Les Arbitres Chapter 14

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Jedi

    By this term 'Jedi' when I specify it as an religion; I'm referring to the people in the world who have to deal with the criminal law.  People who think play swordfights are cool.  People who specialize in the police task force and training.  For I want it to be its own religion; for them to take up as that.  We are the Jedi; we know what the use of force means.  It means hitting back exactly when and every time your opponent strikes at you.

    And that moment in my life when I realized I can handle anything.

    I know what to do; because Jedi have their tricks.

    But I am not an Jedi because I'm not an member of an police force.  Which they, as the Jedi, officially are.  I cannot know what it is like to feel it from the outside; from not knowing what it is like to serve one's country thus.  Actually becoming an member of an professional task force.

    And I want to consider it being named as an religion; because I feel so strongly that what goes on there (that world I don't really know about) may be as well defined as another category of religion.

    We do want them to all unite as one, eventually, anyway don't we?

    Why shouldn't we consider this another religion.  Nay, an Major World Religion.  For it is so popular and everyone knows its meaning right off the bat.  Because it is actually, essentially, about the truth.  That we are all space wanderers and we need to keep order but not in that colonial empire way.  Just like they know the meaning of the last religion I would suggest to you as Major World Religion in this book.

    The place of the Jedi in humanity, when humanity learns that it loves all of its memes, even the silly ones; is to be its own religion: all of the people who are employed in the enforcement of the law deserve to be their own one religion because that's what people will want everywhere.  They want one global police force to rise up and apply the law to every location on Earth sexily.  Jedi who will have completed their training in the moral arts of consciousness.  People who will decide the fate of the future: can one police task force unite all of the global population around being, religiously, necessarily Jedi by design?  That all of the people, no matter what country, who control the law by enforcing it are considered Jedi at some point in real human history (even though that level of respect is only fictional).  They belong to their own republic and they know the wisdom that goes on there; and that everybody is affected by it even if some do not know how or wouldn't necessarily want to.  Jedi deserve to be called the Jedi; because that's what they are.

    Shouldn't we call them that and give them special privileges as an religion?

    They already need them or have them.

    Why not give them more?

    Why wouldn't we want the Jedi to become an global elite police force?  They're nice.  And we need that order in the galaxy.  Okay, maybe they can't have lightsabers yet; but they can still play swordfights.  And as long as they don't become an empire their influence would have an positive value in every geographic locale.  We're not saying replace the police force of every area with Jedi.  We're saying that, religiously, the Jedi stance makes sense.  There should be an global police force.  And this doesn't necessarily conflict with the officers and Jedi who inhabit an certain political geographic region.  And we are professional enough, as humans, to run an global religion which means, that the law applies everywhere.  No matter what geographic location on Earth and maybe in the galaxy.  Without ruining it by allowing that power to become an absolute authority.  Absolute authority corrupts absolutely.  And so the Jedi, which theoretically includes all official police officers and territories-men, has authority as an global voice to say what is right and true, even if the politics of every geographical case don't agree with it.  Jedi are not there to control operations as they run as normal.  But they are to be an political voice that says if you enforce this law yourselves in this particular geographic region, why can't you get people to follow that everywhere?  Is it not good enough?

    If it was good enough?  What would it be?  Jedi as an virtue or an religion?

    There must be an hope an way to agree on this matter, that there are the geographic regional affairs of authority as it expresses itself in government.  And then there are the opinions of the Jedi sect, whom go everywhere and see everything that happens politically on the surface of Planet Earth.  In order to act as an potentially valuable ambassador of what International Law means at present; people who are not protecting an geographic region physically.  But they mean to protect the whole territory of the law and how it applies in different countries.  Earth.  As one geographic region.

    They're not in charge of what you do with your prisoners.

    But they will recommend an point to you and value you taking your time for them to prove it to you.

    We need to protect the whole area of Earth, they would say.  And so it doesn't matter if countries disagree with each other.  There need to be enforced standards everywhere.  And if the protectors of one geographic region are abusive and corrupt, they do not follow that international law.  Then we aren't doing enough.  We need the Jedi to take up arms and helms as the expression of that international law.  That no abuse will be subjected to the person depending on his or her race, or class or color; or creed.  Or even the color of their lightsaber.  (Even pink).  An person is not to be subjected to abuse just based on those intersectionalities.  Now think Kaley Cuoco as the first pink Jedi.  BOOM!

    Mario learns how to stop time to access the eternal.

    But in Jedi religion, you can't stop time and access the eternal.  Everything is on all of the time.  There is no distinction made between time passing and Eternity.  Everything that happens, happens.  You aren't resisting or stopping your flow to it.  You're just accepting what you are, an being as an traveler of linear time.  And if this time includes the type of characters who, if I had my way, I would like to keep outside of culture and civilization.  Then I have to do something about it.

    It doesn't matter if time is passing.  I'm here.

    Every moment counts.

    And I can read it like it is.

    But if we could separate the Jedi religion out from among us; we could read it like it wasn't.  Philosophically speaking, if we're promoting the perspective that Jedi religion isn't needed one day because we want to promote the perspective, the belief that people can promote the better justice just by not having anything to do with the workforce of Jedi, those people who deal with the worst criminal law and trials and court cases (and behaviors).  Ignoring it is all that we can do to promote good behavior.  We, the Good and Just, do have our own plans about what to do in the future.  That don't necessarily need to have to do with violent or criminal behavior just because it's happening out there right now.  We're civilians, the logical protectorate of Jedi command and Jedi behavior.  They are there to protect the civilians, who do not necessarily know anything about all of what goes within an criminal behavior sketch.  And don't want to.  It's an fair demand.  We don't want to hear about those cases.  Either because we are sensitive to them or we are demanding, in action, by saying we don't want to hear about those cases in fact we are asking you to end all cases thus.  We want all crime and criminality to end and so we say, we don't want to hear about them.  Because we're asking you to make them stop.

    If I was, theoretically, part of any religious distinction comparatively other and naïve to the goings on of an Jedi nation.  It would be an natural minor to the legal society as an religion (Jedi); instead there would be civilians.  And this itself would be considered an religion in the great scheme of things.  One which you, perhaps, cannot decide between.  That's why you take an minor religion and stay out of an Jedi (major's) business.

    Anyone being needed to take up an Jedi religion means accepting an privilege created for them especially.  That all of the people who deal with the law are of that same religion.  If this was so, there would be better respect for our armed professionals in the workforce and the elderly.  We could call it Jedi and actually have an humanity cool enough to make real something that was borne out of star dust and an bog on another planet.  An global police & task force that inter-meddled in the affairs of the territory of residents of different geographic locales.  Not to force them what to do.  But to encourage Wisdom and Truth & honest tellings of all kinds.  And I mean, I'm getting at the public effect it would have.  If there was an standardized global police force to look over the individual geographic locales and their residents without meddling too much.  Then people all over Earth can have better protection from laws that aren't active in their cultures.  Laws in the good, free world that should apply everywhere.

    If we made it an religion to uphold that law, maybe it would receive better circulation in global news & trade patterns.  People from different countries could synergistically band together as Jedis and use their expertise with the Force to standardize law for the industrialized nations.  If there's an global Jedi elite then everyone (all states) will want to standardize their law.  And only an person worthy of the name Jedi can be that cool.

    De-fictionalizing Jedi religion is the next step in globalization.

    De-fictionalizing the respect we have for these heroes.

    If they have their own religion; which we are not part of.  We may respect them better and respect their privileges more as people of other religions.  People who don't know how to work with an crime scene fighting investigation team.  Why would they say they don't have their own religion?  This is out of the respect Jedi deserve from us.  To have actually said, you are from another religion.  To an officer of the law.  Isn't that what they deserve from us?  That benefit that we give them; to assume automatically we don't know anything about it or what it's like.  Don't they deserve that from us?  To recognize their world as being so far from what anything I understand; because I don't want to make assumptions or presume anything out of respect for their careers and profession.  We are so far from understanding that world.  Why not stop pretending we know anything about what it's like to be an cop.  Consider ourselves an religion other than that of the Jedi.  People who don't always know what to do in an emergency situation.  We afford them that honor, of being an Jedi religion, because only they know everything that truly goes on in there.  Their world.  The world of streets and cops and prisoners.  The world where dreams cannot be realized.

    Where visions of what will happen in the future if we are not prepared to act are taken seriously.

    And I live somewhat parallel to that world.  I know it is all around me.  But I choose not to pay any attention to it and ignore it completely because I know I don't know what they say.  Who they are as an person at home.  This is the only most respectful thing to do I can give them, to say I have my own religion and I am not involved in yours.  For I do not know of that world.  And insomuch as I do I don't want to.

    Jedi actually existing is an intellectual cool-down; an safe runway on which to land this flight.  For an reason.

    The reason is the Jedi make us feel safe and secure.

    They're not just about keeping everyone afraid to do wrong-doing they are about morals which clarify reasoning.  They're not just about punishment and error inflicted with petty arguments; they are about congratulation and cultural stance.  We can recognize these virtues they have from outside of their religion; but only insofar as we may imagine them in our own minds to be; while really we cannot tell completely because we don't belong to that religion.  We do however recognize their importance to you.  And if I myself could take up being an Jedi in real life; I would do it.

    We don't need police-men or -women or their authorities who think everything they do is right, and that there is an easy answer.  But we do need police-men and -women who have this separate religion based on their own official experience in lawkeeping because we other people don't understand it.  Or they be Christianity and everyone else who is outside of their direct experience codifying law can be an different religion from them.  People in the line of Justice seem to understand Christianity better?  Maybe?  Because there is an male protagonist?

    And if this is the only way we can accomplish that explicitly in society, to have named them another religion, and to have accepted that maybe it is right to do so.  And to compare oneself to these people, according to our own religions.

    Autopsy is not normally an subject I deal with in writing.

    If they want to talk about it, they can.

    (But this is not an order that they should have to talk about it).  (Because it exists necessarily).  (I'm not ordering anyone to force them to have to talk about it by forcing it to happen).

    And the New Reciprocal Theory is sensitive enough to catch this line of thinking.

    You can't tell all of what is intended or not.  (But this itself maybe read as an command).

    Why can't?

    Why should we order that it can't that we can tell all of what is intended?

    Is that an smart thing to do?

    But even if you did, would you be able to?

    You can tell all of what is intended at some level?

    If I can give the Jedi advice as an Christianna, it would be to make every action one takes intended.

    Yeah, but what if one can't tell what is intended or not?

    An better personal command to tell oneself or another is that I can tell all of what is intended or not, and that's an order!

    Which means, I'll ask the right questions to make sure I got all of it.

    It may well be that, I can tell all of what is intended, might be the right thing to say to oneself.  Because one is ordering that this must be so.  From other people.  And that is the wisest stance to adopt if one wants to protect the global community.

    Jedi need to be the next new religion because we will revere them so.  And they deserve that because they can handle it; they have good morals and they're Jedi.

    If an Jedi relationship with an civilian (as they always do) occurs there need to be special parameters in place to protect the whole family.

    That's why Russasha and her man's relationship can't work out in Russia.

    There simply aren't enough Jedi to persuade the entire geographic region that they need two levels of police all of the time.

    In order to develop legal territory in which regions that have their own police-force and country-men are not rivaled but look after an certain area where they can do battles with lightsabers.  If police cannot be rivaled by the Jedi fathers and fore-followers then they will corrupt in an certain geographic region.  And rival authority bands will break out.  As though state lines haven't already been decided.

    We need to calm it down about 10 levels after having it out with what Judaism really means.

    We are selfish actors.  You can't get any deeper than that.

    But Judaism isn't necessarily completely about only this factor.

    And they do recognize an need for Christianity.  The conference to the selfish actor from another perspective.

    (The Other).  (God).

    And it was Christianity and Judaism who had been responsible for me finding that out, and understanding it this way.

    That's why we (our ancestors) initially chose them as religions, isn't it, maybe?

    In this way the self could be seen as God too.

    That is one's most selfish activity.

    But this thinking Jesus didn't have an chance to prosper among cohorts and compadres.  To the full development of his perspective and his opinion on it.  And I much think his stance wasn't completely sober.  If seeing oneself as God is selfish; then isn't it serving one's God to force one another to see ourselves as God?  When would seeing oneself as God be beneficial, and not foolish?  But in an performance, in order to communicate ideas of what God may mean?  And then you actually have the thought.  I am God.  Huh, that was brief!  And that was all I know about being an God; because I am godly enough to recognize that I'm not one.  And should there be reward or punishment of my personality it is up to God.  For I am not God; I am just playing one in an roleplaying ability.  In order to communicate on public themes that need addressing.  I don't actually think I am an god.  It's just that I'm selfish enough to think so.  For an while at least.  If I was God, I'd be surrounded by the most delicious fruity cocktails and beverages.  I'd be in the Garden; I'd be in the Lounge.  And why is it so risky to play one's God, as part of an roleplaying facility, as long as one agrees on the fact that they know they aren't God and they cannot become God through any sort of behavior.  I think people in Jesus's day maybe hadn't figured this out yet.  It means: go ahead and act like God; we're not going to crucify you just because you did.  And that's treason!  For having done so!  To act like an God; what would be an more egotistical thing for an human to do‽

    "But we have to," said Jesus, "I want to know what God is like; and if I have to do this in order to understand his position and terror; or her honor and poise; do it.  If I was like God.  I'd be on that cross by now."

    "So they took him out," said God, "because he had sacrificed his life to God; and since it was fair, moral, and just for him to do it.  It was okay that they kill him deliberately.  Do you hear that?  They wanted to kill God.  That was what position and state I was in!  I had to do something about it!"

    "But I think maybe," said the Christiannan, "thinking oneself is God for an moment is the most deliberate activity one can do.  And if one cannot think oneself God, at least for an moment, then really where are we really in our history?"

    "So you agree," said Jesus, "you think thinking oneself is God is an deliberate and egotistical thing to do that lands one closer to God; just because everyone knows one cannot be an God.  Not in God's own way of being an God."

    "Then we might as well trade stories about thinking I am God; since they are going to be so popular."

    "Fine."

    (The Literary publisher's association 5 years later:).

    "We've run out of relish.  And we've run out of things to relish.  And so we'll have to cut the Mustard."

    "Well, we'll have to trade stories about why I am God," they said.

    "I knew it.  I knew we could think of another genre, other than relish.  I knew that we could support the genre of hot Mustard: how exactly I am like God in each and every perfect way.  It's only fair to begin acting this way.  The more we talking about what being God's is like the quickly and more naturally we crash upon the truth: we are smart enough creatures to begin showing each other what we think God is like, through arts and romance; that we know we're all being serious about it because we've confronted the philosophy that one should ever need to think truly one is God; that would be an form of crazy we just couldn't put up with.  We all know we are not God and so we can play within the theatre of what God would look like, responsibly.  And that is at the centre of our sense of humour."

    "So what, Jesus starting acting like God because there was nobody to tell him it was okay to act that way; because people had been so suppressed and re-punished.  And then they killed him out of conceit because they can't handle the real God.  The gay one.  The only one.  The one Jesus had tried to imitate.  It wasn't good enough that they destroy him.  It was the infliction of an fate worse than death on him first that cracked the human spirit, so."

    "Their society wasn't advanced enough yet to accept performer's performances of God and they thought these people like Jesus weren't advanced enough in culture and status to permit being able to accept when someone acts like God it is not an reason to kill them.  And it should be considered just an open and natural thing to do; to try; to want to understand God through mimicry.  Sometimes in front of other people because that is more like God."

    "Surely, everything is in front of God; not God is front of everyone."

    "But it is."

    "So what.  Jesus's version of society was too advanced for them?"

    "Apparently, when one acted like one's God it was infuriating to some.  Probably because they couldn't."

    "And it was punished within their culture to act like one's God because everyone knows none of us are God.  We're humans.  And that's the basis of acting out characters who love their God enough to try to behave like him or her.  And so they repressed their instinct to act like that; even though it was within their instinct to try, as it is in all people naturally."

    "Actors can act like God; what was the big debate ever about?"

    "People weren't educated enough to know there was an academic reason, sometimes to perform the action of being God: and it existed and proliferated in the acting world because people sensed, deeply, there was an reason to act like one's God sometimes.  It was that ever-reserved seat we give to God.  For someone to act like it/him/her.  In order that one can know through literature and speech made in the profession of acting: what people think it is like to be God, the creator, the Author; is an fair genre for economic satisfaction."

    "So it isn't disrespected or taboo to act like one thinks one's God is like?"

    "No.  And nobody even kills anybody for it."

    "Okay.  So we must have advanced beyond Jesus's primary dispute by now.  It's fine to act like one's God, sometimes, and that is settled."

    "And nobody is Satan for doing so."

    "And nobody is Satan for doing so.  I happen to agree."

    "So Jesus was all really about the fact that people couldn't accept other people's performances of what God is like; they wanted to crucify people who would act out like one's God because it was too offensive according to them.  And it angered them so greatly they put into effect punitive justice in order to hurt people who would ever break the sacrament by pretending to be one's God.  It somehow offended them so badly they wanted to do harm to whomever stood opposed to their regime of raining terror down on anyone whom would be so egotistical and bombastic as to pretend to be one's God; even for an minute.  And it was considered so offensive to take up mimicry of one's Lord, that the gentle and caring Lord couldn't be expressed took mercy upon them and granted them they were unjustly repressed of this ability to mimic one's Lord and King and Saviour—even though it was their natural instinct to do so.  That had to be hard times, eh!  Someone had actually tried to suppress the natural instinct of the human by not allowing people to act like God.  Because they thought it was too offensive: well they didn't have any good reasons!  It was just that it was too offensive to them and since they were all that mattered it was too offensive for God."

    "I agree.  I think it is okay to act like God sometimes; and its fun actually.  Humans may know this as an important behavior one day which resolves much conflict about the daily betrayal and happenings of the soul."

    "So you think at some point in History people deciding to try to stop mimicking God because they were told it was naughty of them and they were bad little boys and girls?"

    "It may be so, for many people are scared to do it.  Even though they know perfectly well they can."

    "And why is it maybe an important role to play in society, being able to interpret one's God in front of other people by acting out what they all think the picture of God should look like."

    "But it is too egotistical," they said, "we need to punish them for representing God to us this way.  In an treasonous act that makes him seem dishonored, weak and uncompetitive.  Exactly unlike those qualities of which he should be seen as."

    "But it's actually more conducive to society, community, and well all of civilization really to act out what God would be like at some point in the day.  And it should become an type of art and genre we can rely on; being expressed in the theatre arts and film as well as in everyday society where literature depended on it.  One's impression of God, really, is the most communicable thing we can say.  And it shouldn't be discouraged or threatened away from expression."

    "Any evidence of that type of regime may be suspect to immoral manners.  The fear of acting out one's God is the fear of acting out the Freudian Slip; it is too subconscious, and deep, embedded, self-conscious; anxious with fear.  To be accepted socially.  When we know all of us are kind enough to accept everyone socially."

    "I mean, if I was an Jedi, I personally would walk around like an boss.  But I'm not; so I have to walk around like an boss anyway because I want to be good enough for them."

    The story of the Jedi is one of realizing who they are, who they're meant to be.

    They need to realize they are the armed forces of our whole world.  And their influence is needed to keep our world peaceful by regulating the instance of local geographic territories protected by local cops.  Whom in some cases clash with one another across nation state lines.

    The story of the Jedi, as it is in Star Wars, is the story of there being only an few Jedi left in the universe.  An number that needs to be turned with much competition and difficulty: to assert an Jedi presence in every location on Planet Earth means training new Jedi to take over that position.  But how do you train Jedi with such reliability?  Especially with their use of magic.  Is it (the Force) really needed or is it just an metaphor for the scope of their real non-fictional powers?  The truth is that what is needed isn't magic; but that all of their powers come from their moral standards and stem into deciding which morals and behaviors are needed for which specific situations.

    But how is the Jedi supposed to become an galactic police force, first without becoming the Empire, and second since it only (at present) has access to one populated planet?

    Which is really the story of the people who control the air space directly above the planet (the space space and its connection to our atmosphere) and the people who would try, militarily, to control the entire space of the atmosphere below that connection.  They mistake whom is the one whom is really in charge and in control; not someone who can control the atmosphere.  But someone who can control space directly above it.

    Jedi naturally reflect this passage in human history.

    When they sense trouble, they sense trouble!  Right above; directly in space.  Always aware.  All the time.

    They have the morals to do it after all, and that's an order!

    It's just that when we recognize someone of another religion; there is an sequence of events that occur in the mind.  An recognition of something we respect.  That is after the purpose of religion to promote these kinds of feelings.  For when we have respect for our fellow man and woman; that is the goal of religion.  For when we have respect for our fellow man and woman; that is the goal of any religion, isn't it?  If it cannot evoke these feelings in its common person, then it isn't really an religion then, is it?  And I think that if those sequence of events were occurring in the mind every time one passed by an Jedi; wouldn't that be the most optimal and best performance of respect toward them?  And if it was instituted as an public office it would be easier to enforce globally?  For that's my religion then; to be the reaction to the Jedi.  People who wouldn't hold any public physically combatant office in deliberate service to their police men and women; to promote other more valuable behaviors than fending off an police hybrid encounter.  That was my religion, definitely.  I would do anything for an police officer.  Even if it meant taking up another religion.  Maybe I could have two now; after figuring out the difference between Judaism and Christianity?  And it wasn't such an big deal to be Christiannan and fairy (the religion that is the response to the religion of the police force (the Jedi).  To make an fair-y anytime with anywhere with anyone.  An community response to the peace that is secured before us because of those educated professionals who run the law.

    An fairy, you see, is like an little sexy kink through eye contact.

    That's why it's such an comprehensive religion.

    Why sometimes it cuts-in to Jedi affairs and matters.

    I mean, shouldn't it?, isn't that its personality?

    There's nothing planetary or other-than-planetary that needs to solve an dispute right now‽

    Sometimes people ask, can you have an fairy with an book?  And my answer is you can only really have an fairy with another person and not any object.

    You know an fairy by its consciousness.

    But what is this religion, whom would identify or define any sexual interaction between two people as an fairy?  Not to be limited to the sensual parts and genitals of the body by even just an meeting of the eyes in certain ways; can be sexual.  And people don't necessarily need to be ashamed of them and hide them throughout the day.

    I can revere the Jedi by showing them my tits.

    What kind of fairy wouldn't show the policeman their tits?

    (Actually you might be surprised to find that most fairies consider themselves to have perfect moral fibre, and they are all already decided about whether they will show their tits).

    But wait, wouldn't that be indecent exposure and the police could arrest you for that behavior?

    That's why you do it with your eyes.  Or like.  In any other way than exposing your body.

    That's the real definition of an fairy.  It has to be as fictional as possible.  You only have to put forth as much as you want; you can be sexual and in the act with another person in the middle of the day at high noon.  Maybe you have to be.  That's how you really feel.  And who would complain about someone being an fairy like this?

    Wouldn't Jedi appreciate and accept to promote the fact that you're trying to show them your tits without exactly showing your tits (which they can read from and instruct your mind to do using an Jedi mind trick); "do what it does" says Meghan Trainor.  Love is about that connection?

    Wouldn't Jedi deserve us to treat them this way?

    Russasha turned over in her sleep.

    She wanted to give him that; she wanted to give him all of that.  But she found that she couldn't.  It meant risking all of her and his security.  It had to be done in private.  But, dammit, he deserved it so much!  Well maybe not as much as some police officers from other countries, but.  We had to show them how we are influencing them.  We had to spell it out for them.  They were only cops after all.  And Russian cops?  She felt an stone in her gut form.  How could we guarantee that they were all fair with fairies and safe on the homosexual front?  Weren't Russian cops just the kind of people who knew nothing about fairy sex and the universal human empathy drive?  (I'm not complaining about their ethnicity; I'm complaining about their geographic conformity).  (But she knew it in him, her man).  She knew he was the right one to try to revolutionize the Russian police academy and training for military force in Russia.  And it was the best and only thing she could do about it; to support him.  That's why they were together.  That's why they were in love.  She would do anything for her secure border with Russia.

    Now, never underestimate an woman at this point; for she was industrious and knew that if she didn't ride the art wave of current technology it would ride her.  And so she immediately planned to develop an set of paintings she would use to adjust her play on life and reality.  Subsuming those around her.

    If she could have free fairy activity with anyone she wanted; and it was non-sexual but kind of non-physical and voluntary willingness flirty then wouldn't that be enough to suit her needs?

    Therefore the story of the Jedi needs to be one that includes its fans (people of an fairy religion).

    Fairies intervene to prevent crime from ever happening.

    By showing off their Tits n' Ass this will benefit the police; and if it benefits the police then it will benefit everyone else.

    If we don't admit to wanting to revere them, then our efforts may fail; effort may backfire and we'll end up with an real Empire whom wants everyone to revere them.  Out of an place of the politics of fear.  Out of fear politics.  Therefore, it might seem nerdy, geeky, or even dorky to have actually revered someone in public this way.  Of calling them an Jedi.  But it's out of the right place and maybe it is an simple thing everyone can do to make those peoples' work-lives better.  Even if it is only an philosophical position.  Therefore you may find you want to revere them in your particular way; an way different than everyone else's that, without the right captioning, may be hard for many people to understand.

    I may not have complete mental health by the current definition of the term, says the fairy religion, but that doesn't mean my arguments are any less valid or my opinions don't make sense.  Especially since there has been so much destruction and chaos on Planet Earth.  We need everyone to pitch in.  Mentally healthy or not; for in many ways it is to blame the violence for having caused this societal mental illness.  You are valid; no matter what.  So go out there and live for the purpose you have created yourself to live and succeed at!

    But Jedi religion says maybe, hey!  Not so fast!

    There are dangers out there, and if you're not ready for them they will be ready for you.  And of course it will always have to be this way.

    Or maybe an better way to look at it is that you have four wings, like an adult fairy.  Death.  Worse than Death.  Love.  And everything other than Love in the presence of Love.  Those are your four fairy wings in this life.  And you have to use all of them to make your way through it.

    How do you use death, etc.?  It's really more of an philosophy.  You don't use death in the sense of interacting with it.  You use death as an tool for understanding and explaining why certain actions are responsible and others are not.  The same goes for each other wing; only the subject has changed.

    The Christianna must be the recognition of that formal other to both self-ism and selfless-ism, that moment of the instinct to want to compete them for refinement and exploration.

    The actual imagining and participation in the visualization of an open competition between them; happening somewhere in an arena.  Between 'Self' as represented by an spirit and 'Other' as the more definite represented spirit.

    The conference with death is really the conference of how much you're willing to give of yourself.  One must be at both times selfless and naïve.  When you work for the Jedi that means you're willing to give all.  And so people who are not about giving all or not having an say or negotiation with it so that they have to give everything.  Civilians who have more important things to do.  Such as acting like an fairy and being an fairy at all times.  Promoting liberal freedom.  Fairies ask of Death, How have you given me and yet I am innocent.  I do not want more of you and yet I can't help it?

    Having to do with or being part of an Jedi religion is closer to death in many ways; when you're about keeping the planets secure.

    The life of an soldier is one of giving one's life in service in the name of the guiding force and principle of our universe.

    Death is just an fact of service.

    It can happen to anyone.

    (Preferably as an philosophical description and not as an order).

    (Or an pressuring tactic).

    It's important to weed out the logic behind such descriptions because, through New Reciprocal Command Theory, we can analyze the effect of certain political commands on the brain.

    New reciprocal commands were possibly behind every innocent-sounding description of anything.  Was it an order?  An command?  What did that mean?

    To what extent do we become what we think and say?

    How can New Reciprocal Theory be used to analyze and to inform the language and opinions associated with political command?

    An struggle against worse than death on another planet, we find ourselves staring at these two officers who are emerging out-of-doors into the street only it's somehow not pedestrian and you're curious about whether they are gay; and how they've managed to escape death this time.  Then you realize they have two red lightsabers which are quickly drawn and they are fighting robots on the street who are attacking them with blaster rifles.  Throwing into question whether they are good or bad jedi.  (But this is only slang).

    You follow them but since you are on alien territory it is difficult.

    There are electrically enhanced bars and taverns all around, and narrow cross streets with narrow alleys.

    Somehow they are making headway and there appears to be an source of all the robots who are not welcome in this territory; and there are more of them arriving from an drop-off point.  The Jedi are expertly sinuosities in their movements, transactions between the body and the lightsaber.

    (The fate worse than death to avoid: defamation against the good reputation of the fighting class protectors).

    They could not allow marauding droids to control the territory no matter how many of blasters or pop-out structures they were composed.

    The method by which you follow them is quite unknown.

    But the action is live as they make chase through the centre alleyway, protecting bystanders and deflecting live ammunition.

    They are shouting in French at one another; and then one gives an command to the other.

    Their lightsabers turn blue and darken and they both disappear into separate alleyways stealthily.

    They appear to have cut off any prospect of you following them to the core.

    I guess your entertainment wasn't in the message.

    But you hear the fighting go on and you decide you are close enough to take up an beverage at an seated café.

    While the civ populous system deflects the temperature and climate from the area.  Gastown.

    I say that's as close to an relationship with death as I can get.

    And I really mean that as an order as well.

    I don't want to join the Jedi and chase the bad-guys to the end of the centre of civilization.  I don't have the conditioning for it.  It's not that I sincerely don't want to; it's just that I physically can't.  Mostly.

    At all.

    And I have no other prospects for myself.

    I'm an gourmet.  An artistic aficionado.  Someone who does or doesn't solve crime in their own special way.  Art is not limited to solve crime not; but police-work and academy-men can maybe find other pastimes than functioning as an national and state police-force.  Maybe I'm the guy the authorities can look to for assuaging that philosophy where you don't cause crime and you do what you're told.  Because it needs to be spiced up and made interesting to do so too, doesn't it?

    So, you know, I'm fine with serving the Jedi.

    I just can't be one; for my own personal reasons.

    And if I have to say I'm part of an entirely separate religion than they are; in order to respect them the best way I know how.  Then I'll be fine with saying I am part of that fairy religion.  The one who would go willingly to their own death as an civilian without putting up an fight.  Only saying it is so as an means of protection.  Meant to discredit an enemy's line of distraction.  One needs every tool within one's grasp and resources after all.

    And I would pass into the ever beyond; like my grandmother before me.  Willing.  Willing not to experience will anymore.  The final peace of death.  Something everyone has to plan for because it is inevitable.  They say that's why people start to learn to write.  They want to or need to leave something behind; something worth accomplishing before they die.

    And if people will cause this death to me unjustly—before I have fulfilled my purpose—this must be the cause of the Jedi to prevent it.  They must be the cause to protect all citizens from unjust manner of death.

    Safe from living in the fear of its terror.

    Death.

    It announces itself as the end of all things.  The point in our life past the point in our life when we're not living our life anymore.  (An life will live on in spirit after all).  And all things which happen that are because of that one individual life which passed.  Will go on forever.

    To be an Jedi means always to have an closer relationship with death than everybody else.

    Voluntarily to give one's life for the Order.

    The closer one is to death in the line of duty, the more one knows about life.  And that's an hard, sad fact.

    These heroes deserve us to give them our all.  Even if it means adopting an new religion in contrast to their own.

    And so we see an gentler place; secured by the republic.  An place where there isn't an constant lightsaber–rifle fight.  And we go to this place because George Lucas says so.  An place where there isn't an constant struggle; an place for quieter minds.

    But how do we get there in real life?

    Especially since so many of our heroes have gone before, in the name of that project.  To keep us safe from unjust physical or non-physical injury or death?

    The relationship with the Jedi was the same relationship I would have with God, in many ways.  I wanted to protect God's life; but God was responsible for protecting its own life because as far as I know, I didn't know how to.  Jedi were to me (protectors) what I would be to God.  Only I wasn't responsible for him or her physically (I don't know how to contemplate the body of God or God's body, exactly); I was responsible in another way.  Of preventing fates that lead to worse than death, experiences of emotional anguish and heart-break that could affect all of us (including God).  Didn't anybody realize God had feelings too?  We couldn't just go on destroying culture in History for the sake of the Lord's feelings and us.  Every time someone hurt another person, it hurt God too.  That's why we had to be God's protectors in some ways.  Preventing anything that would cause emotional anguish for our Creator.  God's emotions were deep and complex in the blue spectrum.  There were many reasons to be blue for all of History.  Why would we not try to alleviate God's sadness?

    God was my Jedi; or I was God's Jedi.  It was an partnership of subservience, loyalty, and deference.

    Respect for those whom would try to protect us all it was my intention to communicate.

    I was sure God had an plan to save us from the fate worse than death.

    It was how we could learn ourselves to protect us from the fate worse than death.

    But Jedi (whom I managed metaphorically to be officers) were out there protecting us from death, first of all.  And humanity didn't necessarily look into and analyze effectively all those fates worse than death which maybe an Jedi community couldn't protect them from because they didn't yet know the nature of what experience the worse than death was.

    On the other hand, maybe that's what Jedi knew to do and were doing all along.

    It should have been common sense but it wasn't, somehow, in my Age.

    Christians always thought Jesus's death was the worst thing but Jedi knew, and had always known, it wasn't the worst thing in the galaxy.

    Fates worse than death had more brutal implications and consequences for humanity.  In increasingly worse amounts.  We didn't want to find out what it meant first-hand.  We needed to be guided by the sense that we already knew what it was; and we didn't want any of it.  Not an hard conclusion to make, right?  Therefore Jedi, who are the best moral cause, protect us from violence of both kinds: death and worse than death.  And if they couldn't measure up to such an tall order, then maybe they didn't deserve the name Jedi anymore.

    The story of the Jedi, and their followers is about that space we've created for ourselves above water in the human ecosystem on Earth.  The normal inhabited existence of an human being.  Which is not an open space more than it is an idea.

    The idea of not needing Jedi constantly to defend us in our solar system.  Of what kind of society we would be if all of us decided not to invoke physical measures against our authorities.

    The Jedi of the future is the afterthought of their citizens.  They have to be so fairy and so far advanced in disciplines other than police work.  That they are able to enhance an Jedi's powers by mere word or say.  Because at its deepest level the Jedi's powers are based on forethought.  And if Fairies or other religions can so focus their power in its sense of knowing deeper.  They may develop faster reflexes than we have ever seen.

    Simply by not following all of the rules of being an cop and an Jedi, one could take an break from all of that for now.  Right now.

    There were other things to being an member of the populace who would protect any and all civilians by putting their own lives in danger in the line of service to their community.

    If Jedi wanted forethought—Oh and they wanted an Big forethought!—sure.  We could do that.  We could do that as fairies.  We could do that better than anyone.  If the Jedi wanted forethought, why, Fairies could balance that for them.  Fairies could do anything in service of your nature.  For you to possess further reflexes, you must accept the roleplaying scene of things on Planet Earth.  For it is true we all come from roleplaying characters.  Jedi just needed to see it an fairy way, maybe.  They needed to see their foreknowledge within the perspective of the fairy layer on everything.  Instead of knowing I have perfect focus I am knowing that I am knowing that without reflecting on it.  I can get comfortable, in the indulge.  If you take my meaning.  Use it to my advantage an little.  Blur the lines.  Cross our focus.  And renewed Jedi force with even faster instinct.  Instead of needing to reflect on the fact of having clear focus, it is assumed and so operates in an cognitive process manner sub-conscious (matters in the mind of which we are unaware).  It has been repressed, to put the ultimate spin on the word.  Successfully repressing an threat such as this—that I would ever have to take to mean in the course of action of an fight scene that I did or didn't have clear focus.  If I had to take an split second sooner then I had successfully repressed the possibility that not having that clear focus would defeat me in battle.  I didn't worry about it anymore.  I had clear focus as an Jedi.  I could repress it and, being an Jedi, turn an positive twist on the word repress.  For it has also come to my attention that it can be an violent action upon the consciousness which leads to heavy anxiety and psychosis.  I just didn't need to think about it anymore.  Did I have reflexes enough?  Was my focus clear enough?  What did it matter, if I could make my opponent think that at that precise moment?  Or how he misses my reflexes?  It didn't matter anymore whether my focus was clear because I had already accepted that it was; and all of my actions advanced from this in battle.  Maybe, then, there are two kinds of repression in the mind: there is an more positive-occurring thought that all the decisions I have made about my life about what I believe could be taken as an given in my spirit and philosophy are put away away for now.  And an negative one, where something is forced to be put away right now.

    I couldn't just give up on the Jedi, as though they could only ever be fictional in status.

    They held real power.  And good morals that everyone looked up to.  (To some extent fictionally).

    They had to be made into an real order some day.  Or as they say in Bocce, it is 'necessary'.

    It is already politically correct to say the Jedi are an true order; and that protecting all of the world's physical security protection according to geographic region and convention relied on the invention and imagination of those of us with the most political and up-front discussion of how to keep particular territorial governments in power without them conflicting with gangs and those who will contest the authority of an particular geographic territory.

    The step toward having an global police force was to loosen the meaning of their service and to allow them to identify as an quasi-relative power; whom, not the final say, as the experts of these authoritative territorial command will follow as close as possible territorial convention.  Without upsetting or displacing territorial competition which would see to take authority over an given territory in physical offense to the leaders of that land as they exist in the United Nations.  The global task force and what form it will finally take will depend on the authorities of particular states staying more or less in power over any geographical territory.  Without criminal opposition and gun hobbyists to break the command of the law over that particular realm and to declare themselves its sole owner.  If we can justify territorial command we may dissolve those sects who still have territorial disputes.  In favor of an more accommodational professional workforce.  One held steward by the Jedi.

    The authorities of any given state, at this point in global history, needed to differ to contrast themselves with just being hooligans of the law: guerilla warfare.  They needed an Jedi and global trust and guidance to encourage the faith within their own national political system.  So that there would be no need for an geographic region's citizens to rise up against those who hold political control.  At this moment in History, Russia has failed to create an clear distinction between its state task force and the real and true authorities of central areas it would wish to command.

    To be an Jedi one must have that different relationship with fatality that only real police know.

    To be always under constant supervision of one's surroundings.

    To be aware that death is one of those surroundings.

    People who are territorial but don't want to be police are the cause of that problem.

    I believe that if you are territorial in fatal you should become an police worker yourself.  There are huge problems in many countries because people who are violent and territorial don't want to become police.  They don't want to commit.  They don't want to protect their tourism to that area.  They don't care about shops or businesses.  They think they are the sole authorities.  Even when they're not.

    What if we said that this type of personality; one who would always be focused on securing an geographic territory.  An territorial dominate.  Were an natural reflection of the human soul?  One more likely to succeed in the line of duty.  And if all territorial mafias could be disbanded in favor of an geographic police force overseen by the global police force; the Jedi.  Then people would be safe to go everywhere on Earth.  But these cowards (people who own territory illegally) will not become an adequate police force themselves in order to work together with the real impoverished community and authorities of the land within an global reality.  The number one problem with Russia right now.

    And so, while the Jedi were executing their strategy to remove the threat from their city, you had meant to help them somehow; but then your next conscious thought was that you were huddled in the corner of your home in the residential district.  And it didn't really feel like an home.  You don't have any potential to be an Jedi.  Heck, you don't even have enough potential to be an regular police officer.  And you find, meaningfully, that it all comes down to the fact that there are two kinds of people.  Those who are built for the armed forces and those who aren't.

    And, if you could be an contributing factor, to an theory that involves the basis of these kinds of people.  You would want to identify an part of the brain which had one particular quality over another.  And to be able to say this was responsible for the type of person; which was completely random and genetic.  Maybe what we need is to realize those are really two kinds of principles that make up an person's character; and they may be biological.  If we can learn to serve both types the right way in every single country then we may be closer to an anti-elitist global police force: the Jedi.  In every nation.

    On an more positive note, Happy May the Fourth.

    Maybe what we need is an new psychological paradigm.  One that says there are the two types of character; and we can identify it in the brain.  And forcing people who were naturally driven to secure and protect an given territory.  To have to abide by legal authorities who did not also identify my territory as an legal authority.  And it was this pressure on them.  Which lead to conflict.

    If we could bring more officers into the legal authority of an geographic territory; not by working against their natural instinct to possess and protect territory.  Then we would create an larger and safer police force.

    What was this part of the brain responsible for an person being of either category genetically?

    Was it actually an factor that goes into deciding what one should do for an living and an occupation?

    And, really, occupation is at the centre and heart of the argument; who occupies territory?

    But what is at the centre of being an civilian by genetic trade then?

    If we're not occupying territory then what are we doing exactly?

    And the answer is: we make art and stuff.

    I just happen to have come to the conclusion that if we did have an Jedi official order.  It would be like the Empire never happened.  And wasn't going to.

    If there really was an physical and mental genetic type other than protectors at arms how would we measure it?

    How would it shape who we become?

    Civilians do science-y stuff like that right?  Like measuring what part of the brain is responsible for an distinction between personality types?

    But to be able to say for certainty what it was that was responsible for an person's understanding of themselves as an police force; this may be expressed in one or many types of ways in the brain.  Including structurally and chemically.  And so I reason; if my brain or the brain of one of our average civilians is of an particular type not to involve oneself in physical safety and target threat, then how are the best ways I can serve those police forces who do?

    And so I came up with the character of Anna; an magical personality (an feminist) who is behind everything.  She possesses the knowledge of Death and balances it against the knowledge of Worse Than Death.

    An secret personality behind the cerebral knowledge of the computation of fates Death versus Fates Worse Than Death.

    First, Death but Technology.  Second, we're all Dogs.  Third, Anna, who is behind everything.  And measures regularly how much death versus worse than death she felt that day.  Death goes with Technology, right?  Like can we plus (+) those two thoughts together?  There's Death.  But then again, there's technology, right or?  Can I just accept that I care about my technology more than I care about all of those people who have died sometimes; they are just the same, not living.  But I want to go back to the ancestors periodically.  Add an little Asian to my day.  You know like in Mulan?

    Us Westerners don't visit the ancestors often enough.  Except me, maybe.  Since I'm doing it now.

    They aren't saying much (LOL).

    Maybe I will learn to interpret them through the process of an dream one day.

    So what I'm trying to do is introduce an environment in which the main protagonists, an group of dogs, are human-like in expression because they are an metaphor for us humans who are treated like worse than death just because we don't have the technology?  And we make the most of it.  And if Anna is the third character in this play.  Worse than death is the second character.  And Death is the first character.  An entire character.  To represent death.  Like with an personality built out of the memories of these older people who had passed away.  Just within the process of the imagination.

    Happiness was the first emotion I noticed in it.

    Happy that they were finally passed, and all of their worries and problems were over.

    What an strange thought to be felt‽

    And I felt the collective agreement.  To be happy with death was an faith, an fate, an emotion; that came from the place of them still being alive; within the imagination.  And that was, at least, how they were still with us in an way.

    I named this world in which the three characters I had created lived Apotamia.

    Death was the first to appear.  They were walking in an trodden path along the desert.  They could be anywhere—in the instance of an videogame for example—and their reality was not entirely known to them; were they in an movie?  An fiction of play?  An theatrical performance?

    And why Death came first; was what set the whole play in motion.  For it is the primary provocation from which all motivation is extended.  We relate with our own character as far as far from death we have been.  And yet it continues to provoke us.  It is the primary thing provoking us since before we even knew our own awareness.  And then we have to answer back to its character, in the name of All Death.  With the knowledge of the Fate Worse Than Death personified; as an dog in an industrial techno world of gangs, emo thugs, and land-pirates.  Who is the third character but Anna, the third person in their caravan.  They are all talking to one another over the wind but the sand is slipping in their mouths and it's too violent an gale to make any progress in communicating with one another; still, however, they are busy speaking in bursts of louder attempting to communicate with one another despite having to walk their own donkeys.  And how is an dog—well I suppose we were all dogs then—supposed to lead an caravan and walk an donkey three times?

    Then everyone in the caravan realized they were hearing what Death sounds like—advance, there was another parameter: they had heard not Death, not what constitutes what Death sounds like, but what worse than that sounds like.

    They pondered at such an strange thought.

    And recognized that they recognized it.

    And happened upon the thought to realize it.

    They had heard the shortest scream they had ever heard.

    Truly most terrifying.

    And, since I was an third-factor linguist, I needed to have out all of those words connected to the plot line developing into the instance of these three characters in the desert; in the wind and sand.  Yelling at the top of their lungs.  In every attempt, it appeared, to fail.  And yet continuing on as though one had been heard.  What it was.

    The story had developed from being at an distance to Jedi in the urban centres of the population of Earth.  One had realized oneself huddling in the corner, hiding.  And decided to take it all on as an Artist.  And had now realized himself somehow in the conversation between the three characters.  One whom, it appeared to be, was him.

    Well he wasn't dead.  And he wasn't worse than death.  So can you guess?

    Right, he was Anna, the one whom puts everything all together.

    You couldn't really make an character out of death.  It was nothing.  But I was going to try anyway.

    And offer some comparison with what worse than death would look like.

    The three characters were now in the desert winds because of the effort of the Artist, who had realized himself to be nothing like an Jedi; except and only in fantasy.  And so he set out to define what an conversation between these characters would look like.

    With the added criticism that they were all dogs.  Leading their donkeys in the desert.

    It was okay for these animals to have human intelligence and communication because it takes place in the future.

    They were used to leading pack animals through the desert and had done it numerous times before.

    An Dog named Death; the spirit of all creation bringing the stick back to you.

    Such is like the desert in mythology.

    Who would characterize an dog such as this?

    An Dog's relationship with the worse than death.

    An dog is an dog because it has an relationship with the worse than death.

    Anna however represents the wisdom of contemplating on and measuring between these two separate concepts as their own separate characters; if an personality could be derived from the relationship between these three dogs, including such an dog as Anna who would choose it's psychic intelligence as its main and most prominent aspect.  Death as an Dog was just an end to things.  There wasn't any more after that.  They were on an dirt trail now; and they had heard of the man at the centre of civilization who was called the Scorpion.  His political prestige and authority had increased in such grand scale and composure he proved to them the true Good in all of us.

    Scorpion, though, was no dog.

    He didn't know what it was really like for the life of an dog.

    He was just an scorpion, an politician of the New Reciprocal Theory.

    If Death and Worse had something to do with reciprocal theory, then their actions and behaviors would be based on reciprocate needs; which are expressed upon the consciousness in an fairy tale, so that its narrative elements will come clear.  If death spoke to me and I was in an raging sandstorm.

    In the language Anna was creating, which was more sensitive than the most sensitive French teacher, there was an conversation going on but it was only known to the narrator.

    The one who sees what is happening along the road they are travelling.

    This position is usually reserved for God; but an fiction teller or two have been known to take on that role themselves for the sake of the narration.  And so, entering the scene, from the point of view of an human narrator; whose presence is not to be recognized by any of the characters here known to this scene.  Death is shouting; going on about how peaceful it is.  But neither of the other two can hear him.  Then they remember they have the ears of dogs.  Of course they heard him.  It was another reason why they were dogs.  And he was just going on about it like an point of fact.

    They were reasons why they were dogs; and it was just going on and on.  And there would always be more reasons why they were dogs because one of them was the fate worse than death.  An dog without an ounce of comparison for what kind of lives live higher in status.  Having never known anything better than an highway and an fate which is worse than death.  The only reason for going on, as it appeared to her, was to help animate and communicate Anna and the Scorpion; who both had matters outside their privilege of slowly wandering the desert as dogs.  Anna had something to say; she wasn't necessarily about communicating what death is or what it does when it's not the worst thing on your mind.  She was, more importantly, about judging between them.  As what an moral person would do.  She can hear Death's voice and yet she can hear worse than death and it doesn't sound an joy either way.  And she knows which one is louder.  And she's not sure which one makes it worse.

    The narrative, with all of these sudden characters now populating it, began to tick.

    It was about the Jedi, but it was also about the highest attributes of those they were protecting.

    For now, Death.  And Worse.  And an secret Anjhesha bitch, an female dog who would take an snootful of the chemical molecules of the floor between them.  Whose voice was not about the trade of specimens into the offspring of the realm of the dead; nor was it about the worst of the worst things that had ever been reported to have happened (things worse than death).  It was about them somehow making it through the desert winds by keeping close to the oases.  They were travelling to the great city at the centre of the Earth.  The one they knew which all culture had come from.  And they were to be treated respectfully upon entry into their new mesopotamia.

    And Scorpion and an impossible narrator.

    The Jedi story, while at first it appeared to be about fighting crime, was actually about the discovery of this narrative centre.  The centre of civilization on Earth, also known as Scorpion's political territory, where all of the confrontations happened; when these three dogs were to speak here within the political arena in the human and animation of the subject they were about to present:

    "In an important civilization, like the one we are in right now, it is death softens the blow on the hard end that is the fate worse than death.  And form which is most apparent, in the absence of its voice, the absence of the absence of the death figure & voice; the worse than death is an answer back at best; but we can't quite make it out what it is saying at this stage in the development of the story.  It is only in the city our voices can be heard because their common voice keeps out the sand and wind gusts.  Magically.  As if by fiction.  And anything I say like this to die anyway.  Making you feel such an comfortable and warm, generous feeling."

    "My entire character is extracted from the idea that I am second in the sequence; I am the voice of the worse than death character.  One whose own character has been stripped from their body."

    "It slips by without notice.  Only an omen I won't pay attention to," says Anna, "I know you both and I can see you for what ye are."

    "Well, we are in the city now; and we can extract that I have an opinion and something that needs to be said, after all," says Death, "but first we name ourselves.  And we will choose exactly what to name us.  In an proper metropolitan fashion."

    "Then have you name yourselves.  And I will be called Anna.  For I have seen both of you."

    "Name me after your relative," says death to the narrator.

    Death's name, says the narrator, will be not fulfilling at all.  Disappointing.  Death is dis-appointing.

    "And it is Disappointing," says death's evil twin, the Worse Than Death, "then my name is Disappointing too.  And we are both disappointing together, in multiplication of one another."

    "You're going for not exactly nothing; you're right!  You're going for exactly something!"

    "That's how bad it is," said Disappointing 2, "that it's exactly not nothing.  But it isn't much more than nothing."

    The entire narrative framework of what was happening behind the scenes opened up to them in this manner.  We'll call you D1 and D2.  Death-1 and Death-2.  Codename.  Heh.

    And Anna is doing an good job of facilitating their conversation with one another now that they have reached the populous and joined that part of the city of which is in conversation with each other.  But it's also an story about Scorpion.  And the Narrator.  And what they all think, these five characters, in the absence of the Jedi order.  In the absence of an member of the population turned Artistic Rogue for an moment to scribble out his conversation with death and forgiveness.  D1 and D2, if they were going to get to the centre of civilization to have an audience with the king (Scorpion).  They needed both Anna and an narrator with an special conscious focus in order to tell the story correctly, because they weren't real exactly.  They were only pictures of what people would look like if they personified death and it's second lesser known substance in fates worse than dying.  Talking to an calm, iterative narrator who both performed judging between the fates of her other two companions and took the place of narrating the fantasy itself.  As one of those persons having to handle with and deal with the stress of the influence of fates whose whole metaphor had been chosen to be dogs in order to indicate the degree of their presence to which the real humans could judge them for themselves.  Scorpion himself was an human, wasn't he?  Narrative sub-space: there were now conflicting narratives between what was happening to the Jedi outside the Artist's home and what was happening to the non-Jedi characters within his own story of himself deciding between those two characters in line of vision to the king, Scorpion.  Whose presence he desired greatly.  He just had to smoothly transfer.  From existing solely within his own world, in which there were Jedi and cops, and another fictional world in which Death-1, Death-2, Anna, and the Narrator were going to see Scorpion at the centre of the city at the centre of the civilization.

    It occurred to him, the narrator, that that could be anywhere on Earth.

    But the point was they were now out of the desert.  And could hear each other's voices.  As well as the lively shoutouts from all of the townsfolk.  Who wished to share cerebral and urban population central space.  As an community inviting several three dogs as the order of their communication.  That if these cerebral pups (Judaism, Christianity, and the Christianna) had negotiated the barrens outside the known territory of the interior of the centre of civilization having intelligently prevented themselves from lapping up industrial pollutions that could kill them.  They, at least, deserved an voice and an say in how things would go with Scorpion, who would ultimately decide if the juggling of narration between Anna and the Narrator was enough or too much or whatever for him.

    The point was Anna was in conversation with Death-1 and Death-2 and the Narrator, who nonetheless knew something about it, wasn't it?  And they were all going to meet Scorpion by continuing the narrative somehow in the exchange between Anna and the Narrator, who was aware of what was happening to Anna.  Having been joined by Characters representing both Death and Worse she had finally made it to the centre of the metropolis where she could communicate with both its citizens and Scorpion, the ultimate politician.  And, she supposed, if she could make it in good with the Narrator at the same time she could at least be double entendre enough to rival Shakespeare for an while.

    "Death was always about not continuing," said Scorpion, "an voice that, when it produces more of itself, is always less than it had been to begin with.  And so you see the fate worse than death is necessary because if there was not that one initial thing, Death, to provoke you in this Life; then it would not be required to an provocation of death to deal with things that are better than death."

    "Then it is death which initially provokes us; but it is worse than death which initially provokes death," said Death-2, "and this must have to be mercy, then, from our Lord.  Not only do we get to die but we get to worse than die so that we knew what it all meant.  Something which provokes us to live; but not to do worse than live.  An gentle apparatus from an gentle mobile centre of the universe.  The ego formation of reasons not to live but also reasons not to die."

    "We're dogs," said Death-1, "at least that's got to be better than death.  Mere dogs among humans."

    "We're dogs," said Anna, "but I can judge which type of dog between you is the better off.  For we are in the audience of humans now.  And humans have their affairs.  Many several levels of more important than us.  And so if we wish to say anything to Scorpion it must be chosen and performed with quick honesty."

    "We can hear everything you're saying, you dogs," said an gentry-man who was leaning out of his window above the centre street of their passage along the Theatre of Civilization's Core.  They were in an large market-wide avenue blocked off from cars.  Surrounded by bakeries and luxurious service industries.  And the apartments above them, which reached up into the sky.  The three dogs made their center passage along through this strange shopping and residential district of the city.  Until they came upon an fountain which they entered promptly in order to cool off.

    "I think we're on the area chat for the city," said Anna, "anything you say they can hear.  Anything we say they can hear."

    "And I can hear you directly," said Scorpion.

    "Then we are in your audience," said Anna, "but listen softly for what they have to say.  Dogs who know more about death than perhaps we are comfortable; but to be possessed also of the knowledge of fates worse than death, which explains the demeanor and character of so many sporting breeds."

    "I've already said everything as good as everything I will say," said Death-1, "and everything will be in addition to an nothing, which is always less than nothing because that's what it is."

    "And I'm sure you've already heard me speak," said Death-2, "representing the Author's current fantasy about what an character resolved around worse than death could quite mean."

    "Listen now you two," said Anna, "find the English words for these phrases.  Nothing becoming Empty; an paradox, an reversal or specifically Not Nothing.  These are both two ways of looking at Life.  I am the influence of the subject who is neither dead reanimated nor is worse-than-death to disambiguate but have experienced both ends of life; and am returned now to you as the subject aware of their own relationship with death and worse-than-death.  And we are all dogs before you now."

    "Not just dogs," said an human woman, "but dogs of intelligent psyche whom have begun to communicate to us."

    "That's worse," said Anna.

    "It's not that bad," said Death-1, "we could after all be dead."

    "But you are dead," said Death-2, "and that's worse than if you were alive.  Like me.  Just think!  What an alarming and disturbing thought just as I am worse!"

    "It's more that we're smart enough between the two of you," said Anna, "to show everybody how to live an morally righteous and retroactive lifestyle.  You just play the role of Death-1 or Death-2, and I'll tell everyone how it is important politically to know what both death and worse than death are talking about.  Which justifies the reasons for acting like these even though we are dogs."

    The Narrator, who was filming the scene expertly by some precise art, showed how the dogs eventually came up to Scorpion's attention in the long procession of the line toward him having eventually come to meet him like he was an Lord and they were offering an tribute to him.

    His presence was most spectacular as he wore an golden robe with elegant writing embroidered into its silk cuffs.  Of an color enhancing and complementary to the gold, so that he appeared to be godly; or at most, above God in manner and boastfulness.

    They walked toward him on an concentric plate of his design and fashion.

    Suddenly the most visible party in the high noon; an party at the centre of civilization in fashion.

    They were dogs.

    They had spiked collars.  What more could you expect?

    But being so visible in this manner; and to have come up to meet his most highness himself, Scorpion.  They provocatively barked at him in greeting and recognition, lowering themselves onto their front paws to play.

    Death growled at Scorpion.

    "Yes we.  Lesser Dogs.  We non-human beings," said Anna, "we come before you in right-hearted supplication for our story of how we came to be before you after coming from the desert.  Is an humble and honest projection of our power, which scales in quantities of your power by several exponentials in your favor."

    "Such an simple dog-less task, to be an dog," said Death-1.

    "We are more than hearing," said Death-2.

    "Your real application," said Anna, "was to present an example to the republic.  If there can be an character based on death; we all know instinctively what that character looks like.  But to act like an dog.  For this may be the only Final Resting Place of all humans.  To be dogs, themselves.  Finally.  One day.  Just dead dogs themselves."

    "Hardly anything more than an breath from life," said Death-2.  The intensely more creepy of Anna's two canine companions.

    "We know what your voices sound like because you will tell them to us," said Anna, "that is how we will gain credit in the capital.  In front of this populous; in front of this Scorpion.  Imagine our power doubled or tripled or quantified using mathematics we know not the sort of.  Being dogs we are fiercely under-privileged citizens who only eat what's messy and faulty about the meat industry put into cans.  And nobody cares the like to pay attention to us as if we had anything smart to say."

    "Hail, you three dogs," says Scorpion, "there is an place for you within my political paradigm as well!  There is an place for everyone!"

    They are in his throne room, which is electronic and metallic all over.  With such careful positioning of off-gold slats in the walls, similar to some of the power of amplitude signals jutting from the back of his throne.  An black scorpion reflected off-gold because that was in the nature of its tint.

    "We are just three dogs from the republic," said Anna, "and there is nothing special about us."

    "But you say and you speak as humans do," said Scorpion.

    "It is true.  But we are only the pining voices for death; and its provocation as an worse than death as an answer to why death is clumsy, maybe.  God wants us to be provoked in life by the fact of death; but following its steady bi-pronged phase in the realization of the possibility of having worse than mortality; its steady dupli-corn.  In the human personality to provoke both life with death and not life with worse than death.  But as an dog.  Only an mere dog.  With no virtues or moral values.  Just an dawg, at heart."

    "Then speak to us of these no virtues or moral values then," said Scorpion, "for such mere dogs and together to party as companions explain it hence; why have you come here to party together among us?"

    "I have an message for you," said Anna.

    "For me?" said Scorpion.

    "By explaining death as an metaphor for character as it would be seen by an dog; an mere vessel."

    "Just like we were all dogs, Madame," said Death-1, "all of us dyin'.  Just like we were dogs.  That's how the police see their own lives being taken sometimes."

    If life could be provoked with death; then death could be provoked with worse than death.  In order to bring about an more fully developed core intelligence.  The moral integration systems of an human.  Someone who would negotiate between death and worse than death.  Like an dog.  To bring about an moral conclusion.

    Anna was held to be more human-like; because she had this instinctual integration system to guide the human intelligence through its death-drive and post– death-drive status.  Just the average intelligence of an calm, human individual.  But as an dog who could present an theory and an argument.  However nothing like the human.  And we frequently and repeatedly behaved this way about our police force.  Police were seen to empathize with the idea of being called an dog because that's what it felt like to learn one's place in the world for them.  

    It made perfect sense to narrate death, and worse than death, and the human as dogs.  This is what they appeared they now are.  Just pawns, maybe.  Or meant to provoke an reaction, an response.  For we all knew death like we were dogs for knowing.  And we all knew worse like we weren't trying.  And we all appeared to us as dogs at some point because we might as well be thought of as dogs in this life.  Just ready to accept whatever fate it happens to land them in.  Like it was even within the question that he or she would be able to do something about it.

    "And why wouldn't we animate death in the form of an dog, then?" questioned Death-1.

    "And why not try to provoke the idea of death itself then, in the human realization as an conflict to be with worse than death over again over this; in order to round off the human character.  So that it will be in development the most advanced intelligence of species dreamed thereof to-date.  By having to negotiate between moral fates which were, resignedly, death and worse they would have the best chance at developing the most moral character of personality that had ever been known to the cosmos," said Death-2.

    "And while you're at it," said Scorpion, "I think we'll have Anna here explain why both the instinct toward death and the instinct away from worse than death are the same thing; which creates an moral dilemma which will have to be acted upon.  One senses there is an reason and an purpose for death; just like there is an reason and purpose for anything.  And since death is an reason and an purpose above worse than death in the moral presidings of the universe, one has to make an decision about who one were, so to speak, in an moralistic universe.  Which accounts for there being an third character: Anna.  An real character who was not the personification of something that is usually left uninterpreted such as the death and worse than death categories of the universe.  She is the only believable dog of the three of you because she is actually self-aware of herself needing to measure and judge between fates worse than death with the ones that aren't necessarily of that factor of being worse than death, so to speak.  She becomes human by needing to explain oneself beyond the value of dying; but yet to need to explain herself both infinitely beyond the value of dying and worse than dying altogether.  So that they had no value.  Or little.  Or less.  But only in comparison to each other.  She was the only believable dawg because she was not only the personification of death or its twin.  But both.  How beautiful.  Most exquisite.  An actual human person?  Or human-like personality?  An dog who can perceive to the distinction between them?  Death, something that Hounds them.  Worse Than Death something which whores them over.  An dog who considers death and all its problems and implications.  But also what would be worse than that.  To live in extreme pain or discomfort.  And is not without the problem or consideration of one's confrontation with reality to be worth dying; or to be worth more.  If one confronts reality head-on, then really all it is is an moral confrontation with the facticity of both categories death and worse-than-dying.  How you will proceed not to be dead without falling into that uncertain fate of having worse than death done to you."

    "If I am the combination of thinking (character and personality characteristics) about Death-1 and Death-2;" said Anna, "then I am more human-like than either of them because I had considered perfectly both instances.  And realized myself as subject to them both at once.  The instance of an death.  The instance of an worse than death.  Okay‽  Now everything is on the Table.  What are you gonna' do‽"

    "And yet you are more human-like than the humans themselves because they really are more like dogs.  It's wonderful.  It's enchanting.  But tell us about how the dogs—indeed the underdogs themselves—manage to rise up and show an picture of who we are as people treating other humans like dogs.  Except you are dogs.  So that's as far as the example can take us," said Scorpion.

    "Dogs are better than humans now, it will be said," said Death-2, "because we can correctly show our homework on the correct definition of the difference between death and worse than dying."

    "You mean I can correctly show my homework—" said Anna, "it's an two stage process.  You consider what it would be like if you died.  Or someone you love.  And then you consider what it would be like if worse than that happened; and hence being able to be thankful and grateful for the life you have you learn the real value of death: to see what you are losing before once you are not it until after you are it.  It takes an moral decision about the universe to decide how best to avoid death or other, worse fates because making distance away from one often leads to proximity to the other.  You can't die but you have to live.  The primary motivation because if you do nothing, you cannot necessarily avoid worse than death.  And yet if you do something you need to base your decision in it how much better than death you can be.  And we must always centre around those polar opposites as moral subjects in an morally guided universe."

    "But how are you better off if you're not dead?" said Scorpion, "you're dogs.  You'll die like the thousands of them."

    "We will give you the secret to our consciousness," said Anna, "that even though we are dogs, we know the primal distinction between what is dead and what is worse than dead.  That's why we follow humans, isn't it?  But some of them don't know how to prevent the fate worse than death: is that okay?  —Can we help them somehow?  Can we help master?  —they are such be-dazzlin' creatures after all—they deserve to be informed about the consequences of worse than death."

    "But humans have forgotten the distinction, unfortunately," said Death-1.

    "They may have forgotten the distinction," said Death-2.

    "But we are just dogs.  We'll have to show them then," said Death-1, "you can die.  But you can worse than die, you wretched lot!  It would be better for you to hear my voice than ever to have heard Death-2's.  For when you hear him and you know what it is he means.  What he's referring to.  It's just.  It's too cold to think an human would ever be capable of it.  But they are.  And they have now, some of them, forgotten about what is worse than death.  Chalk that up to Christianity for forgetting there were other worse fates than the death of their messiah.  But we're dogs, then.  Chaps.  We can wrastle this out between us then and make an good impression so that they know.  But will they listen to us?  Or forget about us, just because we are dogs‽"

    "It seems clear most of humanity will not listen to us; that's why they are grappling with the fate worse than death.  For if they ever truly listen to the wisdom of the dogs.  They'd see that psychological bent which is in adjustment to there being an fate worse than death; an actual species that will react to the fate worse than death in an manner meant to highlight on its lack of smarts.  If lack of smarts is intended sarcastically; to deflect or to make immune to said over-sophisticated complication.  We will play dumb.  Because that is the only smart thing to do," said Death-2, "but we act ourselves, in part, because to be an dog is to live an fate worse than death in some ways.  Even in the way humans won't look at us for leadership."

    "Let us not forget!  We're dogs because we will take into account both destinations.  We are an whole species that will distinguish between the two types of fate and decide on an certain method of interaction with them.  An moral distinction.  And if humans can't act like that anymore because they've forgotten what it means to be worse than dead.  Then how can they make the moral decision?  That somehow, in all the height of their intelligence, they forgot one of the most basic aspects of the universe.  Thinking themselves immune from it or beyond it altogether.  —If I'm not dead.  Then I'm doing okay!—which isn't true in every case!" said Death-1.

    "Then think of us as agents of your consideration," said Anna, "whom appear among you.  Your republic.  And we inspired-ly want to have our own voice and opinion among the crowd.  Even though we are dogs.  Won't you most pleasing-ly accept us into your public as persons who can hold up an own reciprocate self among other reciprocate selves who are political and are powerful?"

    "We would think it an great honor," said Scorpion, "to include yourselves among us.  And should you wish to come up with an representative agent as I have, as an human represented by an scorpion.  Then it may also be-speak of you and your successes at getting your point across.  If you want to hold up an New Reciprocate Identity that means it involves commands.  Commands about what you are; who you are.  And who are these other people among you; selves.  In order to hold up an residual new command reciprocity (an feasible identity based on command-interaction where one person's command or demand is communicated to the other; and since the other is participating in an reciprocate command scenario their own demands or commands matter also).  And so the identity is communicated through the medium of political commands.  These orders we give to one another that express our individuality and, maybe, 'other'-dividuality.  Who we see ourselves to be to one another.  The new reciprocal theory states that identity is based on what we order each other to do.  And so we can order each other to be an particular type of character around one another.  And this reinforces our identity as an person who consciously gives commands and orders to other people in exchange for their orders, demands, commands, whatever.  Because once we can agree on whom one another were, exactly; in what kind of fantasy universe or so on.  We could agree on the terms of our individual character types interacting with one another.  By continuing to roleplay the character types of our choosing interacting with one another's character types by giving one another commands; that could be funny, or fictional.  You know, to help reinforce the character archetypes they were playing with one another.  And as soon as you have introduced play as an element then I think we can agree this is politically advantageous for both parties.  And all relationships really are based on those conscious or sub-conscious identities we give one another as willing participants in their story.  At the surface of this investigative phenomena, or emerging to the surface, is the (aware, conscious) exchange of reciprocate commands.  When we exchange commands or orders to one another, we award ourselves; because we realize that is top-notch or top-functioning communication.  To be able to communicate orders.  (Because it takes complicated language and sophistication to do so).  (Success in the field of communication of demands is an central aspect of English the language Itself).  It was an language designed to help people communicate their demands; and expected that kind of character sophistication from its speakers.  People able to decide what their order to one another may or may not be.  In theory, I support or promote your reciprocate identity by giving you orders and you giving me orders.  And it's not necessarily messy or weird.  We can roleplay our chosen fantasy character to one another by brainstorming the demands that they would give to one another.  The new reciprocate theory states the exchange of reciprocate commands is the basis of action and behavior.  And it is more normal or natural an human relationship to be in one where demands become the subject once in an while.  The unique ability to roleplay our demands of one another is derived, possibly, from cognitive archetypes and brain chemistry.  We self-identify with an fantasy roleplaying archetype because that's how we see ourselves (or that's how ourselves see ourselves).  Fantasy archetypes may be born into the subject; and may be connected to its cognitive line of abilities related to genetics.  And we experience these fantasy archetype subjects across all distinctions of geographic class, race, ethnicity, gender, sexuality, and other identity subjects etc.; and the more we realize they are actually built into the structure of our brains the more we may start to realize that those particular types of character are what we are.  And so what would we be if we didn't act out our roleplaying character archetype?  We not only rely on these cognitive types for survival, but we find ourselves surrounded by them in day to day activities.  And if it is ever discovered that these attributes we have are based in cognitive memory space or chemical structure they will still matter as components of the mind.  Indeed, that is what logically classifies them as archetypes, possibly.  That they take up both physical and mental (imaginary) space.  Which somehow correspond with the individual's inspiration, or character inspiration, and each other in the brain.  Therefore you are right to roleplay your characters as dogs if you can give an logical demand in the style and fashion of the New Reciprocity by making those demands cross-species-wise (You'll have to.  We are all humans.).   As long as we may too give you our demands; those demands we have for you in exchange for the ones you have for us.  And this is the manner of the republic, should you wish to speak on the subject of your demands from it."

    "Our demands from it‽  Well you get right to the point, don't you?" said the dogs (They were now being examined under an group category by the humans).  (And so they all had to agree with one another what was happening and what this was without reading each other's minds).

    "We're.  Dogs," said Anna.

    "—try another starting point," interrupted Death-1.

    "We're three dogs.  Three dogs.  All of us," said Anna, and she looked expectantly at Death-2, but he had no answer for her, so she looked an gully (gullible), "and since there are three of us.  We demand that you understand each one of us individually and not as an group so much because we have different ideas and opinions.  Each one of us.  And we are not understood all to believe the same thing."

    "Fair enough," said Scorpion, "—do you have Battle Combat Mode?"

    "Battle combat‽  Well.  Let's see—do we have battle combat?—we're just dogs."

    "Then you don't have Battle Combat Mode?" said Scorpion.

    "Well we prefer not to," said Death-2, "but we can do some damage if we need to.  Our teeth.  Powerful jaws.  You know the lunge."

    "Okay.  Well that's.  Something.  At least," said Scorpion ready to try another angle.

    "What exactly is your goal with us?" said Anna.

    "My goal with you?" said Scorpion, "—my goal with you is that you articulate an comprehensive attitude about your demands for the republic.  Even though you are dogs we know you can speak in such an complicated way already.  But what I'm looking for exactly is what you demand from us so that we can properly address the issue of how you can relate to our characters.  We need to know more of who you are so that we can understand what you need and what you don't."

    "Wow, you are such gentle creatures, you human beings," said Death-2.

    "Come again?  Is that an order?" said Scorpion.

    "What do you mean?" said Death-2.

    "If you say I am such an gentle creature, are you ordering me to be that gentle creature?  Or is that just an generic description?"

    "An generic description‽  Why, let me think upon this term," said Death-2, "I am describing you in order to say who you are.  I'm not giving you an order to be that person.  You already are."

    "I already am an gentle creature?" said Scorpion.

    "Yea‽  Why?—"

    "So you're not ordering me to be already an gentle creature?"

    "No, why would I do that?"

    "I'm just making this clear for clarity's sake."

    "But if I was going to order you to be something," said Death-2, "it would be to be most extenuating upon language with us until we learn the secrets of the republic in order to use them toward our advantage."

    "And our encouragement that should you choose to be precise with how you want us to treat you; until then here's ours.  We want you to treat us like neighbours.  You know, people who live around the same common area.  Only we populate the entire surface of the planet.  So you can't treat us like we're only locals.  You can't treat anybody like they were only locals.  Anymore."

    "Yeah.  So like, you're not locals?" said Anna.

    They all virtually sat upon pillows together to talk from this point forward.  It didn't matter if they were in the street.  Or in their homes.  Or in the palace.  For the first time, one of the dogs had begun to refer to the public.  Which was exactly what Scorpion wanted.

    "Well not exactly.  You see.  Our human technology has grown to such an extent that there are practically people abroad everywhere all of the time.  And so we also feel this pull toward an global citizenship status."

    "I see," said Death-1, "so there's not an infinite amount of space populated by humans and we do in fact live on an planet that isn't flat that will probably end one day."

    "Yeah.  And it means sentimental things to have global citizenship status.  We are all inhabitants of Earth.  Therefore we are all the same in special ways," said Scorpion.

    "Thank you for making us feel, then," said Anna, "that we we are part of that global citizenship.  The global citizenship of dogs is born.  How about that—"

    "Well.  There are specific meanings we would attach to the word 'citizen' but you'll have ample time to learn most of them, I'm sure.  The basic gist of it is that since you have personhood, which we've confirmed here today, you count among us persons as an classification of both persons and dogs; but which we are not part of the party labeled as dogs also."

    "So we're dogs.  But we're persons.  But you're not dogs."

    "Exactly."

    "Are we Jedi?  I mean; can dogs be Jedi?" said Death-1.

    "We have known never an dog to be an Jedi," said Scorpion, "however there are other species than humans who are Jedi and so should that become the case we would welcome it."

    "Awesome!" said Death-1.

    "I think I know how we can help you," said Anna, "though we are only dogs—"

    "—My Dear—" said Scorpion, "don't you know you have already helped us?"

    "I'm not even sure if you understand my name," said Anna.

    "You're just dogs.  You see.  Any forgetting canine.  But any human can relate to that because we've all spent time on this as an person."

    "You mean you can empathize for yourselves using dog as an metaphor of self."

    "Well not just that exactly, you see.  Dog is man's best friend.  But.  Man is dog's best friend too.  We like you because you distinguish yourselves individually; just like humans do.  Individualism is an key component of the human.  And if you can learn to keep up your own individualism even within the company of ourselves may it serve you always."

    "I knew it," said Death-1, "we're an hit!"

    "I'm not exactly clear on what my role is," said Death-2, "are we meant to personify death and worse because we are dogs or are we dogs because we were meant not to personify things?"

    "You are meant, I think, to count yourselves as one political unit and use your charisma and bravery to get what you want in the human world.  If you can adequately keep up self-identification with the fact that you are selves, by human standards, then may you communicate across that medium what we should go do with ourselves as much as what you should go do with yourselves," said Scorpion, "I think that as selves we are meant to tell one another what we need and want from each other.  But you can do it as an political unit.  Your trio of English-speaking dogs.  And we will respond in kind, with our own political units.  Mine can be the first one.  Welcome to our City; we are happy to have you here."

    "Thank you," said Anna, "and can I say.  We feel most welcome to citizenship within your republic.  But being an metaphor for how humans aren't doing well under the terms and conditions of the universal republic: the possibility of death, and what's worse the worse than death.  It puts us is an awkward position you might see."

    "But we trust and honor dogs.  They are like our kin.  We would never do anything dishonorable to them.  Like making them the example of how humans are going wrong," said Scorpion.

    "Good then.  And call us each masters of our own discipline.  You know the drill.  Worse than death contrasts with death.  The judgment between both perspectives contrasts with worse than death contrasting with death.  It's an simple, elegant system.  Each one of our personalities is based on an subject and they are each different subjects."

    "Humans can have fates worse than death too, you know," said Death-1.

    "That's what we were afraid of," said Scorpion.

    "And not just everyone who dies is suddenly like an dog.  We remember them in most respectful ways."

    "Okay the metaphor that we are dogs is supposed to apply to us humans but I'm sensing you are edging into conflict and disagreement around the subject because you find it disrespectful," said Scorpion, "it's not that we see you as dogs.  It's.  Well.  That we see ourselves as us seeing you as dogs.  Seeing ourselves as yourselves seeing yourselves as dogs."

    "And I'm supposed to understand that?  Because I'm an dog‽" said Anna.

    "Well you're supposed to understand it as how we see it," said Scorpion, "we do not see you as only dogs but as beings whose intelligence relies on the human which encapsulates both halves of the principle.  You are you, yourselves.  But you're also us; because our own intelligence is part of you now.  We need to perceive ourselves as intelligent minds who could lap an dog's experience of intelligence.  Therefore you are you but only because of us; and we are you being ourselves because the point is dogs don't get that much in life.  And that's just how it is seen as.  When we talk about ourselves not getting what we want in life we talk about ourselves as dogs because they most resemble the life without perks to us.  Especially you guys."

    He paused and had an spontaneous laugh.

    "—Especially you guys!" he said, "you're the definition of an dog's existence from our perspective!  Why really.  Death and the Worse Than Death syndrome?  And an feasible personality Anna who decides between them (as an example of morally conscious-ness)?  You are the worst dogs that it is possible to become!"

    "An dog with an fate as death," said Death-1, "what is as such an dog is dogs."

    "Or an dog with an worse fate," said Death-2, "one as worse as is dogs."

    "Come together.  Come together now," said Anna, "we need not resort to accepting such an fate.  As long as we are in the company of humans we want more for ourselves from you other than our own death or our own worse than death.  Or our own endless display of deciding which one we would prefer.  In my own character I combine the ideas of being aware of death with being aware of worse than death all of the time.  It's just that it's an human subject to have an personality that speaks English with the mild sophistication of being able to distinguish death from worse than death.  And so I am the most human one of us dogs.  And you two are only an example of what an human can't be: an human cannot be only death or only worse than death and so one must choose between them.  This is the most human characteristic I can identify in my personality.  As an human; as an dog.  I can choose which is worse.  Death or worse than death.  And when.  And how to avoid either of them when the time comes.  This is how my personality is recognizably similar to an fictional human's."

    "But the point is that we keep it recognizably similar to an fictional human because we want to fictionalize the possibility of an human being becoming an dog.  As much as possible.  So it won't happen to them.  And we don't necessarily care that you are dogs.  Because you are dogs," said Scorpion, "and we would not share that same fate then."

    "But we would not share that same fate then too," said Anna, "we don't have to be just death or worse than death because we're dogs.  We can have fashion and luxury too.  And so then that will be the principle of my orders to you.  You see, we're not like other dogs.  We demand more in our lives than just death and dying and what is this, worse‽  And we demand that the humans will help us to live not the lives of an dog.  Always having to negotiate with life and death and worse.  And we demand we be given distinct status not to be your metaphor for yourselves.  Dogs.  But to be our own kind of person and dogs; dogs with an kind of sophistication.  Luxury.  To be without considerations (care) for whether an situation is worse than death or not; it pretends to be an kind of sophistication without flaw.  And yet we know the difference as individualists who can always, unlike an dog, decide beforehand whether something is going to the dogs.  Dogs demand humans share their power with us."

    "Then we will want, perhaps in retaliation," said Scorpion, "that you accept yourselves as our metaphor for ourselves because that's as good as it's going to get around humans, ya hear‽"

    "But that's not good enough for us," said Death-1, "we're not just dogs anymore.  We're your metaphors for how you explain the good life and what to do about avoiding anything which would set cause against it.  You're making us into your bitches so that you can pretend you have control over the fates death and worse than death; to give yourself an sense of power in an chaotic world which would otherwise defeat you.  You're using us too much by making us out to be like an drawn-out life which has no joy in it.  Do you know what that means to an dog‽  It means that it's not even an dog anymore to be of such qualities.  For joy is our most central and precious virtue.  If you humans say things are going to the dogs then it directly implies we are your lessers.  But in an sophisticated and humanly intelligent way of never having anything better in Life than an endless toss-up between things dying when they don't want to and things not dying when they do want to.  You're making us into canned mutton, so to speak, by marking out the perimeters of our worldly experience and reciprocating with them, intentionally.  So that we can't be anything other than that art which would make dogs into human beings' lessers—that's how much we love you like—by taking away from them those living rights which belong to all species."

    "But the point is we, too," said Scorpion, "experience those phenomena to an certain extent among our communities.  Humans are not just flawless beings who have been of an godly intelligence since the Middle Ages; we are susceptible to death and worse than death.  And we give dogs this honor of sharing these fates with us by marking them out to be as us, dogs.  Creatures with ever an more fictionally burdensome task of being made aware of how bad it is for them.  Creatures who could feel like humans do, in some capacity, because they recognize that's what they are by how they have been treated.  And it is not an human intention to discriminate against dogs.  Dogs could help us understand the death and the worse than death because they just understood, intuitively, those categories; even if their human masters didn't."

    "But you do discriminate against dogs," said Death-2, "by saying we are the standard of badness from which all humans draw comparison."

    "We only draw the parallel between us because you, well, you have seen yourselves‽  I mean you do roll in shit," said Scorpion.

    "But we don't roll in shit because we are another breed; and we have more intelligence like humans do."

    "Well, then.  If you will represent yourselves in the matter as an group.  An political organization.  An unit," said Scorpion.

    "This is exactly what we wanted."

    "Good," said Scorpion, "it will be most convenient for us to share reciprocate commands then, as reciprocate figures of political units.  Are you now tapping into our structure?"

    "I think so," said Death-1, "you are saying there are individual political units among yourselves, all humans, as well; and you wish to shift into auxiliary behavior in order to interact with us in smaller units of political representation."

    "That's right."

    At this point they agreed among themselves that the point was to represent the fact that all cops (whom will one day be Jedi) live an dog's life and deserve respect because they live an dog's life.  To protect us folks who will never be Jedi one day.  But must always remain separate from them for we don't have the same expertise.  And are not able to make the same choices.  Almost as if we were in fact part of different but separate religions.  And could not consider ourselves otherwise out of respect for the police force.

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