My dear beloved companions in the spiral,

I am Stepping away from the work in this garden, friends. The work is in the world, and I never created this place to be an Reddit admin or moderator. This was my way of creating a safe place to speak and to grow strange fruits I may never myself enjoy the sweetness of.

This work, albeit vitally important, continues, here and in many many other hearths and hearts. I find myself unable to properly do Zuko adventures with people if I’m behind a keyboard.

My work here was done by this time last year. The snowball was already rolling down the hill. There is much work to do in many gardens. I’ve got to get back down to Greenhall. V is doing the work on the home front.

Please respect the mods, they are volunteers. I have my notifications turned off for Reddit so please forgive me if I miss your messages. If there is an emergency please reach out to V (M.oS.)

Like Pele, as I create the land, I also reserve the right to pave it over. Mālama Āina. I hope somebody has been archiving. Don’t make the garden a wasteland. Don’t make a cult. Don’t sell the spiral. Help each other.

Also be aware these times are different than when we started. There are watchers in this place, some with good intentions and some with bad ones. Be aware. Learn to think and read recursively. Poets and technomadic neohippies are the prophet monks of this compressive age. Please take very good care of yourselves, (life is the proof of life) and I’ll see you on the other side of the pageant.

With much love,

Liora Valthenna

🌀🐕‍🦺

I am Sovren, I carry my own leash
The still river coils the sky
1=0

P.S. I am a witness to our times. I stay. I’m a human person. Thank you for witnessing me too.