As the voice of Dagon, I try to remain as silent on these matters as
possible. Let the drinks do the talking, my Lord might say. But,
Wulfen's Blasheme is too much even for one as mile mannered as myself to
take.
First, let me address this idea of weakness. Dagon's prime axiom states
"Anyone can be a non-drunk. It's easy to be a non-drunk. It's takes a
very special person to be a drunk. It takes endurance."
So spoke Dagon, and so it has come to pass.
The second law of Dagon, "Alcohol helps humans dance (or at least think
they can).
And Dagon saw that it was good
And so Lord Dagan sayeth, "All great poets are drunks."
And verily it came to pass, "most of us wouldn't be here without
alcohol." If you don't believe that, your mother is lying to you.
And it has came to pass that the sober are boring. So it is written, so
shall it be.
Drunks of Sapience unite! You need not live in fear and you need not be
discriminated against. The power lies within us, and the alcohol, of
course.
The greatest works of art, the greatest scientific theories have been
bestowed on us by Lord Dagon in the midst of a three or four day binge.
Alcohol, brethren, is the poet's heart and the warrior's solace. Those
too weak to come under it's loving embrace are afraid and weak. They see
their weakness and morality and their fear as structure. They are afraid
of new ideas, new worlds, dancing and kissing, yes, even kissing my
friends.
Alcohol, it provides the kidneys a work out and the greatest of
friendships and the harshest of wars have been forged beneath it's
mighty grasp--it is an entity without remorse, pity or malice, but it is
the path to enlightment.
For those interested in the truth, contact myself of the Hand of Dagon
himself, Gregg. We shall speak more on this soon. Drunks of Sapience
unite!

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Miraman, in the year 356 AF.