“Essay: a short piece of writing on a particular subject”
I disagree on the account that one thousand words can be considered short, however Bass in his kindness has granted us a topic that it is easy to write a considerable amount about. I cannot promise that this essay will be objectively “good” or “comprehensible” or “grammatically correct” but I can promise that it will be over one thousand characters and will demonstrate that da letter el is the greatest person ever. However, as interpretation and internalization of a work is subjective, I also can’t promise you, my dear reader, will draw the same conclusion from my work. But that’s the risk you run by reading a work to be interpreted subjectively, and I ask that my readers try to view this work in the greater context of the greatness of da letter el to properly receive and interpret this piece.
Da letter el, master mafia player, star free for all competitor, the lord and sovereign of the pastimes of this forum, suzerain of the multiple player competitive decision based, alliance based, (formerly party based) contests and tournaments. An epithet such befits a king as a king befits the epithet. Truly a master of life and death, space and time, truth and beauty, sun and moon, matter and antimatter, water and fire, royalty and peasants, happiness and sadness. Can I say more about this tremendous man, this benevolent god? Yes, in fact good sir or madame, I will proceed to convey more incredible attributes of the game winning, task completing, player slaying man.
One fine summer’s day, I was walking down the street, I was stopped by a man. A most peculiar man in a tuxedo trimmed with lace and all sorts of other fineries. The satin of the tuxedo was positively exquisite, and I stopped to admire it for a while. As time passed the man finally asked me a question. The content of the question is not of utmost importance. How can content be important in this world of meaningless?
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Nietzsche said “You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.” I believe he also said “Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.” And who could forget when he said “The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. If you try it, you will be lonely often, and sometimes frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself.” Truly moving quotes that have been carefully selected by the author to enhance the discussion of this piece. To further enhance this piece, please consider these further quotes. Immanuel Kant once said “Enlightenment is man's release from his self-incurred tutelage. Tutelage is man's inability to make use of his understanding without direction from another. Self-incurred is this tutelage when its cause lies not in lack of reason but in lack of resolution and courage to use it without direction from another. Sapere aude! 'Have courage to use your own reason!'- that is the motto of enlightenment.” And also “Laziness and cowardice are the reasons why so great a portion of mankind, after nature has long since discharged them from external direction (naturaliter maiorennes), nevertheless remains under lifelong tutelage, and why it is so easy for others to set themselves up as their guardians. It is so easy not to be of age. If I have a book which understands for me, a pastor who has a conscience for me, a physician who decides my diet, and so forth, I need not trouble myself. I need not think, if I can only pay - others will easily undertake the irksome work for me. That the step to competence is held to be very dangerous by the far greater portion of mankind...” Do you now feel enlightened? For as any enlightened individual would now, da letter el is the greatest bass game player ever.
To properly appreciate how great da letter el is, it is necessary to appreciate another great work of art, The Lord of the Rings. This quote is mandatory for one to truly appreciate this essay. “One evening Frodo and Sam were walking together in the cool twilight. Both of them felt restless again. On Frodo suddenly the shadow of parting had falling: he knew somehow that the time was very near when he must leave Lothlorien.
“What do you think of Elves now, Sam?” he said. “I asked you the same question once before –it seems a very long while ago; but you have seen more of them since then.”
“I have indeed!” said Sam. “And I reckon there’s Elves and Elves. They’re all elvish enough, but they’re not all the same. Now these folks aren’t wanderers or homeless, and seem a bit nearer to the likes of us: they seem to belong here, even more than Hobbits do in the Shire. Whether they’ve made the land, or the land’s made them, it’s hard to say, if you take my meaning. It’s wonderfully quiet here. Nothing seems to be going on, nobody seems to want it to. If there’s any magic about, it’s right down deep, where I can’t lay my hands on it, in a manner of speaking.”
Finally, I believe this quote must be considered in the greater context of da letter el’s greatness and accomplishments.
“Then Fingon looked towards Thangorodrim, and there was a dark cloud about it, and a black smoke went up; and he knew that the wrath of Morgoth was aroused, and that their challenge was accepted. A shadow of doubt fell upon Fingon’s heart; and he looked eastwards, seeking if he might see with elven-sight the dust of Anfauglith rising beneath the hosts of Maedhros. He knew not that Maedhros was hindered in his setting forth by the guile of Uldor the accursed, who deceived him with false warnings of assault from Angband.
But now a cry went up, passing up the wind from the south from vale to vale, and Elves and Men lifted their voices in wonder and joy. For unsummoned and unlooked for Turgon had opened the leaguer of Gondolin, and was come with an army ten thousand strong, with bright mail and long swords and spears like a forest. Then when Fingon heard afar the great trumpet of Turgon his brother, the shadow passed and his heart was uplifted, and he shouted aloud: Utúlie’n aurë! Aiya Eldalië ar Atanatári, utúlie’n aurë! The day has come! Behold, people of the Eldar and Fathers of Men, the day has come! And all those who heard his great voice echo in the hills answered crying: Auta i lómë! The night is passing!”
It should now be quite clear to all that da letter el is the greatest person to grace the world, nay, universe. I hope all the readers appreciated and evaluated the quotes in the context of this fact, and drew the same conclusion and myself.
