Lost_Warrior

Yesterday we had the first real snowfall of the year. We had an assembly at school, meaning we did not go home early (the presentation was painfully loud by the way...I had my fingers in my ears and it didn't help). Because we did not go home early, the buses could not get to the school because of roads being closed. My bus left about the time I should have gotten home. We got stuck at one of the stops, and I hear that after I got off they got stuck AGAIN When I finally left, the power was going out. Why didn't they re schedule the assembly instead of risking all of our lives for a stupid presentation? I liked the presentation but it was not worth that. I swear, sometimes people just don't think. By the way I live in a tiny mountain town where snow is commonplace and the roads are NOTORIOUS in the winter...a good number of them aren't even paved, let alone maintained. So again...

Lol he may just be the subject of my report for chem class

LOL!!!

Executions took place in the middle of the day, during the arena games (much of the time). These public executions were a "break" from the gladatiators and such, and the "respectable" Romans used this break to go get lunch and come back for the fights.

He didn't do anything wrong. He WILLINGLY and INTENTIONALLY burned his own hand off to prove his bravery

::shudders:: that is horrendous. But I gotta ask: why was Rome's great hero such an idiot????? :shock:

Well...execution for a legionary is just like execution for everyone else...and the randomness of it led to an element of fear. That said, I don't quite understand the principle behind unecessary loss of warriors, but I guess they figured that those legionaries weren't any good anyway because that was the punisment for desertion.

If I had to wager a guess (and that's about all I can do) I think it means that they would pretty much exile the person from society...not exile in the traditional sense but if anyone gave them anything to survive (food, water, fire, etc) that person would be punished as well...basically meaning "go off into the woods somewhere and live, or starve to death in the streets"

I want to see that movie, I never did (actually I want to read the book too, but I don't really like the author's other work...) Ok that's off topic. I don't know much about Roman punishments per se (except that they were brutal and quite fun for the executioner who I'm sure almost always had a sadistic bent) and that many of them had roots in religious values. I would like to note though, that beheading is *not* a kind death, as the blade is rarely sharp enough to cut cleanly through on the first try...in fact it could take several times hacking at the bone before the person actually died. I would prefer the way of slaying defeated gladiators-sword point through the back of the neck. Kills faster than a run of the mill beheading (if done correctly it would sever the spine, killing almost instantly...and you would be numb from the neck down anyway).

Yea lol. I really like the layout. I think it suits the theme of Ancient Rome really well (I wish I could have made mine look this good lol)

You read all that? hehe I didn't really think anyone would. Well, thank you for reading I'm different from most people. When I find someone who is like me, we are too much alike...reading each other's minds and such...

Silence. The silence that lives inside of us. The calm after battle...before a storm...that little space inside of us that is so often forgotten, ignored, but never leaves. That space inside where joy, love, and hope go when fear takes over...pandora's box...that little space is the one good thing left at the bottom...listen to that silence inside you...it speaks without words...it knows nothing of words...the language of the soul is silence...it knows only one thing: "I am"...and knows no definition...just be...pure existance...and you will find the answers you didn't even realize you sought... Forgotten. Too much is forgotten these days...when our laughter has been replaced by electronic beeps, our voices lost in the hum of machines...even our music is electronic, mechanical. You turn on the radio...and hear electronic beeps, keyboards and synthesizers...open the window. You'll hear the birds sing, the wind in the trees...music is life...life has music... Color...does sound have color? Some say it does...I've been told my voice is blue...what does that mean? I don't know...I always thought of it as round... Sight, and sound, touch, and laughter...are they one in the same...to see sound and hear color...blue is clear...the sky is clear and bright...there's no way to prove that of course...there is no way to capture an audio recording of color...I suppose its like trying to explain "blue" to a blind person...they can never truely know...and neither can we...sometimes I feel like that...like I can never know...because I've never known...and don't know where to begin. Blah...shallow people...I listen to my friends talk and all I hear is sports, or boys, or fashion, or schoolwork...just once I'd like to hear someone my own age ask "what do you want out of life?"..."what do you value?"..."what's most important to you?"...I may not be able to answer these questions myself...but at least I can understand them...do you know how you would answer those questions? I want freedom in life...maybe not freedom in the traditional sense...but freedom from the constraints so many try to place on us all...I want knowledge...maybe knowledge isnt the right word...I want to know what's inside myself...how to listen to that little voice...I want prosperity...and I don't mean money. I want the satisfaction of knowing that I accomplished something...fullfillment...health...love...How many people want "a good job, a nice house, a car and a family"? I value honesty, duty, honor, love...I value kindness and mercy...but not giving in...acceptance is not surrender, someone once said and I'm inclined to agree...What's most important to me? LIFE...life is important to me...noticing the little things... No one seems to ask these questions anymore...although they'll ask "does my hair look ok?"...language has become shallow...just words...collections of syllables when put together matching a definition in a book...words that only really mean other words....what happened to the days when words carried a piece of the essence of that which they described? When words *were* the idea, instead of simply describing it? Poetry...rythm to words...the ideas in poetry lies not in the words, but between them...in the barely perceptible spaces between the words...in the flow of it, the music of it...the overall effect far greater than the sum of its parts....similes...metaphors...alone these words mean nothing...together they mean the world... There is life in the rustle of leaves, the glint of sun on the water...music in the raindrops, in the dripping, melting snow and cracking ice...music that in autumn bids farewell to the sun...and haralds its return as new life begins... Belief...I don't have belief...I have knowledge...people ask me if I believe in God...I don't believe. I KNOW. When there is no doubt in your mind, it is not belief...when you wake up and look out the window and feel the presence...the leaves, in the sun, in the moon...feel the magic...and know its there...anything is possible...my home feels empty without my Gods...it is not my home without them, only a house...I carry them with me wherever I go...I've no need of a church or a temple...because they are there with me...everywhere I go is sacred...

Lost_Warrior...really has nothing to do with Rome lol I thought of using a Roman name...for about 10 seconds then realized I'd never think of one to suit...at least not at the time I hadn't. Lost_Warrior is also part of my email. I'm a warrior, and I'm lost (or forgotten). I'm lost, but I'm making good time

Wow, that was very well done I really don't know that I have too much to add. I notice though that you put alot of emphasis on women. True, the women played a large role in Celtic society and religion, but many of the prominent Gods (Odin for example) were men.

Twice...in the same week... I accidentally hit a snake with my lawnmower. It was gashed open and bleeding...there was nothing that could have been done to save it...I don't know how long it would have lived...in pain...I smashed it's head with a rock to put it out of its misery Then a few days later my pet chicken...who was really very sick...would not eat and was infested (you have never seen so many lice in one place by the Gods) with lice...they were in her eyes and in her throat so that she was choking trying to get them out...her skin literally craweled with them...eventually I had to shoot her...she wouldn't suffer any more...but when she started twitching Gods it almost killed me.

Samhain is the day when the veil between the worlds is thin, meaning that spirits are afoot in this earth realm...and some may cross over to the spirit realm.

I'm sure some of them didn't handle it well...though some of them probably handled it a bit *too well* by modern society's standards. Some probably loved it Battle can be fun...if you don't believe me ask anyone in the SCA or such...something about being up close and fighting...but then, I'm pretty nuts myself

Well during the Empire, they often prayed to the deified Emperor (actually...Imperator) and I'm sure they always prayed to their Gods (likely to one of the titles of Jupiter). As for chants, I have no clue.

My hobbit name is: Lila Hamwich of Buckleberry Fern Hamwich?? interesting... sounds like something out of a bad vending machine from the 80s... BTW I put my name back into the elvish one, and got the same name again, so apparently it is not random.

Smart Paladin 81% Combativeness, 40% Sneakiness, 52% Intellect, 52% Spirituality Valorous! Noble! Or possibly just a self-righteous jerk (but with the brains to keep you alive!)... You are a Smart Paladin! Paladins are holy warriors. They are valorous defenders of the light. Unfortunately, most of them are so ardent in their defense they tend to meet sticky ends faster than you can say "rampaging red dragon." Many people look up to Paladins, while others just consider them stuck up, overbearing, or self-righteous. Fortunately for you, unlike most Paladins, you're pretty smart. Which means that you're more likely to fall into the "admired" category, rather than the "obnoxious" or "dead" categories. Much like the crusades, you manage to combine violence and religion, though unlike the crusades, you add a healthy does of intelligence. You may be a staunch defender of the faith, a valorous champion of the weak, or the stuff that jihads are made of. Which ever one you are, just be happy that you�ve got the smarts to back it up and make it work.

I have nothing useful to add, but I am reading Thanks for the info