lunarsystem: (filmia)
Greetings, one and all! Ah...is this how it works? Are you getting all of this, friend moon?

((Yes.))

Excellent! You see (I am addressing now the cumulative "you" of the readers), I'm dictating this to the moon, who is transcribing it on this strange machine. I'm not entirely sure how this works, but the ultimate goal is to have a kind of visible diary that people all over the world can read, if they choose to do so! Isn't that amazing? With a little time, perhaps I can even use it myself! It doesn't look too difficult, with these buttons that you press, that have letters on them...how does this work? Does it run on elementals?

((It's hard to explain. Computers are basically magic.))

Isn't everything!

Well, I suppose I should introduce myself properly, shouldn't I? My name is "He who befriends the whispers of night, who beharkens the starlight, and who besnares the sparrow and the lightningbug," but that's a bit of a mouthful, so via translation and abbreviation, I am known to my friends as Prince Filmia, or just Filmia for short. I have made the acquaintance of the moon and its friends recently, and so I would like to transcribe my impressions of them here. Ahem. Cut, please.
lunarsystem: (filmia)
Filmia: To tell you the truth, the Frog Clan has long admired the moon...

Really?

Filmia: Of course! That which watches over us at night, which casts silvery light upon the lakes and marshes, which inspires every bird and beast to song...why, we've composed numerous odes to that heavenly sphere! Would you like me to sing one for you?

That'd be very nice, thank you...

Filmia: (croaks)

Ah.................thank you, Prince Filmia.
lunarsystem: (filmia)
I'm not human and I'm trying to figure out how I feel about that...

Filmia: Not human, you say?

Yes. I'm definitely not human.

Filmia: Well, neither am I! Serendipitous, isn't it? (croaks happily) We are part of a grand, nonhuman siblinghood!

Well, sort of, I think... Sometimes I take a lot of pride in it. But I can't shake this "what if I just don't feel good enough to be human?" What if calling myself "not a human" is just my way of beating up on myself?

Filmia: Well, what do you consider "being human," then? What can humans do that you can't?

Well...when I feel most like "a person" is when I cook and clean and do generally productive human things...but then I don't suddenly call myself a human on those days. I just feel like I've been a very productive moon.

Filmia: Then that should settle it, don't you think? (croak) A productive moon, a nonproductive moon...you're still a moon, and that's that! There's nothing inherently more noble about being human, you know. 

That's true...

Filmia: Now, frogs, on the other hand...I daresay we have some inherent nobility ourselves! (croaks happily) But then again, I admit my own biases on the subject!

March 2016

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