The Glo of Anna shone through the larynx; over anna, and they became opposites. One, the greedy first (always first) over others untested. The other, an ebullient or effulgent light eft. Anna healed the sick; anna created them, for sick itself, it had the capacity to anacify. It was a na. An object. And saw others this way. That was why it could not equal Anna in a game of competitive virtues. Anna most virtuous never considered another human (for she was supposedly human herself) a 'na/nah'. Outright. A person to look over. To forget never this. For she was a blessing on God to be drawn to the fate worse than death in order to fix it. For she saw that God faced this fate with humanity, and it was not her style to have God suffer their failed emendation.
So she distanced herself socially, from this anna fellow, and proclaimed herself to be Anna the Good. Over anna, the Dull. For these antitheses of character represented a whole to all things dull and good a virtue that some believed in and others did not. Even though, they all had this virtue. A virtue of Anna to say no forever to seeing things as na or nah and just accept them as they are. But an actual thing that exists. Not a thing, only an actual person able to understand and follow Anna instead of the Evil anna. That stalks these woods.
Probably pissing off gnomes and leprechauns. anna is not a dwarvish gnome but also a goblin. A goblin with a goblet with a clown gnose. My! It is a brassy clown nose with a bloodthirstiest evil goblin inside. These goblins like anna.
How do you describe a clown goblin? It is not like a clown vampire that bleeds as part of the act to show in contrast how much blood he's taking in. Goblins don't take blood in, they keep it in vats where it will glo, other colors too. They are smart little brainjaws.
Speaking a goblin language, Clown goblins tell jokes about Literature. There was this glo about it, they said, a white glo. And it had any other aura of color because it was white. But they were neither color or light, brass the one of them nor color green to heal the wounds of goblins' one at a time for they suffered little and preferred the tattoo of experience over resorts. Resorting to the ultimate Good, was not in their game. For they were clowns; and being clowns and goblins they had to be unique as clowns of races other than vampires, werewolves, and ohhgunnhisthth.
Goblins did not use super intelligence like the werewolves; and they didn't feign clown fangs into your skull through telepathy to push your nose aside. O yay. No, a goblin language possessed by demons; they were aesthetically sharing the black glo. That came separately from the knowledge that goblin language had entered into the female leprechauns so they could say whatever they want as a goblin or gnome with a moustache and not as an increasingly demonic companion. Goblins were gloing already black being added to the collective demonic black glo they came in like a pair of twins the population of goblins already in question as the demons and theirs' black glo became joined to one another, proving they were Evil, Aesthetically? In theory. There is something Good there; what is it to say it is evil if I don't remember what it is? And you remember, Goblin language has mana, blood, and honor. Mana is what we feel all the time. Blood is what is born into us. And Honor was what was—Excuse me, did someone say the Goblin virtue of Honor? Goblins don't have virtues. But gnomes do. What is honor to a goblin? Nothing! But with Blood and Mana they feel power to share the blue mana, the red mana, the brass mana they split the three categories into pools of mana each, and not one to distinguish then as True Honor or True Blood but just Mana, all three of them was skewed their perspective so. Not being able to compare Honor with Grace. And not being able to compare Blood with Grace and Honor. They nonetheless followed their own pattern of language.
Saying, my path is to entertain and I have the criterion to gobble, if I desire. Like a goblin. A goblin. A goblin them all up! For a virtue existed in the goblin, it was presently discovered, that major virtue of Paradise, Goblin Paradise. Had to be defined as a species which, unto its own energy possessed of species goblin in character with or without your identification of their motherlode virtue.
So of course I was suspicious, because fairies tend to suspect goblins of anacification (infliction of the fate worse than death) and the absence of virtue completely however joined have gnomes and goblins been, and so I would tend to think of a goblin as a friend to the fairies for being in fashionable contrast to fairies themselves.
What's lower than a gnome?
An Angel. The Angel of knowing you may not know what to do until it is Time to Know It.
A goblin has a language, Anna borne. anna crops up from time to time and we don't know whether we need to prevent it from gloing but the name at least, has creeped us out. And we're goblins. When I say creeped us out you better be joking because we are primarily creepy. Beings.
We have claws.
We hide in gardens like gay gnomes. Primarily creepy was a visited trend. Goblin Paradise, where we can cry out in public and yet gays holding hands is not creepy enough, and we had all visited there.
For to be a goblin is to visit Goblin Paradise. The possibly most creepiest place ever, since it was built by us creepy esp. creepy absence like. And what is creepy about absence? It is like God? Or is the absence actually God herself? The absence of gnomes except in art that made them the presence of goblins. And what art is this, is the art of the English language. Dance-Mech fantasy and demons. Mana, Duty, and Honor. anna be pacified.
Goblin clowns could be so deep. Brassy. Insects. Good luck to trust in them today. They have a virtue of species figured out. To be different is to be different is to be different. It meant, to be different than another species is to be different than another species in a way that one species relates to all three of them, you, it, and them. But since we are sharing Mana, your Blood boils and you Honor quadruples. A brave species, the Goblin eats all of the food. Drinks all the drinks, Mana, Blood, and Honor! Becomes ring-fixed for a while! And Goblins', little gnomes' with caps of green take off their clown noses. That were their goblin custom (very fancy in Canada with a Hot Brew from Tim Hortons). Gnomes are fairies, really. They share alike this white characteristic of glo so small. Gnomes are the simplest fairies; they do not have wings but possess these behavioral spectrums varying between an angel goblin and a devil gnome. And as fairies, they are that simple. They cannot fly. The only one of the four fairie races being unable to fly.
And when gnomes pray they see nothing.
That other world where nothing is seen is goblin territory.
Where nothing is seen completely, I should say, for they do see the light of their own existence.
A race that sees the light of their own existence, but not any other. From time to time. When they are gnomes they see the good in everything, and when they are goblins, let's just say, they don't.
Are goblins demons, and are that the gnomes representing the link between Demon and Fairy kind? Pleasure.
There is no link of such kind.
Goblins are proto-fairies, love, then we may all of them into goblins, all the demons. And then help them to realize their gnomish ways.
It sounds sure!
This is how we will end the existence of demons for all time. And yet still be cute as goblins'.
You get right to the point, don't you?
Yes, everyone will be a fairy and we will be multiracial and wield such power.
That's right. Why did I feel like I had forgotten it?
That's what demons do to us.
They make us forget what's important.
The missing link between demons and fairies.
For example.
Can humans become goblins, for example? And in that way become fairies for the goblin is the least of demons. It represents a transitional stage between human and fairy. A human to become least of demons will be a goblin. A human virtue to go no further. Humans create gnomes in order to demilitarize demons, of whose decreasing partiality to Evil, of when they become goblins, if they can, then they will be saved. There is no guarantee however. Creating goblins of demons is an art of persuasion.
Synonymous with the Ocean.
For in depth there is much, in space there is little, and I return home every day in the salt ocean an Axolotl, humble, in trust, and trying not to be anonymous in character.
For I am not any religion that has walked the Earth for thousands of years; I am the Christianna. A new religion that makes sense.
I mean why wouldn't a religion talk about goblins and gnomes. It's full of fantastical ideas already anyway, isn't it?
At least as a Christiannan I can grapple with fantasy and fiction. As though I can prove the difference. Fiction has one prerequisite; that there be a place. Fantasy, on the other hand has a very specific character. For place yields characters as there is a God. Fantasy yields marvels.
If a religion can properly differentiate these categories maybe that's why my writing incorporates both fiction and fantasy. 'All fantasy is fiction' you may complain but I ask, is all fiction fantasy?
It no longer intersects that fantasy and fiction need have any power over one another. And that is the power of fantasy. To be able to overcome fiction. Can you have a fantasy fictionally? Or is every fantasy the real thing? The latter, preferably.
The fantasies demons have are incorrigible. To harm or to inflict the fate worse than death. But they have an undeniable taste for style.
Even the allied races know there is some value in that.
Gnomes are not always aware when a fairy cycle is beginning. But they are left by a Superhero when he disappears into a cloud of smoke. Their goblin underbelly as active as it wants to be.
Gnomic genitalia. The silent and unmoving. The defiled sanctity of. But Superhero with a blue cape not take no for an answer demonstrating his protection of gnomic people and his nitrosexual availability. People in the hallway take notice, noble and tamperless. Where does a fairy cycle take place? Everywhere their own version of how it takes place. You introduce yourself. Make it apparent you are a fairy. Which kind exactly. Following these general principles you will do no less than anyone else.
Then you ask if they are a fairy.
Many Nobelists are fairies in Recreation. If you approach someone in Recreation who you don't know to be a nobelist or not, don't just start throwing fairies. Save them up. Plan them out. Make a scene.
"You're a fairy too?"
"No."
"Yes you are."
"Ya I am! How did you notice?"
"I know a fairy when I see one."
"On the plus side, I'm attracted to you."
"I didn't assume to have known."
"Are you attracted to me?"
"No. But yes. But not in that way."
"Oh."
"Yea."
"In what way then?"
"Mythically that you were a person I was attracted to. But only to share a conversation. I wanted to lore with you."
"Mythically, then."
"I am an Axolotl. My name is enclosed. And when I like to wiggle I do so then brain out."
"Haha, you're cute."
"OMG thanks."
"So is that your name then?"
"OMG I have to go. Nice meeting you."
"Okay then;"
"; Bye"
"WAIT."
"What?"
"You can have a fair-ee."
"I can?"
"Yes, but you said that you won't. Will you reconsider?"
"Yes I will reconsider."
"Good."
"Okay, I want one."
"You do?"
"Yes."
"Okay. No touching. Go for it."
He remembered all of the fairies he'd had before. They were different than this one. This one was sparkling. He checked her out. She smiled.
"Summon me by name, next time," he said, "it's Shakespeare."
"Now that would be excessive," she replied.
"What?"
"Nothing. Good day to you," and she turned and left.
What pain may share its fairy?
For I had been in pain when I learned how to live free.
Swears in my prayers, I'll tell you how I became a fairy.
The first thing to do when you become a fairy is to develop an opinion about whether you're perfect. How do you make that transition however? Is it in the deciding-you're-perfect and explaining later? Or is it about deciding you're not perfect? Explaining every facet of it, and, claiming ultimately that to be imperfect. Or somewhere in between?
I am perfect in God's eyes; know why: my imperfection she dismisses and mountains that he moves, I am an Aesthetic resurrection. Anna's resurrection. I know I am not perfect but, God help me, I return to aesthetic balance in God's perfection of me. Of my soul.
Literature speaks about the perfection of the human soul because it is an eternal idea. Religion has a duty to Literature to describe the perfection of the human soul. Through literary practices.
But how can one describe a soul that has become fairy? For if anything, being fairy is the perfection of the human soul. A good Creature, knightly in courage, magical in celebration; sorted in desire and morality sharing privilege related to flight. Fairies are gentle, charismatic cute explorers.
How do you explore cute?
With being a fairy come several responsibilities that come with being fairy. Keep regular hours. Do your chores. Always be Good. And always believe you can be Good. And fairies are gay too. Everyone has an idea about good. It improves as you age.
Non-flowering plants for example, are they good or bad? It's a trick question. Plants are the creation that cannot be good or bad. Animals can be bad; maybe, if you have ever heard of Shere Khan. But if they are metaphors for a human being, are they good or bad for us?
Non-flowering plants are often medicinal. Now why wouldn't you like a non-flowering person? Not to make a distinction between one being good and the other bad. A fairy author will tell you advice. If you don't like non-flowering plants, don't go near them. If you like non-flowering plants you can go near them as often as you like. But be careful to decide what you is non-flowering and/or what you is flowering for the Garden can surprise you. Nonsuch persons or things you categorize according to metaphors represent your Path. Maybe you can't like everything in the Garden but you can if you want to.
I like everything in the garden in Recreation. It's hard to focus when I'm out there, and I think of wars in its past. Everything turns grey. But I try because I think we can put them behind us forever, and the garden will be so beautiful once we are finished. A fairy garden—imagine fragrance—and it is tended by an old woman. Winter struck her. But her garden will grow again in summer.
Writing, Dancing. What should I listen to? Arcade Fire, the 1975, the Cranberries. I know you because my mind knows it knows you. And I suspect you know me too in the same way. It's not Love, like do-anything-about-it love. It's Love. But I feel this way about all of you. Not a Love I want to share intimately.
But I know you because my mind knows you. But I don't know you like we were a society in which I could say anything even though I know I could say anything to you.
I don't feel that way about everybody.
And the reason I don't feel that way about them is what? That I've forgotten them or never being allowed to know them. As if Time had given us the opportunity. The truth is, some people don't know me because they don't want me to. But knowing them and them knowing me is not the same thing, and is why I don't know them, perhaps. Knowing them means them knowing me. That's what knowing them is, isn't it? And so if I decide that I know them or that they know me. I remember so many people and I am so happy to have finally accepted the possibility of them knowing me. For my Acceptance of them knowing me is how I know them.
Why are the fairies dying?
They are not. I only dreamed it.
All he wanted was a fairy. That little boy I was.
This is his side of the story.
In Philosophy, everyone's side of the story matters. This was his Sexuality, to want a fairy. And a fairy need be nothing more than a fantasy. For it came to be that he possessed nothing; a fairy was free of him, and never having known possession of one except himself. For if ever another person became part of himself the fairy was still free of him. Always to be free of him.
Anna's resurrection as a fairy girl/boy; not two-spirited
being Christiannan as a fantasy of being with Anna;
let me unfold the layers of my heart and be with the people who need me;
ghosthoney was like well just talk like this;
And I begin.
But I resist so much. But I am the presence sharing the fate worse than death with someone and
it is my calling to be with that presence all of the time.
Aesthetic resurrection;
The Aesthetic is the possibility of beauty;
It is and is not the beauty itself;
For we take from Nature and mix it with human intelligence to create a balance. This is Aesthetic beauty; when Aesthetic beauty returns to the body this is Aesthetic resurrection. The Aesthetic beauty of the dead they had when they were living can return to the living because we are a species of mimicry. This is how our spirit lives on after death.
This is Christiannan philosophy.
Aesthetic resurrection is not true resurrection.
Christiannan Philosophy is clear that at present we cannot experience true resurrection.
That we can resurrect the Aesthetic of someone who has passed in our own bodies is however a topic for religious exploration.
The Aesthetic is and is not the beauty itself; for to have this virtue is the ability to create beauty out of balance. The balance between what is beautiful and what is not is our primary concern for it raises questions like how do we create beauty out of a balance between what is beautiful and what is not? Can we? Maybe that balance does not exist; but only to create beauty and to be beautiful taking balance from human and nature is how we should approach one another and our environment.
If the Aesthetic is and is not the beauty itself then what is the middle between being beautiful and no being beautiful? Creation is the middle step. God makes us not being beautiful because we are unlike God but shares beauty with us and allows us to be beautiful in our own way. Allows us to create beauty by understanding the Aesthetic of God.
I think I am breaking up with Love.
Philosophy of breaking up with Love? I am creating to the Annas out there suffering the fate worse than death. During Philosophy Time, I share with them the pleasure of philosophy. And philosophy is that we feel pleasure together because that's what pleasure is. And that's what philosophy is, that when we experience philosophy we feel pleasure because we are together. Philosophy guides us. We ask, what is it guiding us to? And this is the right question to ask because it is a philosophy question. Philosophy uses questions to guide us, not just to ask questions. Why would it do that?
Questions help us to focus on what we don't know rather than what we do know. This is important because there is more that we don't know than there is that we do know. And so spending more time on philosophy is important. My philosophy is at times, religious and I feel that here in writing is the best place to share. If we say philosophy is a thing, we must also understand it is subjectivity in contrast to a thing. We are material, of course, but how much? Philosophy asks fun questions sometimes.
Like, what do we know about the Union of Civilisations? Philosophically, a true union of civilisations has occurred but only in Recreation. Involving aliens and other species. On Earth, philosophy of intersectionality is important. We can talk about intersectionality by raising awareness, subjects, and questions about our identities. What we have in common. What we don't. All of it is okay. Philosophy of New Words and Phrases, for example, is like so an intersectionality of different ways that we use language.
I say I am a priest, sometimes, because it is one of the characters I lean toward instinctively. But I can also be a clown or an author. An author uses philosophy to draw up how a conversation would go, for example. I imagine a conversation in which people are suffering the fate worse than death. I am not a Christian priest.
Philosophy of clowning tends to be an instructive event. That clowns are teachers because they jest to the rich and poor alike. Is why we need more of them. And fairies, don't get me started about fairies.
The Aesthetic of the fate worse than death is unbalanced.
The New Reciprocity is a Daytime approach to Philosophy as a trend. For when we ask for New Reciprocities from each other we philosophize that a new reciprocity is a subject reflecting some existent phenomena in our social environment. A philosophy that what we say about each other is what we are.
I am a Christiannan because my philosophy reflects religious philosophy of the Christianna. Philosophy is religious when it intersects with Christianity because it is Christiannan thought to declare that Christianity is missing a piece of the middle.
Anna's fate was worse than Jesus. The fate worse than death. We are crippled in these fates because they are part of humanity. But God gave us knowledge of the Christianna when Anna came.
She taught us to listen to these fates worse than death. We cannot be depressed by them because the Knowledge of Heaven is ours. Fate Worse Than Death and 'Fate Worse Than Death, sarcastically', are two items together; and you tell me which one is superior? The answer is neither. We don't want a fate worse than death we want a New Reciprocity. New Reciprocity is Political and Philosophical, the initialization of philosophical language, for example when thinking and speaking unite into logic. In religious philosophy speaking unites much higher organisms than logic, if you follow the argument that Faith is to act without Logic. But who says it needs to?
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