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21 December 2010 @ 07:50 am
written as a FB status update, but it's 5x too long to post  
The web goblin knows that there is something inside of him, greater than him, that can speak for him and say the things that he can't say. Like stuttering Moses, suddenly aflame in inspiration, finding God's words flowing past his lips addressing Pharaoh and his magicians. What's inside of the goblin speaks only in righteous anger.

It's not like those moments when someone says something monumentally offensive and your lid flips and you find yourself letting loose a torrent of fury that seemingly comes out of nowhere. It's greater than even that, greater than any one goblin's anger.

The thing inside the goblin only ever came out in a university fiction writing workshop senior year. The professor was dull and short-sighted; the other students were interested only in an easy 'A'.

The goblin has trouble speaking in groups; the thing inside of him does not. It doesn't hate to interrupt. It isn't always waiting for a break that never comes in order to interject. It doesn't sit by getting increasingly upset at the flood of ignorance going unchecked.

The thing inside of the goblin says the things he wants to say, but says them better than he can, more succinctly, so clearly that even the dullest listener understands, and so forcefully that there can be no rejoinder. The thing inside the goblin understands the points that he wants to make even better than he does, and even he learns from listening to the words the things inside of him has him speak.

The first time the thing inside the goblin spoke, it left everyone stunned. After a pause, the professor chuckled uncomfortably and said that the thing inside the goblin had just spanned what she had intended to cover the day's entire discussion. Class was dismissed. No one spoke as they gathered their things and left.

When the thing inside of the goblin moved within him, and spoke through him, it was like touching something larger than himself, being a conduit for something greater. We're all in trouble if that something is the divine. Especially lit. majors.
Lady Celialadycelia on December 21st, 2010 02:51 pm (UTC)
So, what are you going to do with the thing inside you?
webgoblinwebgoblin on December 21st, 2010 02:56 pm (UTC)
I'd rather like to find a way to manifest it at will, only without endangering my treasured relationships.

It's kind of like Ghost Rider's "Penance Stare", come to think of it...
Lady Celialadycelia on December 21st, 2010 03:16 pm (UTC)
My experience with such things is that it's more likely that you will need to train yourself to NOT use it when it's inappropriate. That doesn't mean you need to discourage it, it just means that tact and discretion will help you keep your treasured relationships. It's a balancing act, and it's not an easy one.
"Salanth"salanth on December 21st, 2010 04:17 pm (UTC)
What was it?
Trisha Lynntrishalynn on December 21st, 2010 08:15 pm (UTC)
I, too, am curious as to what you said in the class.
webgoblinwebgoblin on December 22nd, 2010 01:16 am (UTC)
I don't remember the actual words, of course.

The professor had asked why the doctor was upset with the little girl. The other students were each vying to find new ways to say that he felt the urgent need to determine if the girl was sick in order to know whether she was contagious. Some had the further insight to suggest that the doctor was angry with the girl because she might be infecting him and he wanted to know.

I pointed out that the doctor was routinely exposing himself to this sickness and so wouldn't be angry at the possibility. Furthermore, the girl, in her refusal to open her mouth and allow him to determine whether or not she was sick, her refusal to find out a truth that was no less true while she remained ignorant, represented untamed, feral nature in a way that was an affront to him, as a representative of ordered civilization.

Something like that.
whitasnowwhitasnow on December 22nd, 2010 03:01 am (UTC)
The thing inside of you is your pure creative energy and it manifests beautifully in your writing. Nice job!
Rachel Cotterillrachelcotterill on December 30th, 2010 12:58 pm (UTC)
I'm thinking I could do with one of those!