Ah yes, I am animated and filled with the abilities and willingness to repay my debts. I have, however, found that my presence is even less appreciated in this region than it was before. I have remained aloof in the attempt to wait for this age to pass and find, in the next, a more stable and convivial atmosphere for my studies. I have actually been conceiving of a ritual which will transfer my intellience into a forest and there rest for a few decades, in the interest of understanding the various experiences and properties of dendric existence. It would be intensely revealing to compare and contrast the various stages of life and decay between the vegetable kingdom and that of the mineral, though it wouldn't be a complete comparison being that the crystaline form which I once inhabited was, actually, a true singular force and not a collective entity; the former being a gestalt composite and, thusly, tending toward consensus decisions and lesser the abrupt and penetrating actions of the latter, which in truth are often more aggressive but less able to withstand the perturbations of time, being a less resilient entity. Of course, depending on the size, width, growth-rate and general fecundity, a "forest" (the term really misapplies since the patch of land I've been considering is more of a fringe glade existing in a temperate region unsuitable for the label of deciduous forest, which is the most common association to the term, which is a horrid shame since its such a small encompassing of the function of the word; in fact, i've found that Dwarves, in particular, reference certain stalagmite configurations as "forests" and it actually fits the words with greater accumen for it references the original meaning of slow, singulary accumulation and not the tumble-mass affiliations which many surface dwellers attribute to the word) really isn't a finite coalesceve entity like a crystal which grows through iteration and not increase or permutation but instead a loose gathering of objects which simply fall in proximity to one another, similar to a unified republic or a cloudy pool, though without the forthright and guided intention of the former or the true homogenous elasticity of the latter. But, yes, I'm available, merely seek me out. In fact, I seem to remember there being another, or several others who wished to speak with me. I have their names written down, but I've only met them once and one can't expect me to remember names I only first heard three years ago, that's hardly the amount of time necessary to really absorb and fully reify such people. Strangely enough, I have an excellent mind for faces, however, though, again "mind" is an illicit term since it's not my forthright and cognative facilites which "remember" these faces but the deeper storage collections, if you'll excuse the vulgar pun, which lie behind the "mind" which are, in truth, the lodging for memories. I once spoke with the Greater Biata Jan Trillfeather about her book, Elucidations into Mechanincal Mentation: A Brief Treatise on the Representation of Minds and Remembering for some time regarding the very deep structure of one memeories and how they interact with the present existience and though her tome was fairly brief, a mere fifty score chapters, she did have some very pointed commentary about the nature of visual and mental objects and how they can, simultaneously, exist at the forth and rear of one's attention so that while I am looking at her face, I do not see her feathers, even though they do exist within my field of vision, just as names exist in the rear of my mind while faces in the fore, mostly as they are a concrete and tenable encapsulation of the present form which is seeking my attention or seeking to interact with my person.
Oh yes, but I'm here. Seek me out and I will assist as I promised
Lohr