An Honest Review IIII (Wild Owl Edition)

Day 2,532, 15:00 • Published in USA USA • by chickensguys

An Honest Review IIII (Wild Owl Edition)
Truth can be uncomfortable, it has no agenda, it cares nothing of passion, it merely states all the facts that are the case. At the behest of WildOwl I have published this, to the sweet prince himself it may not be what you desired after all. Join me, as I take a transcendental stroll through truth and grandeur. We shall come to understand a sort of Zeitgeist. We shall visit Hades in the underworld, stop at the gates of Oblivion, see the soul for what it is, and have a discussion of Wildowl. Who stands to be one of the most complex players this game has incurred since its founding.


WildOwl is a man of many talents, but he does have his dark passengers. He has a history of becoming irrational infuriated and seems to have his own set of identity problems. He strikes me as the kind of person who would demands respect but in doing so loses all respect. He lives his life in the shadow of his father (Oblige). He drinks and gambles and refuses to eat pork. He is the embodiment of confusion, like a derailed old man out for a sudden frolic in the brisk winter night. The only bit of warmth comes from his coat, but it had been annihilated by the elements long ago. Despite the fact he is totally knackered, he presses on. Only to find himself at the gates of oblivion, questioning everything he found dear all while a melodious tune sings on.

Despite WildOwl’s propensities to fall into states of confusion, Wildowl is utterly delightful and pure. It is this irreproachable beauty that he embodies that has kept those with profane finger from marring at his soul. He has one of the most handsome and eloquent souls in all the land. He remains always, without fail, exceedingly lovely. This purity and unwavering sense of innocence has saved him from his total demise. What might appear to be some sort cajolery on my part is actually the reality to which we live. Those of us who travail the scope of humanity are keen to certain truth found within the soul. Those of you who guffawed will soon be making atonements. Because such peculiar intricacies, as the very innocence of the soul are never worthy of laugh but only your complete and utter devotion.

In this way, we find something out that is particular only too wildowl. He is missing something, and he will never find it. There is no ersatz thing to just fill what he loves, because he loves what he doesn’t know he loves. He desires and loves something completely removed from reality. This means WildOwl can never be happy, he desires something that exists outside of temporal time and space. There is no way to describe such a thing, it isn’t nothing, but at the same time it is something that we have never experienced. Since our realm of knowledge is one that exist in mere spacetime.

So despite Wildowl purity he will never be happy. He is beleaguered by the treacherous and duplicitous cruelty of the universe. No amount of debonair qualities can sufficiently fill this gap; only coming to terms will act as a bandage to reduce the pallid condition of his face. So what is Wildowl but a morose man with a refulgent character, he has other characteristics but they pale in comparison.



He has a mild sense of temperance and refuses to show his hand or blow his load in just one place. He is careful around power; he understands the enjoyment of ruling as a guiding hand than that of a monarch. He has a peculiar fondness of intelligence and has a great easy at which he enjoys symposiums. He doesn’t associate with the greatest of folks but such is the case when you possess the purest soul around. He rarely fully furnishing his belligerence and it takes a great deal of prodding to find it. He does have a penchant for being rude, many will attest to that. Furthermore I speak from experience when I say he can be impatient, and even a little demanding.

I would be doing this article a disservice if I don’t point out the craftiness of Wildowl. There is no one quite as crafty as Wildowl, he is just very self-aware of the nature of politics and resides firmly within the establishment. Principles and morals be damned, WildOwl is going follow the reins of power like the clouds are to white. This is not to portray Wildowl as some cutthroat fiend because he would never allow himself to get to this position. He is a pragmatist when we get right down to it. It can even be said that Wildowl is one of the best SOS the eUsa have ever seen.

What is WildOwl but a mix of self-interested contradictions but I suppose that is what makes him human. He is lovely but sad. He is delightful but confused. He is political but unsatisfied. Real substance after all lies with the abstract. It is here that we appreciate actuality.