Shay’a’chern
I recently read a woven tapestry of a tale that left me in awe. It was the same kind of awe I felt when I nearly cried over Bridge to Terabithia as a 9 year old, and the twinkle in my eye when I finished Philip Pullman's His Dark Materials as a 16 year old and when I finished the Harry Potter series last year. The trilogy (books titled Magic's Pawn, Magic's Promise, and Magic's Price) was called The Last Herald Mage, by Mercedes Lackey.
The trilogy revolves around a guy (Vanyel Ashkevron) who matures from a vain pretty-boy with no special talents, through to a young adult dealing with the loss of his "life-bonded" (read: a magical version of soul-mate) ("Tylendel"), concluding with him as a near 40-year-old man who has just discovered that his current young love ("Stefen") is the reincarnation of his life-bonded - just as he is about to literally sacrifice himself for the greater good. The sacrifice is in an epic magical encounter that was foreshadowed with his "ForeSight" visions which occurred before his main menagerie of powers are ever even "blasted open" in the first book.
The trilogy mainly deals with concepts of sacrificing oneself for the greater good, and trudging along despite the pain of nearly 20 years without the person the protagonist literally knew was his soul-mate. The fantasy setting honestly takes a second seat to the immersive journey through Vanyel's emotions and maturation.
Oh, and by the way, this protagonist was homosexual. Mercedes Lackey did an excellent job portraying a homosexual protagonist. By abandoning conventional vocabulary using words that were even foreign-tongued to most of the main characters, she did a good dance around sounding like one more hippy trying to place homosexuals in a good light. Words like "shay'a'chern" equating to homosexual (and eventually abbreviated into a slang "shaych") – and even the use of the word "fey" (in conventional fantasy settings used to describe fairy creatures and elves) as a convenient synonym for effeminate that happens to rhyme with "gay" – but the words "gay", "fag", "faggot", "queer", and "homosexual" were never mentioned anywhere, much less even more lude colloquialisms from modern society. She didn't even describe the sex – as one might think such a race-y premise would entail.
The best part is – her main animus for writing this particular trilogy wasn't to put homosexuality in a good light. She had already written a couple trilogies set in this universe, well after Vanyel's time – and Vanyel, being the Last Herald-Mage, was referred to on the outskirts of those other stories. His sexuality had only been an issue because references to him were accompanied by references to his lost-but-rediscovered life-bonded – so when the publisher wanted more "magic" and less psychic powers (Heralds, not Herald-Mages, inhabit the lands after Vanyel's passing), she had to write about Vanyel.
At this point in time, Mercedes Lackey has published nearly 30 books in this universe. Some with secondary characters that are shay'a'chern - but from what the reviews I've read, nothing as rapturing as Vanyel Ashkevron as The Last Herald Mage. It seems one gay protagonist was her limit, despite her talents.
Even more to the pity, after reading this trilogy, left in shock of the tragedy of Vanyel's life, I was hoping I could find some more uplifting fantasy fiction with a gay protagonist. I found this list of alternate sexualities in science-fiction/fantasy, but nothing catches my eye the way Mercedes Lackey, Vanyel Ashkevron, and Tylendel/Stefen captured my heart.
Thanks go out to my friend Ben, for recommending the trilogy. He harped on it for quite a while, and I not reading it because the premise sounded kinda cliché, – but I finally broke down and read them, and they are anything but.
Tuesday, September 08, 2009 3:59:00 PM (Eastern Daylight Time, UTC-04:00)
Swiftarrow @ Level 29
Here he be:

The haus is in teh house.
Swiftarrow has made his way down into into the Thousand Needles, accompanied by his faithful pet Yertle the Turtle. (Yertle the turtle, of enormous girth, who on his back, held the Earth. Thankee sai.)
Swiftarrow has been working on his mastering of the beasties recently, and hopes to have a shiny new Kodo to drive around in soon. Venture Co. and the Grimtotem tribe chase him with hate, whilst Ratchet and Thunderbluff revel at his presence.
Coming soon, to an instance near you.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009 3:20:00 PM (Eastern Standard Time, UTC-05:00)
WoW
Purpose : Hyperbole and Non-Sequitors
begin rant\
I am proud of those close to me that spend time reflecting on their feelings and interpretations of the world. There are too many people out there that don't care at all. And sure, you can use introspection as a means of validation and never actually change - but you definitely can't change at all if you don't perform analysis of any kind.
For the sake of argument, I would lay out an assumption before I continue: there is neither an after-life nor a deity to govern us. (Which includes reincarnation, purgatory, haunting houses, etc.) From that assumption we move forward into: we have one life - does it have a purpose?
This depends on the context. Are you spiritual? Or are you a link in the chain of the evolution of the gene pool? Do you have family that worked hard to bring you into this world, and keep you here? As we grow older: do you have children? And even as abstract of a question as, do you have bills to pay?
Amongst these, there are definitely
functions to fulfill. You can spread the word of Jesus, or create as many offspring as possible, or be there to comfort those close to you. But to find purpose, we have to refine the definition. So let's take a look at a definition:

Or alternatively:

Notice, that predominantly, the definitions involve choice, i.e. you can define your own purpose.
One thing that is hard for jaded, non-religious people to see is the utilitarianism of being nice. For them, existing is the only goal. I've even heard phrases like "Compassion is out because it assumes humans are worth having compassion for, if you exist you are guilty." Of what? Existing? Surely we all agree that we are all here, and we can all agree that most of us want to keep being here.
When one has been without the illumination of compassion, and doesn't have spiritual beliefs motivating one towards compassion, sure, it is easy to forgo. But I posit that the main reason that compassion has come into power as a revered quality is because it is absolutely necessary.
John Nash, in his studies of economics, proved that acting on behalf of the group, instead of oneself, has higher gains. Granted, it isn't self evident. The world won't change for you just because you put on a happy face, but if you
purposefully pay it forward, the great puzzle of 6 billion pieces that we call humanity does become a bit more coherent.
But such niceties has its limits. It's easy to perceive diminishing returns when you are interacting with people that do not share the same values. For example, giving money to substance-bound family member to pay the bills almost seems like negative progress. The point is to be edifying, not just nice. Tell the ugly truth, not beautiful lies. When you compose yourself, you can relieve your burden and enlighten other people in a singular motion.
Can you change the world, or even just other people? No. But by providing opportunities, you might help someone else see the necessity of self-change. And regardless, you are still helping yourself. You're analyzing the situation for your own benefit. You are finding room to expand in.
Because after all: your existence may be your existence, and my existence may be my own existence, but
our existence is
ours, both in isolated groups and as a whole. Aspiring to change it is both the most selfless and selfish thing you can do.
The only way to go wrong is to not understand your own purpose. Be it following Jesus, stopping global warming, or just buying dolphin-safe tuna. If you do it from within the wrong personal context, you'll just reinforce that you don't know what you are doing. And sooner or later you'll do the wrong thing for the right reasons, and it won't matter anymore. You screwed up.
/end rant
Tuesday, January 27, 2009 9:06:00 AM (Eastern Standard Time, UTC-05:00)
pure-rant