When I am not at a university, I am with my family. I have typical family with a mother, father, two brothers and two dogs. However, my family—particularly my mother—does not share my ideologies. Any time the topic of gay rights should arise, it is a constant battle that usually ends up with me being labelled all sorts of nasty things. Also, my support automatically enlists me in the category of “lesbian”. Do not get me started on trying to explain asexuality to her. She told me I better give her grandchildren. Perhaps I should never talk to her again after I am finished with university. A warrior has a very hard life; she has no need for children or a partner to share in the pain and suffering of the world.
My father is slightly better, only because he barely says anything. He knows about my origins as a reincarnated Warrior. My father said as long as I did not hurt others with a sword, he accepted me for who I was.
I have been absent for awhile, but I decided that I should probably share my face with the virtual world. This is from a selection of accursed, terrible photographs I was forced to endure when I was a senior in high school. I wanted to take an action picture of myself in armor and with a sword, but that was not permitted.
A close friend of mine told me that there is a “trope” for everything on this site called tvtropes.org. Apparently, there is a “trope” for everything, including social justice “warriors”.
Something that offends me greatly is the gross misuse of the word “warrior” on tumblr. Warriors represent bravery, strength and justice. All I have witnessed on here is blatant racism, sexism, and so on “for the greater good”. These people bring dishonor to what a warrior is about, for I have been both man and woman, of every color, sexual orientation and ability. I truly know what it feels like to be a warrior throughout time. We fight for the greater good. While in times past, ignorance and nonacceptance was excusable. However, in this era, we are gifted with education and an infinite resource of knowledge called the “internet”. Racism against people of white color is unacceptable. Sexism against men is unacceptable. Hatred of cisgendered people is unacceptable. Hatred of heterosexual people is unacceptable.
The Canadian Empire eventually became the bastion of freedom for all people. It was almost a utopia until it was destroyed. People who acted like this were barbarians and were ostracized.
You are not a warrior. You are merely a stain on the world.
I keep on seeing this war between people of size (is this the correct term?) and people of no size. It is very hard for me to understand what the issue is here. You see, on Caelus, only the wealthy and some of the middle class were fat. A lot of people starved. I would hardly say that the peasants had any sort of privilege, even in the larger and more industrious nations. For those who were not impoverished, thin people would be more suitable for professions in the military or construction, while the fat would tend to be merchants and shopkeepers. This was the case whenever I was the incarnation of a citizen in the British Empire.
In this world, there seems to be a reverence for thin people on the television programs and in the motion pictures, however, being of size seems to be celebrated as a positive trait on the internet. Perhaps these people should become merchants, where size does not matter. I find this war to be as trivial and pointless as the war between the British Empire and the Zanzibarians.
I am sure many of you have been wondering about my disappearance. Rest assured that I was not killed and I am still inhabiting the same body. This body is weak, but part of my trials is learning to accept its limitations. My visions of war have been much stronger in my long absence. I decided to rent a cabin at the local state park and cut myself off from all Earthly distractions, including the internet. I meditated on what my true purpose is and why I am stuck on Earth. At one point, I considered suicide to free the Warrior’s soul, but suicide is not an honorable action for the Warrior (unlike Nihon knights from long ago). I had a revelation that my duty is fighting for the rights of all peoples in this strange, technology-laden world. I cannot be the Warrior without technology.
However, I was able to practice a bit with a longsword I purchased after I recovered from pneumonia. I also bought some armor. A week after I recovered, I went to the cabin. It felt nice to wear some armor and cut down some tree branches and even a few squirrels.
If I had a suit of armor, it would look like this.
I have been in the hospital recovering from pneumonia, one of the most annoying illnesses. The sickness made me loose track of days and I believe I was in a half-concious state most of the time. I dreamed a lot and I had many interesting thoughts and experiences. It almost felt as if I had died and had been reincarnated back to Caelus in a very strange aboriginal culture that I am still not sure where it would be located. Apparently, I almost died from pneumonia, so perhaps my soul was being sucked away into the next life but I was able to fight my way back. Also, the doctors probably helped a bit. I’m still in the hospital, but now I am well enough to type. I believe my Warrior soul enables me to heal quicker than most.
Classism is discrimination based on social class. There are many factors that can put you into a certain class, but I am merely discussing the three major financial classes: lower, middle and upper class. I have stated before that I dislike the British Empire because of their obscene reverence for classism. However, no matter how a society is built, there will never be a utopian, classless society. We have to accept that some people will be more wealthy than others and that humans have a tendency to discriminate. It is impossible to stop discrimination on the basis of wealth, therefore it is a losing battle to try to fight it. Racial, gender and sexual discrimination is a different battle and can be won. People can solve obese discrimination themselves. I do not understand it.
Therefore, I must tolerate the fact that society will always be divided based on financial classes.