Tasks / Zathras Warn, But No One Listen To Zathras

Lose yourself in time.
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In the zone of: Chrononautic Exxon
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The Imperfections and Beauty of Amateur Street Acting I decided to put a spin on the (now) traditional street freeze by taking the documentation FIRST PERSON. I brought along some friends, pretended to be taking their picture, but was really recordi...

Right when I read the description, I knew this mission was for me. To accomplish it, I decided that for one day, I would be cut off from anything and everything that told time. I started by removing all clocks, and things that featured clocks, from...
How I lost my self in time. It's an interesting story, really, quite the experience! It's wondrous, the inhalation of smoke and what it does to one's perception of time. I found that it was quite impressive, how the ability to hold attention to my po...

Coreopsis: How do you get lost in time when you don't have a timeship? Time is all around. One of the best places to observe time at work is at the shore. Matagorda Peninsula is a particularly excellent example. Three of us, with time on our ha...

I've got another week before I go back to school so I am trying to finish as much painting of my new place as I can. I finished the hallway and after finally settling on some colors, began work on my bathroom. There is a divider of sorts; I think it ...

Fog sweeps everywhere. No morning sun. No beams of light. Just gray, encompassing everything around us. Others have come for the pilgrimage. Others join in our journey. We do not lose ourselves in this foreign place due to the throngs of travelers...

Last night I took a long walk from my house. I left at about midnight, and I don't know when I got back. I brought no electronics, took no pictures, and did nothing but interact with the world directly. My Praxis is my word alone. I walked from ...
You... are finite.
Zathras... is finite.
This...
is wrong tool.