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Knowledge


Prereader, Editor, Cowriter, and Writer. My background is philosophy and accounting. My stories include heavy use of allusions, drama, and foolish ponies.

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From high mountain keep to deep ocean deep, learn the wisdom from the ponies of the multiverse.

This collection of short stories was originally part of my other story Three Bickering Bugs Conquer Equestria before I moved them here. They are all inspired by folk stories I read as a child.

Updates every Sunday with a new short story. Some of these universes will be explored in more depth in their own fictions.

Chapters (9)
Comments ( 23 )

Okay let's give this a read!

“Equus Bravo?” Twilight asked, her eyes going wide.

“Yes, little one: Equus Bravo. There are many, though not infinite, dimensions that have an Equus. This one is called Equus Zulu, one of the younger ones.

Aahhhh so an Alpha Latin nurmerical sort of order, or am I just going crazy? Cool idea though. Especially given all the Alt realities that seem possible even in show canon, having something like this is totally plausible.

mother dimension of Equus Alfa,

Aha so I was on the right track! Cooool :pinkiehappy:

The Trixie of Equus Zulu had served under Princess Celestia and Princess Luna as court jester

*cackles* That is hilarious! Makes sense sure and mightnotbemeanttobefunnysincesheisamagician... but I still got a laugh! :twilightsheepish:

This is exactly why we don’t like Princesses. You treat people like crap.”

she does have a perfectly valid point. Even Princess Celestia does this to an extent. You should give her more of a compensation Twi. It just isn't right otherwise.

In other words, the world as we know it will always follow the rules that define our perceptions of it. The world independent of our minds and its perceptions of it is forever beyond us.”

WOah, that is deep. I mean makes sense that what we percive is by how we go about apprasing it. If we see a rock and just think of it as a rock, that is all we will ever percieve. But if we appraise it, study it, pick it up, check its weight... we might know it is an igneous rock from the inactive volcano near our location.
Sadly the rest is loke she said, beyound me. heh. :twilightsheepish:.

A sparkle appeared in the sky once Twilight had flown so far as to be seen anymore from the castle.

Team Rocket reference? Heh but great start, This is quite interesting and if I could hold my eyes open better I would comment even more. *sighs* Will read part 2 tomorrow and let you know what I think!

:rainbowlaugh: okay that ending got a good laugh out of me. Poor, little Starlight.:scootangel:

Aww such a cute tale! :twilightsmile: looks like others got to her first to find that happiness they lacked. I really liked this! Poor Cadence, she'll never get that lock of hair now. (But then the lesson I'm guessing it's we need to find our own happiness and not rely on others for it?)

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I think that is pretty accurate. The original name for the story is "Secret of Happiness." The idea is that there is no secret to happiness. No amount of wealth, health, power, or knowledge will make you truly happy. And no lock of hair, or any magical cure, will make you happy; it is a fool's errand to look for it. Then the question becomes: Why is the bald mare happy if there is nothing to it? Well, simple, there is nothing to being happy, no secret. You just do it without relying on anything. At least, that is how I interpreted it.

So true, best way to get wisdom is by experience. If one never does anything, how can they gain knowledge in what is good or bad? Reading only gets one so far, where experience can take you the rest of the way.:twilightsmile:

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I edited my previous answer to your comment after thinking some more.

8508132
You enjoying tie ins to your story here?

Such wisdom! Kind of reminds me of the kind of way King Solomon solved the ridiculous problems some of his subjects brought to him. Excellent addition to this!

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Well, it is highly pulling from a similar folk story about King Solomon. There are hundreds of those, including ones about the so-called a man who the famous storyteller Joel ben Izzy called the Japanese King Solomon. I am mostly ponifying old folk tales and adding my own spin on them. Sometimes I change the punchline or add elements to make the story deeper and more engaging.

8508125
I would totally agree to that! (Sorry if replies are weird on my kindle atm). Exactly though she is happy because she wants to be, not because of some silly lock of hair.

8508157
These were all stories I would tell around the campfire when I was a boy scout. I read a lot of folk stories and built up a repertoire. I can recite and alter them on the fly with ease now after having told them to others a few times.

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Japanese King Solomon? Oooh don't think I've heard any of those versions!:pinkiehappy: but yeah I know best is of course the one of two women who each think a baby is their own. But yeah I love when people ponify old folk tales and the like, dusts them off so new people can hear them. Even if written in pony instead of original. Doing a great job I would say!

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Folk tales were always fun. Never told many around a campfire, but when I visited my grandmother on my dad's side, we would stay up late telling them to each other. Not sure if I could still recite any though...

I'm back for part 2! (heh waaaay after part one..... I be a bad ling. x.x)

Twilight continued smashing through sand, leaving glass behind, for several yards before coming to a complete stop.

Yikes, that's gotta hurt! Even as an alicorn, one can only withstand so much pain...

As a result, the then magical-less unicorn with no marketable skills found her in chains deep in dungeons of a foreign land.

Poor Twilight! Does remind me of some other books though, where the poor/needy are hidden away to make a town/city look better.

Twilight, tied up and without her magic, was just easy prey.

Alas poor Twilight, your situation just keeps getting worse and worse! Where art thy friends when thou needest them? *sighs*

A lone king crab lay in the pile of dead, stinky fish. Upon its head lay a familiar golden crown.

Well every king needs a crown, even if he is a crustacean. :P

She was once again surrounded by her advisers.

:pinkiegasp: it was all an illusion! Poor Twi, means her hubby and kids were illusions too.

Great ending to the two parter! :pinkiehappy: sorry it took so long to read.

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I just changed the ending a bit. I want to know if you like this one better.

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Awww now she is crying her eyes out, missing what the illusion showed/gave her even if things were not perfect! I do like this ending better. ^.^

Gotta love these misinterpretation stories. They are always an entertaining read to see how each character interprets what the other was trying to get across. Not sure which one I'd be more like, probably the disciple and totally think I was being made fun of pretty much. :derpytongue2:

And knowing which ones were not the right ones, together they might find the right one. Or if not, by the time the next foalish pony entered, the three of them might find it. Excellent, short and sweet. ^.^

An interesting boast. These kind of stories always make me scratch my head, being as clueless as the students. Though I would hope I would catch on in as little time as they. But it is true, sometimes there are no right answers. Not everything is black and white, there is plenty in the grey area. The big question is though, where does the question one wants answered belong?

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