The Eristic Illusion

[Cadmus]

The Dragons Teeth, somewhere in the Taus

Cadmus. Log two.

After coming to terms with yet another revelation, I am making this second audio log to continue recording the development of my mission, goals, and ideals. And psychosis, more than

*sound of an unpleasant bang and a cry of pain.*

*Recording cuts out.*



*Recording resumes.*

*coughing.* In any case where was I? Ah, right

Every struggle is determined by factors, great and small. Men, intelligence, reconnaissance, ships, supplies, technology I suppose youve heard the old adage that goes a little like this - for want of a nail, a shoe was lost; for want of a shoe, a horse was lost; for want of a horse, a rider was lost; for want of a rider, the flank was lost; at the loss of the flank, the battle was lost; at the loss of the battle, the war was lost; and at the loss of the war, the kingdom was overturned.

Again, we come back to the Beamtenherrschaft. The corrupt governments of Sirius are bloated and grown past their possible useful life, and are now overgrown, twisted, and corrupt - a tree which once was healthy, but has grown into a mess beyond repair. They leave underneath their mutant leaves a crushed and downtrodden people, weak grasses struggling for the sun. Some trees beneath may oppose this tree, and fight with it to break through to the son.

Removing the veil of metaphor, I refer to the Xenos, Mollies, Blood Dragons, Farmers Alliance, LWB, Bundschuh, and others who struggle against their evil, corrupt governments to bring justice to themselves, the peopleand the governments responsible for the injustice. These are nearly eternal struggles, one side against the other.

Now, suppose for a moment that the balance of these wars would change suddenly, and the oppressed group would triumph. The corrupt leviathan of government would perish and those who had been previously oppressed, at the bottom of society, would rise to take the place of leadership, a good and just leadership.

Now, thinking about that anecdote I mentioned earlier, how difficult would it be to give one side an edge? Maybe a shipment of arms here would tip the battle there which would in turn give victory, or at least some success. Maybe the theft of a certain good would cause a shortfall somewhere, which would affect the governments activities somewhere else.

Yes, this sounds impossible. I was trying to do this all along - or something like it - but I wasnt getting very far at all with it. I just blindly guessed.

But, now with the gods directing me, I believe that Hermes plan should succeed. It seems logical, at least. The scales are in balance, but what happens when we add a little weight to one side?

Cadmus out.

Cadmus sat in his chair, head on one hand and elbow on the chairs arm, not moving as the previous recording kept playing through his mind, certain sections repeating themselves. As he sat there, the log moved on after a moment, the next entry starting.

Cadmus. Log Three.

Pieces of these four plans keep coming together. As I understand more and more of them from each revelation, I begin to grasp the basic mea

Cadmus turned the log off with a tap of his disdainful finger.