knight_marshall
Bluelighter
A Foreword to a a series of short stories...eeep! *PLEASE CRITIQUE*
OK, I know that not being an active member of this part of the Bluelight kinda makes me posting this a little rude... but to be honest I only just noticed that this forum existed... Yes, I am ashamed.
Anywayz, I'm a wannabe writer... working on a collection of short stories I have written over the last year and a half... thanx to bluelight and my need to state my beliefs, I was able to delete my previous foreword and create this one. Part of it has been posted over in T&A... but I'm more interested in what people think of it's structure/relevance when it comes to reading my work. Actually reading my work isn't going to help you formulate an opinion on this, so (and I wouldn't anyway) I won't post the stories. Basically, if you read this... do you feel you have been able to gain an insight into the person that I am, or does it create as many holes in MY reality as it attempts to fill...
Thanx in advance
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FOREWORD:
As presumptious as it may be, I write my own foreword. This is not due to a belief that another will misinterpret my work and its context, or that they will not understand correctly the foundations of myself, from which this work has been built. It is simply a personal wish to capture the ‘mantra’ of the conscious being that created this work, as I know it best , and yet cannot yet find the words to best describe it. Despite believing that I am writing this primarily for myself, I do admit that in knowing I write it for others I wish to allow it to be used to create a unique perspective of your own.
When any human being puts a pen to a piece of paper, the markings they leave are more than just a purposfully recorded message or piece of information. Sure, that is part of what it is left in these markings, but there is allways so much more. The legnth of sentances, the words chosen, even the pressure of the pen itself against the paper, all are as individual as a fingerprint, if not moreso. They represent the emotions, the understanding and the values of the one leaving them, and therefore reflect upon the family, society and even the universe that this conscious being evolved from, an in. Even an autistic childs painting represents a truth, as misunderstood as the random blotches most would only be able to percieve it as. It just may also be that only that autistic childs mind can comprehend its meaning.
Even this very forword, and the simple fact that I am writing it myself, defines a part of my makeup. However, these things I allready know. I have decided who I am, and who I want to be. I, allthough truly mind opening and benificial, am not writing this for myself. I am writing an image built on idea’s, a ‘mantra’, or self portrait of my human consciousness, a representation of what makes me unique. I do admit that there lie here for me unsure feeling, fears and idea’s, but that is where I am benifiting. Through this statement of belief’s and opinions I lay down for myself a stream of thought that I know I wish to follow, for I believe them to be sound. For someone who has rarely found unknown words of comfort, and yet found myself to the path I am now at, this statement itself is what is most important to me. The ability to read it to myself and not be filled with questions, but the peace of mind in the believes I posess. Questions of my sanity will have to be asked later.
If anything, I write this foreward for one reason, best decribed to me through a person known only to me as "VaMpArEsS +ThE DaMnEd+"... although she may not have been the first to say it, she was the first person I heard it from. "The worst tragedy is to be admired, through being misunderstood..." And so this foreword defines how it is that I see the world.
The 237x10^14st Model Of Existance
First of all, there are infinite realities. We live in but one of those infinite. This reality, which we are in, is simply the smallest element of another reality, infinitely larger than ours. Infinite time will pass in our reality before the smallest recognisable amount of time will pass in the reality above us. In the same way, the smallest possible element of our reality is an entire reality of its own, in which inifite time will pass before the smallest possibly recognisable amount of time will pass in ours.
All realities are a multiverse of universes, infinitely large, in which all possibility is fullfilled. From the moment at which this reality was 'born' each possible interaction between the smallest elements is fulfilled. Whether this actually spawns another universe, or that universe allready exists I can't decide. But most likely this other universe does allready exist. So at some point within the multiverse of this reality, all possibility currently exists, including the possibility that this reality started a billion of the smallest possibly recognisable units of time after it did in this universe.
This fulfillment of the infinitely possible in effect makes all realities identical, therefore viewed as the smallest possible element of the above reality. It also indicates that a 'fate' exists... however, only the fate of that reality, and only the fate that all possibility will be fulfilled. So where does this leave humans? Within reality, in a playground of universes. In 'the' playground of possibility.
Now I see all that as plausible... not fact, but unprovable even if it was. Here is where belief comes into it for me, and hence I get extremely unsure of my idea's.
I believe that it is possible that we humans each exist within our own universe. There is another universe where I do not write this, just as there is another universe where I wrote only half of it, and then died from a stroke. Either I choose to effect my universe and have an influence on it's events, or my consciousness travels to a universe where I made that decision. In theory, I am the god of my own experience.
Now, I know alot of you will consider the fact that I didn't choose where I started. But neither of us know this to be true... we only know that we aren't conscious of having made that decision. This is where the God part comes in...
There is no God, in the sense of a single creator of all realities. However, there is a singular sub-conscious existing within each reality. This entity is simply the memory bank, or site map, of this reality. It exist's outside of the multiverse, yet within reality, to provide the value of inifinite with meaning. It exist's to provide a timeline, so that time can exist as a linear force. It is the boundry of time and space, infinitely growing as more information is created.
For those that prefer a visual aid... my model of this reality would be best described as a sphere of infinite points, where from each point infinite new points spawn, both from the inside points and the points on the edge. And from the new points, spawn more new points. Reality is growing infinitely denser as it grows infinitely outwards.
For those who see this as impossible due to the idea that the smallest element of our reality (being a reality of its own) would therefore be growing infinitely in size... they allready have grown to infinite size. Their infinite is our smallest possible element. If our smallest possible element was growing, we wouldn't notice... we wouldn't be able to.
Left Where? Right?
And so what does this mean... If humans are the God's of their own experience, living with the freedom to fulfill any one of infinite possibilities, does this make the human experience the most important evolution of reality? Well, it is possible, but far from probable. Consciousness is the most important evolution of reality. Consciousness, being the only entity capable of comprehending the singular sub-conscious, or infinite boundries of possibility, is within my experience the most developed, and perfect, universe of it's own. Don't forget that your conscious is nothing more than a part of reality, and therefore it's own reality or collaboration of realities.
The reality or realities that your conscious is created from contain yourself, with infinite variations, making infinite choices. Your conscious is merely the sub-conscious of your inner reality attempting to justify itself, and it's own existance according to it's position along a timeline of infinite experience. Consciousness is absurd... and yet the only logical outcome of that infinite experience known only as the singular sub-conscious, or God.
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thoughts/opinions much appreciated... critism is what I'm after tho. It's close, but I feel like I'm missing something, like a definition to the purpose of what I am creating. I don't expect anyone to tell me what that purpose is... that's for me to discover, but if you sense the lack of it also please point it out.
OK, I know that not being an active member of this part of the Bluelight kinda makes me posting this a little rude... but to be honest I only just noticed that this forum existed... Yes, I am ashamed.
Anywayz, I'm a wannabe writer... working on a collection of short stories I have written over the last year and a half... thanx to bluelight and my need to state my beliefs, I was able to delete my previous foreword and create this one. Part of it has been posted over in T&A... but I'm more interested in what people think of it's structure/relevance when it comes to reading my work. Actually reading my work isn't going to help you formulate an opinion on this, so (and I wouldn't anyway) I won't post the stories. Basically, if you read this... do you feel you have been able to gain an insight into the person that I am, or does it create as many holes in MY reality as it attempts to fill...
Thanx in advance
======================
FOREWORD:
As presumptious as it may be, I write my own foreword. This is not due to a belief that another will misinterpret my work and its context, or that they will not understand correctly the foundations of myself, from which this work has been built. It is simply a personal wish to capture the ‘mantra’ of the conscious being that created this work, as I know it best , and yet cannot yet find the words to best describe it. Despite believing that I am writing this primarily for myself, I do admit that in knowing I write it for others I wish to allow it to be used to create a unique perspective of your own.
When any human being puts a pen to a piece of paper, the markings they leave are more than just a purposfully recorded message or piece of information. Sure, that is part of what it is left in these markings, but there is allways so much more. The legnth of sentances, the words chosen, even the pressure of the pen itself against the paper, all are as individual as a fingerprint, if not moreso. They represent the emotions, the understanding and the values of the one leaving them, and therefore reflect upon the family, society and even the universe that this conscious being evolved from, an in. Even an autistic childs painting represents a truth, as misunderstood as the random blotches most would only be able to percieve it as. It just may also be that only that autistic childs mind can comprehend its meaning.
Even this very forword, and the simple fact that I am writing it myself, defines a part of my makeup. However, these things I allready know. I have decided who I am, and who I want to be. I, allthough truly mind opening and benificial, am not writing this for myself. I am writing an image built on idea’s, a ‘mantra’, or self portrait of my human consciousness, a representation of what makes me unique. I do admit that there lie here for me unsure feeling, fears and idea’s, but that is where I am benifiting. Through this statement of belief’s and opinions I lay down for myself a stream of thought that I know I wish to follow, for I believe them to be sound. For someone who has rarely found unknown words of comfort, and yet found myself to the path I am now at, this statement itself is what is most important to me. The ability to read it to myself and not be filled with questions, but the peace of mind in the believes I posess. Questions of my sanity will have to be asked later.
If anything, I write this foreward for one reason, best decribed to me through a person known only to me as "VaMpArEsS +ThE DaMnEd+"... although she may not have been the first to say it, she was the first person I heard it from. "The worst tragedy is to be admired, through being misunderstood..." And so this foreword defines how it is that I see the world.
The 237x10^14st Model Of Existance
First of all, there are infinite realities. We live in but one of those infinite. This reality, which we are in, is simply the smallest element of another reality, infinitely larger than ours. Infinite time will pass in our reality before the smallest recognisable amount of time will pass in the reality above us. In the same way, the smallest possible element of our reality is an entire reality of its own, in which inifite time will pass before the smallest possibly recognisable amount of time will pass in ours.
All realities are a multiverse of universes, infinitely large, in which all possibility is fullfilled. From the moment at which this reality was 'born' each possible interaction between the smallest elements is fulfilled. Whether this actually spawns another universe, or that universe allready exists I can't decide. But most likely this other universe does allready exist. So at some point within the multiverse of this reality, all possibility currently exists, including the possibility that this reality started a billion of the smallest possibly recognisable units of time after it did in this universe.
This fulfillment of the infinitely possible in effect makes all realities identical, therefore viewed as the smallest possible element of the above reality. It also indicates that a 'fate' exists... however, only the fate of that reality, and only the fate that all possibility will be fulfilled. So where does this leave humans? Within reality, in a playground of universes. In 'the' playground of possibility.
Now I see all that as plausible... not fact, but unprovable even if it was. Here is where belief comes into it for me, and hence I get extremely unsure of my idea's.
I believe that it is possible that we humans each exist within our own universe. There is another universe where I do not write this, just as there is another universe where I wrote only half of it, and then died from a stroke. Either I choose to effect my universe and have an influence on it's events, or my consciousness travels to a universe where I made that decision. In theory, I am the god of my own experience.
Now, I know alot of you will consider the fact that I didn't choose where I started. But neither of us know this to be true... we only know that we aren't conscious of having made that decision. This is where the God part comes in...
There is no God, in the sense of a single creator of all realities. However, there is a singular sub-conscious existing within each reality. This entity is simply the memory bank, or site map, of this reality. It exist's outside of the multiverse, yet within reality, to provide the value of inifinite with meaning. It exist's to provide a timeline, so that time can exist as a linear force. It is the boundry of time and space, infinitely growing as more information is created.
For those that prefer a visual aid... my model of this reality would be best described as a sphere of infinite points, where from each point infinite new points spawn, both from the inside points and the points on the edge. And from the new points, spawn more new points. Reality is growing infinitely denser as it grows infinitely outwards.
For those who see this as impossible due to the idea that the smallest element of our reality (being a reality of its own) would therefore be growing infinitely in size... they allready have grown to infinite size. Their infinite is our smallest possible element. If our smallest possible element was growing, we wouldn't notice... we wouldn't be able to.
Left Where? Right?
And so what does this mean... If humans are the God's of their own experience, living with the freedom to fulfill any one of infinite possibilities, does this make the human experience the most important evolution of reality? Well, it is possible, but far from probable. Consciousness is the most important evolution of reality. Consciousness, being the only entity capable of comprehending the singular sub-conscious, or infinite boundries of possibility, is within my experience the most developed, and perfect, universe of it's own. Don't forget that your conscious is nothing more than a part of reality, and therefore it's own reality or collaboration of realities.
The reality or realities that your conscious is created from contain yourself, with infinite variations, making infinite choices. Your conscious is merely the sub-conscious of your inner reality attempting to justify itself, and it's own existance according to it's position along a timeline of infinite experience. Consciousness is absurd... and yet the only logical outcome of that infinite experience known only as the singular sub-conscious, or God.
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thoughts/opinions much appreciated... critism is what I'm after tho. It's close, but I feel like I'm missing something, like a definition to the purpose of what I am creating. I don't expect anyone to tell me what that purpose is... that's for me to discover, but if you sense the lack of it also please point it out.
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I respect the fact that you're questioning 'reality' and 'existence', and attempting to explain these things in your own way.