body and made the cool waters that prevented Vuur from burning the world with his mighty furnaces. Spirit or Gees fed the life into the world and helped the Old ones create the living creatures that populate the land. Spirit's aspect disappeared from the world after they create Man and its many bretheren since it poured all of its power in to them, which consumed it. It is said that if you delve deep enough in to the forests and oceans of the Crest and you may find the Old Ones Aspects, great lumbering representations of themselves that walk the land and swim the oceans bringing life and protecting their Islands.

Long time no think

I know I might not follow through with this, but I'm going to try to start posting more random thoughts that I've had and see where it goes.

I know this is a constant thought that some people have, but I'm going to post it just in case someone hasn't ever heard it.
The most terrifying thought that I've ever had is that my world or parts of it are imaginary and that I perceive that as being real. Eg. my best friend, my pet, or everything I see is real to me but everyone except me sees nothing and I perceive their reaction to prove my imaginary friends existence. I could eventually be cured of this but for all I know this could be permanent and unlike the prisoner in "The Allegory of the Cave" I'll never have my view changed and I will always be blind to the actuality of the world. If the case is that my world is a figment of my imagination, my greatest fear would be waking up, to realize that every moment and experience that I've ever had never happened, from my first kiss to the passing of my favourite pet, the good and the bad, that none of it happened and I am simply a shell of a person, beginning a new life where I have nothing to ground myself off of as I step in to a new and terrifying life.