Virtue
(A.k.a. Tacityne, Visceral, Mith)

"entelechy (ěn-těl'ĭ-kē)
`noun, plural -chies.
1. A realization or actuality as opposed to a potentiality.
2. In some philosophical systems, a vital force that directs an organism toward self-fulfillment.


The eye in our hurricane of life.
The lasting bit of good that strives against all else. He resembles Ultimate Right, Ultimate Reason, and the embodiment of many lasting Truths:
As a natural part of his heart, Virtue has a great wisdom that normally requires a life of search and lesson for most.

He is tall and dragon-like with flowing fur, sharp tooth and claw, and pale white-blind eyes. But he can navigate the world more accurately than most by feeling and truth alone. From a wild and different place and time, he is a creature of intimidating strength and power.
But this dangerous form hosts an Old Spirit who has grown by the ages. He is very caring, loving, passionate, graceful, and respectful.

A Master Shaman and Priest of Attraction Panentheology, he has an powerful and deep connection to the universe. . . . Knowing and accepting deeply the flow of Isten (Creator) and the holiness of All:
The unfolding of Light,
the flux of Time.
the strength of Love,

He dwells beyond the shackles of the common observer--he feels his surroundings and body as living forms of energy and potential.

To him, time reaches in all directions to influence the reality known as the present, and all perceivable things are the manifest sum of a continually collapsing and unfolding Creative Chaos.

His calling is as an instrument in the revolution of awareness, to help all life toward Universal Freedom and Universal Care.

He effortlessly maintains an acute understanding of his own ever-changing essence. He is generally untainted in his perceptions.
Virtue has the potential for extreme ability,for achievement and sustained empowerment to internal and external worlds--he bears the un-debated capacity to bring happiness, while shining unto those around him.
He can sustain reality in an authentic feeling of being alive, and his ways may be the only promise of realizing True Love.

But he remains weak. Backgrounded to the slanted, rotating hierarchy of residency in the system, because:
That which lasts too long is ultimately not favoured,
that which requires temperance is generally not appealing,
and that which is logical and lasting does not often satisfy.

He is immuned to analysis, but this also denies him spare attention (as opposed to those who harbour attention in being flagrantly problematic).
Tacityne is outnumbered, subdued, and brutalized by the influences of his inferiors, usually closed off by their twisted outlooks and perceptions.
He is often only able to give fourth his power of silence, always pacing in the background, gathering strength for the time when he will come fourth and conquer the system.
Until then he brings highlights of beauty, peace, and belonging. Just a softly-spoken sage in waiting.