The World is Changing

I dont know what it is or why I feel like the world is changing but I feel it is and I dont know how to change with it. I know I promised my Ubar to give the woman Quiana a chance yet she remains dishonorable. When told the name of my daughter, she laughed...she laughed at the name that was the choice I made for my daughter. I look at this woman and I try very hard to remember she is Lydian that she swore to honor my homestone, to honor the men that protect her...the homestone that I, Brennus Tormaigh swore to honor and protect...she laughs at. Yet, I am suppose to let her laugh. The same night Arieana, from Besnit glides into the gardens and starts speaking of advising warriors of Besnit on defenses and tarn nets...a woman, advising men on defense...men asking her opinion on matters of men. Van, remaining angry with me when his woman runs her mouth about my honor and he allows it. Earth men running collarless and shouting it out loud, Goreans allowing such...

The world is indeed changing, I am a dying breed....the Gorean man is becoming extinct.