Reach for the Sky

So I've been thinking. Since Slingpaw is dead, who I am has been up to a little debate, but only between me and me. I've decided that the name Firefinder isn't good enough, it's too corny and not beautiful enough. So I set out on a quest to find my identity. I talked with my experienced peers, and yielded few results. However, in that quest, I did come up with a few terms which may appear as terms in future short stories or poems or just beautiful writing. So I turned to other resources to provide an identity for this new creation. I wanted something that sounded foreign, yet strangely attractive. I wanted something that would roll off the tongue but stick in the mind. I wanted something that meant something. And so I found that something. The identity I have chosen to go by is known as Empyrean (em-peer-e-in). Empyrean is an ancient term for the sky; in both spiritual and physical understandings. Granted, this term does have pagan connotations; in the ancient world Empyrean was regarded as the realm of pure life which hosted fire and where perfection was manifest. It was glossed over later in its existence with Christian coverings, and was then understood to mean the realm of God and His angels. Personally, if I am to use this identity, it will be to rebut the pagan connotations of the word; I won't use it to advance a Gnostic idea of transcending reality to a pure realm. Rather, I would hope that those who know my definition of the word, would rather think of the heavens and God's greatness in making them. I believe empyrean to mean the sky, or the firmament. So there you have it. Now no one can accuse me of pagan heresy. :-D

Don't you just love beautiful words? Slingpaw is dead, I killed him. I am Empyrean.