The Gay Letters, March 18, 2021
My Dearest Christiannan Readers,
If my words spoke my thoughts, I would have much to say. For I have felt for a long time now, that I cannot view my thoughts as an ordinary performer. The sensation however is returning to me and I wonder. What I will see. Will I see disconnected ideas? Will I see connected ideas? Will I see both? Is 'seeing' the metaphor here for what will manifest over time? For I know other senses and time treats them. Beautiful Reason, let my Clearest Voice be written. It what that I am, both it and what and who. I seem Humble for starting here, at what I am; for it is scientific perhaps, what I am. Who I am, on the other hand, is a discussion of Art. How to play, for example. The play instinct I have preserved. This is an Artist's curve. For the amount we preserve our play instinct from childhood, is the amount that we were not changed by the adult and fallible world. If you live an Intellectual Life, your mind can play freely whenever it wants.
A life completely beyond physical limitations is impossible but the further from it we become, the more Artistic we must be. For Art is a Luxury and a Necessity.
A life beyond physical limitations is sought, so that our perceived physical limitations (which may not be perceived by others) become social limitations. We can overcome mountainous obstacles this way.
For I am under the Blue light of the Christianna, and I feel blue. As blue as the Ocean. But It is my Identity and Beauty. What does it mean to be sparkling blue? Christiannan blue.
You are blue.
Matame,
For Satan is a wild creature, smarter than a human it seems to me in what form? Werewolf? Vampire? Ohhgunnhisthth? The idea of Satan possessing subjectivity. It couldn't be evil, if it was an angel. Why had we told its story to history that way? "It," there it was. What happened in peoples minds. When they fail to identify its subjective beauty and objectify themselves in the process, this evil streams not from the devil, but human activity, inspired by demons. Maybe they deserve it but damn do they make it look good. What do humans know about their fates? Maybe they are Good, in their own way and we cannot stop believing our own influence because of it. Vauthrils are never fairies, shall we say. They are the people of demons, monsters themselves, whose fate is shared with humans and fairies alike.
And if we proceed beyond Satan; identify the subjectivities of Angels, could that be bad somehow? I know what it feels like to have all of them speak to me at once and yet I have never seen them. Who are they?
Satan was the first test that we failed for many centuries; the first test upon Reality set by God. If we were in a video game that was the first level. But then I came along and I said different. I said believe in Satan's Goodness. For an angel with zero wings that can fly is a miracle. Humans are evil, not Satan. New Reciprocal Command Theory: saying humans are evil is itself a reciprocal command. Instead, let us say humans are not evil in order to command them to stop being evil. And then we completed level 1. But somehow we completed level 2 also, and I see us now there, at this stage of learning level 3 because of my influence. And I know that I am Good. It is naïve not to think that demons themselves are beyond this sequence of levels I have imagined. For to objectify oneself, at the onset that subjectivity is an amateur mistake, theologically speaking, means nerve disreciprocism with the self. At some level.
Nerve disreciprocism is when you nervously do not reciprocalize someone's behavior at an ordinary meeting of mirror neurons.
Reciprocity is a word-in to seeing how we relate to one another according to a reciprocity that everything we multiply between us will equal 1 or more thing. Do all things between us equal one thing? Is that a new reciprocity if they do at some point? All that Nerve disreciprocism (my term) means is that you can't handle the reciprocity of someone who thinks that you can't handle the reciprocity they go by because you are weak; but you are actually strong because instead of just reciprocalizing those mirror neurons you go against them.
And so that they do not repeat their failure to reciprocalize you they are unmingled from your own behavior.
If such a thing exists, it may explain many facets of human behavior.
What is nerve disreciprocism, for example, if you do it to yourself?
Maybe this is what causes repression.
But what is a nerve disreciprocism used against somebody?
Anacification?
Les Mis?
A son by no brutal force applied became les suppiah messieurieurs. Because he dis-reciprocalized nobody. Ever. Possibly in Ages. And I theorized my central teachings that I had written on the Naenaenon would lead to many discussions on Numbers and Angels. It began with Love, and then what is needed to impress Love, Nyclepi. A virtue above all others for now it is into humanity; for by taking up Nyclepi you promise not to be that impressed by anything. Except Love finds its way sometimes. Ace. Air Alt. Seem to add a beat to the rhythm. And all is reciprocal enough to be identified and explained. To be Aestheticized with a Middle. Deep Colors. And I remembered to remember to identify the middle, always to point it out. To explain it. It exists in the future, but not as it does today, in this form. It will be Greater, far Greater! For its Fathers will see deep colors and be able to explain them emotionally. So come, let me chase the wide divide between chasing zero as an object versus the infinite journey that stretches out forever beyond the Middle, π the circumference over the diameter lands us in the middle somewhere. From these teachings came my work with Innocence, Experience, and Wisdom. And Further to push the limits, I will use my knowledge to reciprocalize the middle to count the endless current of Angels to Aestheticize It! It's all between 0 and 3.19 (π) except the Fibonacci Sequence is its opposite. The extent of what I will go to to push the boundaries, push the limits of what Theology can mean. And that the difference between These first teachings of Love, Nyclepi, Ace, Air Alt and Innocence, Experience, Wisdom. Was a period of time in which I sat in until I did think these thoughts.
And that by competing these thoughts related to numbers that I could think of, I would find essay in the economy produced by circulating these thoughts, so that I did think them, as a way to write them, for the purpose of examining them.
I am inspired by Love, and you will find much of it here @ the Naenaeon.
Like who are my number 1 fans and what are political figures?
Like Rihanna, or Snoop Dogg?
Pale Waves had my attention.
Tove Lo was cruising my YouTube.
Art calls its central creators to their inspiration.
Every medium is catered to. Every medium has not been created.
One is the contest of art. The other is not.
Mine is not to. These words are the medium that is not to contest.
Written English.
Just like the Greatest Painters, as an Author I use writing to fill my canvas.
A letter at a time.
Sincerely,
Hakon (Glen)
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