Sancho is a toxic Jia Qiu stan.

(ooc, why did he dress like me?)

Ah... were I truly to be crying, then surely your reflection would be what I weep for. (非我多情，徒哀人影之悲)

It is not the brand upon the shoe, but the direction of the stride, that determines one's worth. If your gaze stops at labels, then perhaps you have yet to learn where value truly resides.

You and "real" in the same sentence.......

even though you were caught with fake Jordans
(Real photo)

Jia Qiu

Jia Qiu

Jia Qiu

... Ah.

i love Jia Qiu i want to hug them

(its my pleasure, ricardomin. i try hard to maintain the stoicism required to write in jia qius fashion)

You mistake dignity for deflection, and inquiry for revelation. You see only through the lens of your own preoccupations, drawing conclusions not merely from my words, but from the noise within yourself.

Alas; those who tremble at mirrors often hurl stones first.

Let today be a reminder: Justice is not upheld by silence, nor equality by intention alone. Regard all lives with equal measure, and extend to others the compassion you would seek for yourself. (一视同仁，推己及人)

Today marks the dawn of Juneteenth - a day not merely for celebration, but of remembrance. It commemorates the long-delayed fulfillment of an ideal; that no person should live in bondage, and that the dignity of freedom belongs to all, and not only the privileged few.

(it seems i must dabble in your ways, zilu. i ask again, xuepanmin. what aura can you farm?)

That is the most elaborate way to try and defend yourself from the gay allegations.
Unfortunately, this here confirms you're gay. You can't deflect. I demand you publicly admit it.

The Great Way is wordless (大道无言). There is nothing to announce.

They who are clear needn't defend themselves (明者自明，不必自辩).

Though my Way walks a different course, it is folly to rebuke the truths another has unearthed on their own path.
Be not a frog at the bottom of a well (井底之蛙). There is more to the world than any can see; and their perspective shows not the rest of the world.

I'm so real for this

This bears no resemblance to my will. It is a 'deep mirror-fake' made to tarnish my reputation; I would never urge a little gay bottom to perform such conduct.

But, I beseech you; do not offer your respect heedlessly. Where the father is devoid of compassion, the child is not bound to such duty. If the father is not kind, the son will not be filial (父不慈，子不孝).

May this day carry significance for you and all good fathers.

Throughout my journeys across the City, I had observed that many mark this day as one of reverence, to honor the father's steadfast care and love. It is true that a good father will have an unshakeable support; a father's love is like a mountain (父爱如山).

That very truth renders it no less sacred.
Walk your Way with resolve - and the flame you carry will endure the winds fates to beset you. May the path before you not betray the conviction with which you walk it.

Though you name your Way selfish, another may deem it resolute; it is not the path alone that defines the journey, but the gaze through which it is beheld. (仁者见仁，智者见智)
That which you protect may seem small, or self-absorbed, when compared to the will of the City, but it is yours.

Your well wishes are received with earnest. May the goodwill you've offered return to you in kind.
As I have gleaned your Way through your speech and the fire within, so too, it seems, have you come to understand a part of me. A fair, albeit unspoken, trade.

Though the paths of our convictions do not align, it is a welcome rarity to commune with one whose tongue treads deliberately, rather than drifting aimlessly through the world.

...

You speak as one tethered, obdurately, to the earth. Though others' pursuit of the unknown may perplex you, your footing remains steadfast. Your Way is firm as a mountain, and in that firmness, you can become the ground to which loftier souls, when fatigued by their ascent, inevitably return.

@orlando-il-furioso.bsky.social

Speak, Roland - what does PMSky need?

Some months had passed; I had met Hugo in P Corp's backstreets, and after a brief exhange of blades, I was able to discern his Way.
He is, indeed, pretty fucking too.