My little rant about how I wasn't allowed to believe in my perceptions of reality. Something really strange going on there. I could go on and on and on for a very long time on topics like this, but keeping it down to 10 minutes seemed like a good idea.

The notes I made for my video about being considered schizophrenic and how that involves my perceptions of reality.

Eyodar Blanchevi and Salahal Tart are newly graduated elven ‘computer programmers’ who intend to start their own business to improve the user experience on the EAGLEs. An EAGLE is essentially the electronic computational device that the mythical Empire of Degalsia uses to run their everyday business activities and maintain communications. Before their business can begin operations, Salahal is attacked and mugged by a greedy and crazed dwarven kleptomaniac. Eyodar must start a company that’ll save the two friends financially, while a police-elf trio bands together to find the dwarf that attacked Salahal, before the thief does more damage. Can Eyodar and Salahal make it in the big business of elven electronics in an empire corrupted by crime and scandal? Will the police catch Salahal’s attacker, or does a greed-crazed dwarf threaten to destroy the young friends’ hard work? This is big-elven business in The Eagle’s Sore: A Novella.

Personal soundtrack for my life. I'm selling it rather than distributing it freely because I don't really care if people listen to it, which they probably won't if there's a price tag attached. If people listen, I might as well get some payment I guess. Not mandatory listening.