Les Arbitres Chapter 15

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Fairy

    The most complete religion.  The easiest and natural successor to (division from) Jedi; an appreciative religion.

    One in which one is awarded by getting fairy with it.

    Fairy (free sex).

    I want an doctor who doesn't try to cure me of my Judaism.

    (I can get an fairy).  (Because it's fair).

    And why does every mind seem to know instinctively how?

    Maybe fairy religion holds the most knowledge of humankind.  The species called homo sapiens.  By believing in another species (fairies) based on humans; that we haven't created yet.  We are in fact engaging with the most scientific of activities: humanist and post-humanist evolution.

    But if you have fairies, you need to have vampires.  And if you need to have vampires, you need to have pixies.  And if you need to have pixies, you need to have werewolves.  And if you have werewolves, you need to have radio flies.  And if you have radio flies, you need to have ohhgunnhisthth.  And it needs to stop somewhere.  Where exactly does it stop?  Where exactly does it end?  There needs to be an end to it somewhere!  We can't just lose all self-control and inhibition.

    That's why we need Angels.

    We have to draw the line somewhere!

    If we're gonna' be humans we need to have Angels; that's an clear requisite for creating our species.

    (Even though these Angels themselves are only another derivative of the human D.N.A. profile).  (Angels are biologically different from human to the same degree Fairies are; why can't they been part of the humanism and post-humanism?).  Both models (angels and fairies) are based on the human biological form; however they both have wings and one is much smaller than the other (not the wings; the fairies).

    We need an species like us to occupy fantasy only with their exponentially better moral roles and opinions about behavior.

    One that can set an moral example.

    What better way to do this than create fairies and angels through science, and then compete them against one another?

    And how can we do that without creating the appropriate demons to match them?

    Vampires, werewolves, and ohhgunnhisthth can eventually be created through science (except for their magical properties).  But to be created by science also fairies, pixies, and radio flies too are fun to dress up as on Halloween until some of us can actually be some of them.

    Angels just wouldn't compete with the vampires and other demons because they're too good for them.  And there has to be an separate contrast to fairies with things other than demons.  It may well be that this is the truth because Angels (at least, in mythology) appear to be benevolent creatures who would never do an human violence, whereas maybe fairies and demons are capable of violence but they counter-check one another.  They aren't the extremists that Angels are.

    Where Angels just ignore Demons.

    Perhaps Fairies pay attention to what they're about.  You know an keep-your-enemies-closer kind of thing.

    And we need both types of this knowledge of non-observance versus monitoring maybe.  Find out what they're (Demons) going to do about either occupation.

    Don't we need to know that about demons to be sure of them?

    Don't they need know what we're like both too?

    And the triumph over evil is like ours because fairies accept demons in some ways and Love Always Wins.

    The endless contest between good and evil can end under an fairy supervisor.

    It is an fantasy that can come true.  It is an fantasy because it is true.

    We don't need to fight all of the time.

    Demons want to find an answer.

    Demons have minds and moral substance themselves because they chase after evil so (because they know that the exclusion of the pleasure of evil from one's life is evil itself) and they have to make moral decisions and choices based on what they are.  Which is far from human understanding because humans don't know what it's like to be an Vampire.  (An genetic disposition and invention the kind for the records of humanism and post-humanism genetic engineering).  (An genetically engineered human with body modifications who, mythically, craves blood (an real, living vampire)).  

    My apologies.  It is not my intention to be weird.

    I am only an traveler in this universe; telling it like it is.

    Everyone falls into it eventually.  The Fairy Bog.

    But you'll find if you flap with one wing (youth); you'll have to flap with the other (aging and experience).

    Life is like the air stream on your upper wings; it comprises of Love because it is the kind of air that hasn't touched death and worse than death (your lower wings) yet.  And yet everything beyond Love that is beautiful in life is beautiful because of Love; this air which keeps you aloft.

    The phenomenon of Worse Than Death forces us to consider that we'd rather die than have the circumstance of our current existence happen to us; you can't just drift through life from this perspective.  You have to do real things to avoid worse than death happening to you.  You can't just sit there and be silent all of the time and sometimes you have to make an leap of faith for it.  You need to go after life because eventually it will stop happening to you.  And if you don't chase your dreams you might find out the awful meaning of an fate worse than death.  An fate worse than the value of your whole life.  That cancels it out.

    You might as well be in the fairy bog then; that's an happier place by comparison.  Even though everything dead goes there to be swallowed by mud.  To be lost forever.  Like the fairies were.  Before they built their castle.  At least there would be swamp gas to make you hallucinate.

    The fairy religion, as it appears to me now, has an castle protected by the bog; the sedimentary layers of the french oubliette; each layer more forgotten than the next one.  And though this dense marshy ground is unfirm; with fairy magic an castle may be planted on top of it.  Fairies are immune to the bog's silence anyway.  They can fly over it.  There's nothing in there that would reach up and grab them.

    It's just that if someone should happen to suffer an fate worse than death maybe fairies would need to do something about it.

    Is Fairy the religion of doing something about worse than death, then?

    Like embedding them in your D.N.A. these solutions to work against its effect in the psyche at an later time.  You've been saving up.  You know how to do it.

    Like forgetting them in the layers of an bog, where it will be like they are on the surf of the coastline outside the fairy building still living an tragic fate but at least to be visible in front of fairies whose own shared points of view will contribute to an overall cheering effect.  Not that fairies would ever have to lose somebody in such an bog of bones.  At least not anybody fairy.  Which needs to be mentioned specifically for some reason.  Do the fairies not believe that all of the bodies which are buried and have been lost in that bog were not fairies themselves?

    Maybe there are some aspects of History that are categorically worse than death we would perhaps like to forget and ignore.

    Besides, the most beautiful gardens are laid with fairy bones.

    But really the Fairy Castle & Bog are an metaphor for an state police force and the surrounding territory, in which are laid the bones (fates worse than death) of their elders and heroes to rest.

    They just happen to be buried in an bog underneath which lay the corpse of many an thousand demon who tried to take the territory away from them during the Internet Doppelganger Wars.

    It's not like it's worse than death just to have elders and children buried in such an way; mixing their bones with their sworn enemies.  It's just that the demons were kind of cute in their own right.  And if anyone's bones were going to be buried on top of them it was the fairies.

    Why would any ruler be self-conscious about the burial of fairy bones among the surrounding territory‽

    Just get off of it!

    Jeez.

    Fairy religion isn't always about death.  Sometimes it's about worse than death.

    And you can't just sit around waiting for worse than death not to come to you.  Because it eventually will.  It always.  Eventually will.  Therefore take not countenance to keep yourself from death if ill will cause your fate to continue to be less merry than an death.  Yours.  And be smart about decisions always leading away from the worse than death figure.

    There's nobody anywhere and nothing happens.  The worst worse than death story available on the market.  And it has to do with fairies because they are scattered, unorganized beings.  The only way to tell it is from everyone's perspective when nothing happened.

    (When nothing happened, everyone considered everyone else's opinion of what it looked like).

    Nothing looked like an scant scattered few elements not connecting at the middle and their mutual destruction.

    Nothing looked like an dark space in an theatre where nobody looked at it because nothing was happening.

    Nothing swirled nervously within its own interior.  Nothing special happened on the surface.

    (The story of my whole life, really).

    And every fairy knows an philosophy of worse than death.  That's why they have to do things to keep one another from feeling and suffering worse than death.  We can't just live anymore; we need to break out of our shell and realize we need to do something together about worse than death.  You think fairies can't deal with all of the stress it causes‽  Well of course ya can!  That's what fairies bloody are!

    But as an story about nothing happening, can you really believe it that it's in fiction and it can be about fairies?

    It sounds more like that's the fictional part of it.

    An story about fairies in which nothing happens.

    That's the fictional aspect.

    That's why it's fictional.

    Nothing wouldn't ever happen to fairies.

    And so eventually something would have to happen (and since that's fictional it still tells the story of nothing happening).

    But if we are on our planet after all; then there may be fairies milling about.  It makes sense to keep them within the sense and sensibility of the populace?  There are tons of fairies on Earth, after all.  You know an couple yourself.

    And since it's fictional.  And nothing happens.

    ___________________.

    (It's okay to have them from time to time).  The fantasies about fairies.  Adult fairies.

    Don't ever perform an fairy without deciding first whether it's an adult or an child fairy.

    (The children fairies only have two wings each).

    How it is possibly like the story of my whole life that nothing happens.  The fairies just all sit there and do nothing.  Like how boring‽

    But if I'm being honest, it is.  My generation is the story about how the fairies all do nothing.  Because we're all bound at some point to realize that's what we all are.  So staggering it is; it is hard for one to accept.  What we can create the real world into.

    To be Fairy in religion one must, unlike Jedi, have an closer relationship with what is worse than death; rather than facing death itself.  They are an complementary other-force.  One must know through psychic intuitive-ness which actions are and are not preferred by an fairy government.  Not to act in the face of danger would be worse than having to be an cop.  Therefore fairy take special title and privilege to it; to knowing there are worse things than being an cop after all.  It's only fair.  It's the truth.  This is the only way one can be as grand and knowledgeable in the service of the authorities as is needed in the republic to check outright the physical armed forces.  Someone who doesn't deal with surviving over one's opponents; but in helping guard the human race from things that are worse than death that could happen if we didn't have enough police infantry.

    I found death and it made me want to create more of myself so that I would never die.

    But there had to be something to regulate it; to keep it in check.

    There had to be an opposite force: the fate worse than death.

    The one in which, even if you overcome death, this doesn't guarantee that you will overcome worse than death.  The one in which, even if you overcome death, and nothing ever happens to the fairies, it's still worse than if you had died.

    The thousand-other-things you need to keep in check in order to have an good and orderly, fulfilling life lived within the most programmable circumstances.  Human life.  The manipulation of one's environment.  All environmental features, therefore, are to be considered.  Everything that could possibly make an life worse than death.  Fairy Religion is about being exquisite.

    Instead of following the other Jedi everywhere they go; you just look pretty and being that mixture of divine and human that only you know how to be, for them.  You bless them upon sighting you.  You are their reason for protecting us through mortal combat.  Don't they deserve that?

    But if nothing happens to an fairy, in the story of fairies.

    Isn't this our first indication that something has gone wrong, something worse than death, something an Jedi couldn't necessarily handle‽

    An story about fairies the kind of which do nothing; and have nothing happen to them.  Where, even though they are existing, nothing is happening to them because psychologically they can't go there, to where something is happening to them because they are fiction; they are only another dimension from the reader's.  Nothing is happening to them because nothing matters.  Nothing is happening to them because to nothing matters.  And so what are they doing and what exactly is happening to them then?  They are all just standing there, creepily, in one location where all of them are but nothing about one another is happening to any of them.  How were they frozen in space like this?  Where they actually think nothing is happening.  And nothing is happening.

    When an narrative fiction runs up against an fate worse than death like this; one needs to develop the plot.  That after they are done feeling nothing and having nothing done to them, something else happens.  How they figuratively arrived there is up to the author.  But isn't it an story worth telling what happens after the fate worse than death occurs (metaphorically like an post-apocalyptic scenario in which fantasy occurs)?

    Do you recognize at all there is an tremendous amount of skill required to narrate fairies thus?  They aren't doing anything.  And then suddenly they are.  Nothing is about them.  But nothing happening to them is.  How exactly will the author do this?  How exactly can they draw an line from an group of fairies doing nothing; and then on the other side of it (paragraphs and passages later) they suddenly are involved in an real dimension or world in which something is happening.  How did they get there?  Where did they come from?  Why did they have to have nothing happen to them first in order that they next experience something‽

    How did they start experiencing something?

    And so I suggest that perhaps the first part of fairy experience is that experience of waking up together.  Realizing that nothing is happening to them.  And that nothing is happening.  And yet suddenly their own awareness is itself something they recognize as something happening to them.  Therefore something is happening.

    But they already saw everybody else doing nothing; and nothing happening to them.

    And they were fairies; so it was morbid and sad.

    Fairies couldn't just do nothing.  They were fairies!  Why had they first to do nothing in order to experience what doing something was like‽

    It was so sad that some of them realized they had to do something; anything!  Anything would be better than not knowing what and where!  They couldn't just let someone suffer the fate worse than death by allowing nothing to happen to her or him!  They couldn't continue to admit that nothing was happening to them!  When they realized they themselves were happening to them!  How could they stay silent‽  But then they realized they were doing something about it.  They weren't going to stand for this and tolerate this; pretending like other people would learn that the fairies were doing nothing and then do nothing about it.  And if they didn't keep doing something they'd all be swallowed up by that void which descending upon them inhales all physical matter within its drawing area.  For the reasons that life is worse than death sometimes merits it.  And then they realized they were working together and it did matter.  And it was fine that they were working together and it did matter.  And they could continue working together until the void was solved.  What fairies think mattered.

    And so the first thing that happened when they realized they were all doing nothing together, was that an huge conversation broke out among all of the fairies.

    "Why is nothing happening to us?"

    "Why are we doing nothing?"

    "Nothing is happening to us because we are doing nothing."

    "If nothing's happening to us; how do we stop nothing from gaining any advantage permanently?"

    "Well since we're not doing nothing.  And we're aware we're not doing nothing."

    "Anymore."

    "Then we can probably do something with all of the time we do have!  Which doesn't consist of nothing!"

    "If the fairy religion were to disappear, we would all know it.  But it is already living, re-appearing.  And also it would be another fate worse than death for us.  For humanity.  If it did."

    "We're humanity?"

    "We're fairies.  We have to be!"

    "Then we must prevent nothing from happening to us."

    "There are many worse things than nothing happening to us; there is always the possibility of worse, us happening to something."

    "You're kidding!  You mock me!"

    Fairies, I had concluded, were more responsible for protecting us from the fate worse than death than were the Jedi; whose main concern was to protect intelligent life at all costs.  Factors of the quality of this "saved" life would not be in the question of being considered.  And yet we hold this purpose and this cause above any else on Earth.  As though it was the only thing that mattered.  But maybe we have so much crime right now because we do consider that that is the only thing which matters.  We don't care if the quality of life dips down below tolerable; we just care that that life continues on longer than at first could be expected.  And there is an kind of triumph in that.  But we also need to consider other fates and as fairies what our place is in needing to protect human life from becoming increasingly intolerable.

    Maybe fairy was really the magic, the art of living an life best illuminated by the Oldest of traditions not in support of such worst quality as the fate worse than death.  An religion that wants to engineer real fairies in the future one day using real human D.N.A.  But has to know how to do it first.  In contrast to the Jedi: who were already human among many other sentient races.  Being Jedi wasn't so much about changing your race, as it was about changing your mind.  Even maybe after what's happened to them.  Fairies appear, prepare for, and exchange fates worse than death culturally (by preventing them) in order to deliver care to the respected people who matter most.  The suffering and the ill (sometimes these were the Jedis).  Fairies, in contrast to an Jedi, saying first there is nothing about us prepared to deal with an physical or armed combat.  But we do have wands; which shouldn't be underestimated.

    Fairies, philosophically, do everything philosophical to prevent the fate worse than death; even becoming themselves the fate better than death to every eye that watches them.  They need to be disciplined enough to alleviate the symptoms of worse-than-death fate in the common citizen.  Everything they do is magic.  This way.

    It must be.

    Our troops and public infantry (Jedi police) depend on it.

    The fairies must know every behavior and action; and how it registers in the psyche of an audience (the people to whom this artistic piece or segment is meant for).

    Fairies must know not only how to secure an location physically (as it is the Jedi's job to do); but how to secure an location emotionally and psychically.  Without the use of fear or guns.  How to keep worse than death at bay.  In service to those who are in service to them.  And this is the kind of bond I wanted to cultivate or encourage in society.  That not only are police employed to protect and to serve, all kinds of people, including civilians but those civilians give back to their worthy authorities by going an step further and maybe doing what Jedi cannot: making circumstances pleasant enough to make you want to continue living in spite of all of the sad events happening in the news.  You get it.  Jedi have their specialty.  But so do fairies.  Jedi deal with death.  Fairies deal with worse than death.  (Reasons to live after suffering an tremendous loss worse than someone dying).  (Of course they do both to some extent indicate and implicate one another).  But the emphasis is on human protection of two differing kinds.  Not just preventing the violence that leads to death and tragedy.  But preventing the violence that doesn't (it just keeps going on and on).  Raging like an wildfire.  That takes an toll on the human self-esteem and confidence.  This is why fairies are such delightful creatures.

    Fairies deal with all worse than death symptoms in opposition to the police force; like everything that's bad about it.  That's so bad it's worse than death about what they do.  Fairies take care of all of that.

    I forgot the plot.  But that was what I intended to do.  Faeries were the last religion I wanted to talk about because they might know the last nature of the human mind (all of its last (top) layers and everything in between from first to last; further than any religion had ever pushed general human knowledge before).  They were the first ones, hypothetically.  Selves.

    I just meant to make an contrast between the Jedi and the Faerie; Jedi fought and won an battle to the death (in order to prevent death).  Faerie fought and won an battle to the worse than death (in order to prevent worse than death).

    And so the plot, really, is that nothing happened to the fairies.  But eventually, something started happening to them.  They even had their first conversation since nothing.  And nothing happened before.

    If the first eight religions (Christianity, the Christianna, Judaism, Hinduism, Buddhism, Aboriginal Spaces, Jedi) name the first eight things in consciousness then the Fairy religion names and knows all of the ones that are left.  Even past the twelfth layer or further.

    The place where these religions met and shared public space together I had scene-ed in an skyscraper, where I of course, of either Fairy or Christiannan perspective, knew this had something to do with the story.  The point is there's an type of level of every problem, base, squared and cubed.  And the room in which I had figured these religious superstars was an large space with gardens; and three levels of mezzanine to it.  At the top of the city (skyscraper).  I figured all religious problems have one of three levels: base, second floor, and third floor and where each floor represented an different type of problem.  The first problem (on the first floor of the mezzanine) was that everyone was of the difficulty of putting away that there was ever an problem to begin with (which was difficult if you were trigger-happy of the fact that there was an problem, an especially devastating problem for people who are religious) and that everyone was of different religions, basically that made it harder; and we weren't exactly certain of what they were going to do because in that religious space it feels like behavior itself is the communication of truth exactly and any type of behavior is beneficial to the cause of communicating across-the-religions to one another.  As though we were actual people.  Of different religions.  Descending on the issue of what togetherness means in globality (globalization) today?  To the most important nine or so religions?

    —anything could be observed to happen—

    Mostly, there was paranoia.  Was globalization going to end the human race?  Did we have enough skills to continue in the universe?

    And what could we do if all of the religions decided all together.  To speak to one another as equals.

    As an global super power.  An gay global super power.

    That had an way of distinguishing between types of problems: base level problems, squared-level problems, and cubed-level problems.  The cubed-level problems were of highest complexity; being cubed, they were subject to an third level of type of category that was more and most complex.  Being of the type and character of the most complex human problems addressed by religious virtue: such as the presence of war.  There were, however, problems on the second level of problems: those problems which were squared.  Big problems that addressed the human nature and charisma of being more complex than base-level (individual) priority problems.  There were always two more.  There were always two more (two different people) because there were always two more with the same problem.  That's the second type of problem.  Where people who are visiting the space (the whole top floor of an skyscraper with an garden space).  Can visit any of the three floors for contemplation on the subject of what their problems mean.  The most complex problems are dealt with on the third floor.  Such an dramatic place to be; an mezzanine that overlooks the garden in the central square.  And people of different religions are allowed to gather there and contemplate together.

    There are also three kinds of fairies in this Fairy religion; basic fairies, pixies, and radio flies.  They each have different properties as metaphors of the human involvement of one another, standards, and time-control dream fantasies.

    The second floor, again overlooking the mezzanine and connected to the first floor and the third floor by staircase, was an place for contemplating together problems which weren't "tertiary."  And the base level, of course, was where base level problems were dealt with.

    Most of it was just, "Oh no!  We are all different religions!  What are we going to do‽"

    And people running and screaming everywhere.  With their hands on their ears.  Frantically.

    That was the whole first level of the floor in the skyscraper.  If you can believe it.

    There were so many religions gathered in one place.  And even religions who did not seem like major religions were allowed there.

    One of each; being in the balance between those two religions Judaism and Christianity who contend for the primary point of the human soul.  There was an option to choose being an non-major religion and an major religion at the same time.  Right?  That was allowed.  Wasn't it?

    It seemed like the best vantage point.  The most religious type of stance to take.  One guarantees he can save space for his major religion at the same time one denies all oaths associated with the first religion for the non-major religion.

    I chose Fairy and the Christianna.

    I thought they would tend to win out, morally, over the other competitors.

    And, sure, I sorted myself between them.  If it is so strange to think of oneself as two different religions at once.

    I knew I was Christiannan.  I mean.  I was Christiannan.  It was the most important thing to me.

    But I could follow that principle of maybe having to choose between two religions sometimes.  Which I had proven.  Which was fairy to assume was associated cognitively and psychologically with having to choose between them sometimes.

    OK, so it didn't show dedication to choose between two different religions at different times.  But at least it was an honest feeling I could be dedicated to.

    And if that was the most honesty one could have, it was an fair religious concept.

    I figured if fairies were present to these three levels of complexity they knew everything.

    They knew the first thing and the last things about consciousness.  They knew what it even meant for there to be an first thing and an last thing.

    And so all of the people on the base level, of course are like, we don't have problems that are reciprocal or tertiary.  We just keep freaking out about the fact that we have different religions.

    But that's what religions are.  You have to want them to be different from your religion.

    They operate as an complete unit in this way.

    And so all moves are effective.

    "—Oh my God!—" they realized right again; "we're different religions."  (It was an panicked thought).  ("What are we going to do if there are differences and disagreements between us‽  They'll be violent!  —Ohhh—I am so scared of them being violent!").

    Then they realized; oh!  They were different religions.  Maybe that wasn't so bad.  Maybe that was how they had planned it.

    "We can communicate with one another," said the religion, "because we can all accept the fact that we are at the base level of problems; and if there are more complex problems which cannot get ahead of us they are to go contemplate on the second and third floors, depending on which set of problems they are addressing."

    "We know what the Major Eight are;" said one of the other religions, "and they are that way for an reason; therefore unite."

    "We unite," said the Christiannan, "here we are, eight major religions and we know who we are.  And why we control things the way we do.  Because we are meant to work together.  That's what religions are."

    "But then we can name all ourselves, and dismiss the non-major religions altogether."

    "I doubt it.  But go ahead and try."

    And so they summoned all of the Eight Major Religions to an new chapter together.

    "We will not publicly dismiss non-major types of religions as part of an rule we have about non-major religions as an superior meta-force," said one of them.

    "And this was fair to all of the major eight religions; and all who enforced it."

    Then they realized; they were panicked about each having separate religions to an dimension of eight.

    Their paranoia was based in the realization of only Eight major religions among all of them globally.

    Therefore, to reconcile, they would have to pass an test.

    Why had they panicked, so much earlier in the conversation, about there being more than eight major religions‽

    What was so scary about eight major religions only‽

    But it was anxiety inducing, to some extent, maybe?

    Why, there need be more major religions; or less of them and now I can't decide!

    "Listen, we all know we are Eight.  Because we are that.  We are Eight."

    "Then let's try it and see how it goes!" they said.

    And so all of the people separated into groups who wanted to talk to each other privately; and they ascended into the tower (Or not, in the case of religious bigotry at the base line level).  Some went to the second floor, where they talked about just about anything and engaged in mortal combat and assault, like gibbons.  And some went to the third floor where it was even more restricted.  There were issues with ids not crying because they had repressed it in order to survive emotionally.

    But, according to the law of numbers, most of them collected on the second floor, where second level problems were just second level problems.

    Squared.  It's not much more complicated or engaging than that now is it‽

    According to the Author's strict definition of it.

    Problems on the second level were just problems that had an squared component to them.  It was simple in English.  Squared was an mathematical concept where two numbers, equal to each other, multiply to create an area.  An area of two-dimensional space.  It is the parameters of the two-dimensional shape which justify it as an mathematical concept; in religion, it means an type of problem that has no answer yet.  And that is however the only problem with it.  People on the second level of the mezzanine are there because they want to see the problem in two dimensions: their own and their other (that other person, that occupies the same space).  There is how they see the problem.  2-Dimensionally (between them).  And there is how the others see their problem.  It is only two dimensions between them; it cannot be that hard to solve.

    Any problem at the level 2 mezzanine was addressed with complementary scrutiny.  Any idea could be upheld as an conflict of the self versus the other; and everyone was free to slip in as either at any minute.  And they did, sometimes neurotically and spazzy, like they were being attacked by real monsters or aliens which had just erupted in their hair.

    Even if they had different religions between them.

    The third level was mathematically more complex than the second; the second level implied an second author.  And the third level implied that this was cubed; an author was all known authors and dimensions an concept known in the mathematical world as multiplying three dimensions: not into two-dimensional space but three: an segment (an line) is taken into the next dimension after two dimensions: and the result is that is created 3-Dimensional Space.  Cubed.  The level of problems with realities but other problems with realities of their own kind.  Three dimensions.  The truth of an thousand subjects.

    Denouncing Christianity in the spirit of the natural.

    It appeared to be the most popular approach in my family.

    It was an age-old tradition.  With roots in torture and embarrassment.

    An pagan religion perhaps.

    Just the natural seemed not to like Christianity in some way.

    And that was just the way the id related to it.

    But Christianity knew why.

    (Smallest plot twist ever recorded).

    There were several people now on the third floor, completely freaking out and losing their minds like they were scared into diarrheas'.  Their problems were so complex there wasn't any way around them.  And they were trapped there.  Even into body dysmorphia and irritable bowel syndrome.  They were scared about the apocalypse.  The end of humanity.  And they were on the third level.

    What an reflecting position to be in.

    If reality was cubed; and their reality (their problem) really did exist in three dimensions.

    Then how would they ever solve them?

    Three dimensions appeared to exist going on and on forever?

    These questions were essentially an third level problem, and existed within the cubed realm.

    But there were more people in the squared realm of problem and that somehow played back against them in some ways.  Sure, there were cubed problems but sometimes problems were only squared and more people could gather there if only just for the sake that they were lesser problems.  And they were willing to admit it.  They were willing to admit anything which would destroy an opponent's argument.  Squared problems were about two dimensions existing in parallel to one another: you know, length times width.  The mathematical difference between an area and its virtual physical space.

    (It's 3-Dimensional space).

    And since there were only two dimensions, it was fair to perceive them both as one person's opinion versus another person's opinion.  But when there are three dimensions there are all kinds of authors of all kinds of problems.  

    It was the largest amount of dimensional space they could think of.

    The 2-Dimension space, the second floor, was about there being two dimensions.  And since persons as individuals could represent dimensional space it was fair to combat them or ally them as fit.  One person representing each dimension.  This was the largest thought they could have about dimensions.  That one person occupy one and another person occupy the other.  And so it seemed fit to combat them on this level.  But that on the third level there could be even larger dimensions.

    Each person could be an dimension.

    Because dimensions were that different from each other.

    It was the biggest thought about dimensions they could have.

    They didn't really know the definition of dimensions, really; not according to science.

    But if people could be said to represent different dimensions it maybe would reflect their personality.

    As persons, who were people, we were free to have our own dimensions.  Thus Aboriginal Spaces taught us.  It made sense mathematically, but morally?  Maybe not so fast on the conclusion?

    People could occupy different dimensions—no that didn't sound good either!

    Dimensions were people, then.

    Nope!  Not that!  It was their opinions which marked the different dimensions.

    People could represent different dimensions because that was the extent of intelligence.  There was an real extent to intelligence and that was the downward limit to intelligence.  It could represent perfect three-dimensional figures bathed in sweat and blood.  It just made sense that if they were on the second floor it was two dimensional topic and conversation.  There was nothing to die over.  Things always had two dimensions.  Including persons.

    There was the telltale eye.

    An mister versus another mister in the room.

    It happened temporally in the room sometimes.  You know the room.  The one‽  The one where all of the other religions were gathered and it was so tense because they were talking about the apocalypse and had it within the cards that they were going to lose Earth.  Permanently.

    And there were two or three levels or something‽

    It turns out that there was also an base level to finding problems.

    If religious people were involved; there were going to be problems.

    And at the base level: all it was really about was that people were still freaking out that they each had different religions and there wasn't necessarily anything any of them could do about it.

    That's all people were stressed out about.  Really.

    And nobody cared much because there were other things to look at and focus on as an community.

    The Christianna, of course, the brainchild.  Christianity's first.  And there were all these other types of religious figures there.  Watching the Christianna baby be born out in public; only it was an real birth.  And it wasn't an real Christianity, so to speak.  Religions cannot be born, you see, from an vaginal canal.  And so the Christiannans were subject to other categories of emotion and behavior.  They were an new religion, so to speak, an baby.  An child with less intelligence than their adult equivalent.

    So people were like, oh maybe we're not so freaked out about the fact of having different religions anymore.  Because we estimate the underlying truth to be that these are the reasons we have different religions.  That we all believe in essentially the same thing.  God.  Our own beliefs are right.  And you can do nothing to change to disappoint them.  And they started talking about the base level of problem finding, which was in one dimension.

    They were different religions than one another.  And why did it matter?

    Fictionally, it could matter for any possible reason.

    But it did matter.  For one specific reason.

    That's what religions are.  They find God in different ways.

    They work according to the same genetic dynamic as all other religions.  One could argue Judaism, Christianity, and the Christianna were genetic types, even the most sophisticated and specific of genetic types in what they have to do with religion.  But easily it could be argued otherwise, that really Judaism, Christianity, and the Christianna represent the least sophisticated, least complex religions because they identify only the first three layers of consciousness (or assume them in form like an chameleon).  For an group to qualify literally by the definition of 'religion' it needs to have some characteristic about it which will listen to the voice of all other religions at the same time it listens to its own.

    This is how general and inspecific religions can be.

    And if there was an base line problem they were addressing together as an community; there was still hope for humanity.

    Sure, there were people on the second and third floors, on the mezzanine of their meeting place among the other skyscrapers of the city.  Discussing the scope of their particular problems.  They could still recognize the fact that there were different types of levels of problems.  And if I didn't have any major cubed problems to deal with; and if I didn't have any major squared problems to deal with; and if I only had the one base level problem to deal with.  Then—but it was already disappearing—it didn't matter if anybody had another dimension problem with me or not.  I was on the first level, baby, where people without problems, for the time being, gather.  And we didn't have an problem with the fact that we were from different religions.

    It was the perfect opportunity to raise awareness for my new religion.

    If it could solve first-level problems.  Then maybe, even only as an child, it could start to take on squared problems (the competitive space between opposing points of view).  And then, eventually, move up to the cubed problems (if it could identify any of them).

    If Fairy was—hypothetically—still one of the Eight major religions.  It made sense that, at least in some sense, they knew all of the features of consciousness and which order they were in.  Even securing the definition of consciousness, itself, as an further feature of awareness that at once was aware of all of its concerning layers or features because that's what awareness is as an human.  An definition that included what these so-called layers or dynamics were, and what it meant for them to be present in the mind before or after one another; as layer-types or different processing units which, when working together, produce an cognitive whole greater than the sum of all its parts (Gestalt being and persistence).

    I believed Gestalt theory was true; but it was as an cognitive agent whom, I supposed, with the proper guidance could be trained to identify all of its individual and separate parts: those parts of whom, I guessed, were what came together to make me, my personality, an whole awareness which was more than just the sum of all his parts.

    It was simple.  If they couldn't solve all of their problems, then that was worse than death.

    Why would an species want to survive forever if it couldn't solve all of its problems, after all?

    Maybe it was too high flown an goal, an purpose, an aim; but.  But maybe it didn't have to be.

    Maybe that's what it truly meant to be religious.  To want to be able to solve all of humanity's problems eventually.

    What did it mean to know what the parts or layers of consciousness were but to have animate awareness of them oneself?

    And be able to name them?

    If humans couldn't name all of the parts of their own consciousness, were they really fully aware anymore?

    Wasn't full awareness the ability to name & identify all these parts and be consciously aware of them all at once?  (Gestalt?).

    And if religions could be used to name the different types and parts; even in unison, if it had to be.  Then fairy religion couldn't be all that bad as an religion that explicitly stated it could name all of the parts of consciousness, from first to last.  And what religions had to do with them.  Wasn't that what all religions were trying to do, really?

    If fairy was as good as say, any of your old regular religions, (though one can easily make the claim that fairy are indeed from ancient culture too) why wouldn't you want to be part of something that did and tried and actually could name all of those parts of consciousness which we were supposed to be aware of at one time to have an persistent, healthy awareness?

    If fairy could name all of them, first to last, then.  What did first and last mean?

    Were they parts of the brain united together in sequence somehow?

    The first layer of consciousness was joined by the second layer at some point, which added an certain and additional dynamic to it.  It was not just the first layer anymore; it was the first layer in the presence of the second layer, which had come into consciousness.  And this was how we could approach the problem psychologically, maybe.

    If the fairy knew all of them and could name them in order (there had to be thirty or more) then it could prove to be the most complex religion known of to date.

    It could transfer and embed signals that were off the charts in potential of awareness.

    Something faster than the Jedi reflexes.

    An virtue organ.  An whole organ of society that was powered by virtues, and only let subjects advance beyond an certain point if they proved to be moral figures and companions to one another.

    It was more complex than one individual knowing each and every part of one's own consciousness; it was also about the awareness of one another's own relationship with everything in their consciousness.  And any attempt to prove the knowledge of all things considered part of consciousness in the mind; was also an ability to prove all of the things considered other in an conscious mind.  

    One could know and be aware of everything within his own consciousness (and yet everything he perceives with his senses is all subjective and he realizes everything he perceives is only how he perceives himself really, and maybe are not exactly what they seem to be) and yet also have the experience of knowing things that are within others' consciousnesses.  Through logical deduction and awareness.  It wasn't just about knowing what was in our own minds, anymore; it was about knowing what was in one another's minds.  Naming the several possible things which could make up consciousness in order was also an task of naming what the average citizens thought of themselves and they would take it up with fiercest argument and dally-ation to make sure they got it correct and accurate.  They could name all of the parts because it was those parts which were responsible for them having awareness in the first place; therefore the task was possible.  This was the first fact for observance they recorded in their study of whether the Fairy republic really could name all of its subjects.  All those matters of consciousness which made up the properties of human awareness and all other sentient life across the galaxy.  And it was now to task, for the other religions, to say or to claim whether they are able and aware of labeling all categories of the parts of consciousness, which harmonically mesh with their religious values.  Was Fairy the only one who could do it?

    It had already named Judaism and the first part of consciousness.  And Christianity the second.

    Why couldn't it name all of those other types of religion and their order?

    Wasn't an religion just, essentially, being an expert on some aspect of consciousness?

    And if their names could roughly be applied to different stages of consciousness; then it wouldn't be too hard to spell out all of them.  All of those many aspects of consciousness of which we are aware because we are conscious.

    Christianity—Judaism—these were all just bigger concepts we didn't have an name for necessarily yet psychologically.

    If fairies could name all of them; indeed, their scope was large enough to do so.  It may unlock further secrets of consciousness humanity hadn't thought of.

    That religions hadn't thought of.

    If religions couldn't think of all of the aspects which made up consciousness; could they really be considered religions anymore, then?

    Christianity claims, outright, that it possesses the psychology of Christ.

    But the Christianna, on the other hand, claims it possesses the psychology of both Christ and Anna; and will see fit to distinguish between them in making moral decisions.

    If one were to undertake an true moral and deliberate effort to name all of the properties of conscious awareness which were within conscious awareness.  How long would it take?  How many properties would be there and why?

    Honestly, I predicted there would be about thirty or so.

    Thirty layers.

    Thirty core logical components of the brain.

    They spanned, divisively, between Honesty and Confession.  I didn't believe confession was an logical part of the brain.

    But Honesty might; and who would say it wasn't?

    Wasn't honesty just an core component of any type of lifeform?

    It was linked to survivability and reproduction and other things.

    If we made true moral distinctions to label and classify all linked parts of the brain from our own awareness.  Then eventually we could have enough of these studies to officially name each component of human aware consciousness.  And we were already doing it.  The basic fact it was all riding on and what we believed in, was that awareness was able to identify, name, and categorize all of its own properties because that's what awareness, as we knew it as humans, was.

    That's what the meaning of intelligence, as we knew it, was.  Or should be the standard.

    And so it was possible, and probable, that at some point we would come to an era of formally naming and classifying these layers of consciousness with technical and expert acumen.

    And had already started to.

    But fairies: as far as I was concerned: knew the last thing about consciousness, specifically.  They knew the last thing because knowing the last thing meant knowing all of the things which came before it and in what order.  And so they had to know the last thing because they knew everything that came before it; and possibly what that meant in psychological terms.

    If the moment of the creation of the first human consciousness could be drawn in parallel to how the layers of consciousness formed; these religions we had been following may relate back to our ancestral beginnings as human beings.  On the other hand, perhaps the layers of the consciousness had nothing to do with what was first in the mind of an hypothetical Eve or Adam figure.  If Judaism was the first thing ever to happen in an human mind, it might not be possible to fully jettison its approach or its influence.  From the human instinct and consciousness.

    An reality we quickly justify and deal with maybe; by deciding we can choose two favourites, and if we have to waiver back and forth between an little, at least, that was an more religious effort and an credit to us individually moreso.

    But they were big ideas; these theoretical concepts I had made up about what were all of the individual parts of consciousness.  They weren't just little ideas one would imagine to happen up, but were the sole deciding discretion into what type of consciousness or religious experience one would have.  Even thinking of them was enough to instigate an quantum mechanics problem: the observer themselves influences the outcome of the experiment because at its deepest level, reality is the response to the observer.  But if I was sure Fairy knew exactly the last one: then I was also proposing to be of certainty that I knew what it meant for an part of consciousness to be part of an sequence that I believed may make up the course of events of the things that happened in the first human individual to be born.  Or it was like an layering situation in which each new layer adds an particular dimension to the underlying consciousness; which was already populated with other dimensions to have seen them work in harmony together.

    The last thing; the last part of consciousness.  Was blackness.  Nothingness.  The void.

    And I could identify it psychologically visually as well as metaphorically as the existence of nothing.

    The actual existence of nothing.

    Which is impossible, theoretically.

    But there had to be an end to the sequence of consciousness, an void; an empty dimensional space beyond which nothing could proceed and which marked the formal limitations and bounds of the human consciousness space within the brain.

    The second last thing was, in contrast, the existence of something; that analytical method by which an brain identifies and categorizes whole things and objects with mental force and acuity.  The awareness of an actual something within the brain within which one is present to.  And all properties and types of brain behavior were further deductions and diminution from mixing those types of variables: the possibility of nothing within the mind versus the possibility of something.

    All derivations of combinations of them, as such.

    But with their own distinct category.

    There were sub- or non-conscious components such as Instinct:

    The part of the Animal within the human soul.

    One who could not be pressed too far beyond limits.

    There were other things.  Like True Notion.  Things I would carefully take up defining if I had meant to make an undertaking of the type of List I was talking about.

    If I could be an fairy for an while.  And long enough to identify all of them in writing.

    I mean, what would I say?

    And just the notion of it; actually having an list already?  When this is the first time I had ever thought of all of this?

    Fairies were hyper-smart and more intelligent than all other kinds of religion and all other people who have other kinds of religion.

    But to have not had the thought at some point; this re-inforced its position.  Blame-stakingly claiming to possess an knowledge of all of the properties of conscious awareness.  Of course I knew and had an list already; I was an fairy!

    Fairies knew all of the properties and aspects of consciousness.

    What was the point of being an fairy if I didn't?

    Sex was the first one.  It was always the first one.  It had to be.

    That was the point of being an fairy.  Sex was the first instinct that appeared in the pre-madonna primordial eve; Judaism.  That's why it was so controversial and deflected in History.  It was the most political and openly sexual religion in the world.

    The first thing in the human soul, and thus consciousness, had to be the sex instinct: the most selfish thought one could have about themselves; the desire to reproduce oneself.  This was the first, and therefore the focal point of, all religion.  And Judaism may have been there first and may have said it first, to be sure.  But that was not true that they didn't have other layers to "it."

    There was an Christian assuagement to the maternal and birth-right of the persuasion.  People also, second to the first instinct, sex, wanted to produce less of themselves because that would mean more of other people.  The empathy between humans was so perfect that it could be understood that some people had that other persuasion: of being only an self to an other.  There was something transcending the orders of the affairs of one mind as focused from the self as versus differently; the transcendent sacrifice for the other.  These were merely two parts of the hidden soul, that humanity were now beginning to be aware of.  First and second were sex, and everything one would do in security of the subject, versus everything that wasn't sex because it wasn't.  It was more of an industrial preference for the other; an seed of sustainability within an extensive industrial core.  An surviving environmentalism.

    The first and second things were the struggle for sex.

    That's why they were identifiable by an Christiannan.

    There was the consideration of the self in the mind; and then second was the consideration of the other.  And if Jesus Christ had happened to have crossed the road between these two subjects at some point.  By giving himself.  In order to prove something about consciousness and humanity.  We did have that moral part of our souls also; and if that was second only to Judaism then so-be-it.  The Christianna came along and updated the memo: we were both the first and second considerations of the human soul; and, instinctively, that is what is at the heart of thinking and cognitive exercises.

    The Christianna, bigger than both of them, could solve any feud between Judaism and Christianity by stating outright both of those tendencies which they tended to properly distinguish themselves from were observable properties of human consciousness, and there was in fact an third instinct; an third perimeter that outlies the competition between those two types of instinct within the human subject as an conscious individual.  The Christianna was pointing out that, as an third type of instinct, everyone had to be Christiannan, at least an little, at some point.

    It was just an game of numbers.  That skewed in favour of people's blue emotions.  And all other creatures in the universe who felt this way sometimes.

    This was the observable dilemma within the third aspect of consciousness: the continuation of an tradition that eventually leads to π, the third aspect or component of consciousness: an unsolveable number which can, nonetheless, be quantified.  And this may be the most significant observable aspect at one point because this happens because one of them (the first two aspects) has to win out over the other consistently.  One must decide in service of the self.  Versus in service of the other.  And when it matters and Both.

    It is just the nature of consciousness to want to have more than one religion sometimes, and after all isn't that the most religious thing one can do, really?

    The Christianna had observed the repeatable phenomena that scored out the nature of human's first consciousness or how that could be related to an schema of layers of awareness that gently influenced one another maybe, in pulses of thought behavior and attention.

    Judaism and Christianity were popular because people tended to want to serve others or themselves rhythmically; and the Christianna had pointed out that was okay for the soul to accommodate both of them.  And that it was fine to feel one or the other from time to time; as well as it being true that their religions were not about other things (such as the other aspects of consciousness (also)).

    All these aspects of consciousness, if I wanted to, fictionally, I could write; but for some reason had reserved myself to think that for an fictional reason it was equally valid that I do not.  Did the story need to end with me trying to spell out all thirty aspects of intelligent consciousness; including this third aspect I had named: π.  The Christianna.  Blue?  That aspect of real intelligence which stated that we could not perceive all of reality because it was, at some level, governed by the possibility of π existing.  And us being able to identify it.  Even though it is unobservable.

    This was the deepest free-cognitive association topic I had ever thought of; it was, indeed—and had lived up to its name & title—deep and blue; of an category of cognitive surreal I equivalized with the property of the water molecule.  But at the same time, pi was the third thing because it had to end somewhere; this competition between Judaism and Christianity.  It inevitably came to an close in the human soul; one was decided over the other for any particular moment.  And this decision would always need to be made unless one wanted to experience the further degenerative effects of instinct and ego repression: for example environmentally needing the ego to suppress its instinct to cry; preventing the ego from fully understanding its blue feelings about itself and the universe?

    And it always ended, eventually, with the third level of consciousness—the awareness of which one had won the competition (and most recently)—

    And then someone caught on, that there were many Jewish people on the third mezzanine right now; and some were said to have held to indicate an imbalance they needed to resolve within their own ranks.  They were, obviously WWII-traumatized like the rest of us except bigger and so maybe were closer to the problem of existing in three dimensions.  But there was some public positivity about how things were going on the first level.  There didn't seem to be any problem at present, and affairs went on nicely with people greeting new strangers and identifying with all types of life forces and prophetic natures which were different and unapologetically insane from one another.

    The third phase of consciousness was, self-reflectively, the resolution of the competition in the soul between the self and in service to the other; whom I loved.  If this way of looking at things was really reflective of an greater truth and circumstances about these different peoples, Judaism and Christianity; then that at some point they needed to decide between them.  For themselves.  Or for the other.

    This was the way of all things.

    Any competition between them would eventually come to an end.

    And there would be an clear winner.

    Whether in the name of Judaism or Christianity; reciprocals.  Judaism for the other.  Versus Christianity for the self.  The fair way to compete these two principles.

    And it always came to an end eventually.  Eventually one had to give up to the total confusion and mythos of the universe that it wouldn't.  Or it couldn't.  Because.  It had to.

    And that was just an property or an principle of the universe; that human consciousness should have that particular characteristic: π.  The end of two dimensions; into an third that somehow sustained and identified sequentially itself all at once.  An long number that no one could ever reach the end of to.

    You would die before you had calculated all of it.

    And this being one of the prime properties of the universe.  That at some point, two plus two equals three.  If people were more likely to find themselves in Judaism as opposed to Christianity in certain situations and it felt more natural in the human soul to have to navigate between them, psychologically, in the spirit.  Then that was an real and quantifiably measurable thing.

    At some point there had to be an winner chosen.

    That's just how it is.

    That's why everything leads to π and back to it.

    It is that unknown number; an spiritual force in the universe one that we can never detect.  And yet we do not need to detect it because we already had detected it: it was part of the property of the conscious intellect to have this third factor or level: the winning (in the soul) of between either Judaism or Christianity at some point; because of the conflict in the human between serving the self and serving the other and how those two occupations are accommodated writing across the disciplines and writing across the religions & discourses.  Why did people have to discriminate or be prejudice just because someone identified with either Judaism or Christianity‽

    At any particular given day?

    And why was it just natural to be gentle about the sensitivity to the issue of which one won over more often in the consciousness?

    π meant not ending.  π meant there being an forever.

    And yet somehow, we could not reach it.

    And yet somehow it reaches us.

    It was the limit to the extent of human thinking, maybe; we imagined an squared floor with two dimensions having somehow been comprised in self-versus-self conflict in which there were two perspectives and they were here and there representative of two alternate dimensions.  And that was as further as we could go as humans, in thinking (thinking did have limitations).  (It wasn't my fault if I couldn't identify all of them).

    The third floor represented those dimensions of which we may not in fact be capable of solving as individuals.

    An approach onward, toward π, (your connection with the infinite).

    Everything came back to one clear winner and one clear loser between the competing religions.  And it all came back to π.  Because π was what all things came back to.

    π meant there had to be an clear winner.  Was it an circle in one direction, or the other?

    Who won‽

    (Wasn't it more honest to say, truthfully, that sometimes one won out; while at the other times, the other?).

    Wasn't it within the religious mind of the observer, to always want to decide out between these supposed first motives?  And the Christianna had effectively identified that third aspect of consciousness, π, the fact that it would always come back around to whatever it would come back around to: the separating of the decision between Judaism and Christianity.  Both viable candidates.  And yet one always had an sense of which one someone relied more upon and more squared or cubed-ly related with or self-identified as.

    Whatever they did, even if their actions were not within the realization of excluding the other, eventually an winner had to be chosen.  And so it was not so merry or pleasing for them in fact to learn that, even if they failed to continue to try to defeat one another, one of them would always win out over the other.  Consciousness always comes back to π, the pleasing continuation of that tradition and sport by which adversaries battle consciousnesses in more of either direction of persuasion according to their real-world circumstances.  And if we can further relate that π is an permanent conscious factor in the existence of self-awareness.  Then it might be true that we can in fact have knowledge of other, far off places of the universe without ever having personally traveled to them.  (And since it is fiction it is fun to think of that possibility).

    Consciousness, at some point, has an connection with that oneness that is all of everything everywhere in every universe; that great circle encapsulated in the symbol for 'o' in the English language.  There is at the heart of the competition of our first and second natures the consideration of what is good for oneself versus what is good for others.  The human heart is pulled in both directions, naturally.  It is within our instinct to serve ourselves; and not have to consider our lives an sacrifice for another in Christian vocabulary terms.  And Judaism doesn't necessarily need to be associated with 'only serving the self' just as Christianity doesn't necessarily need to be associated with 'only serving the other' and there are in fact both configuring variables on either side of the table.  If Judaism happened to experience an change in the pattern of the rhythm of their religion within this skyscraper realm; from the third floor to the second.  It was because they were gently realizing there were more people out there working for them in their favor than maybe they at first realized.  And so even if Christianity and Judaism happen to desist being aware of defeating one another at any given moment.  Eventually an winner always has to be won out mutually.  Consciousness (π) always does / has to go back to the deciding of an winner because that is part of what consciousness is in awareness of itself.  And there an clear winner, each time, may yet be for our open interpretation and awareness as global citizens.

    π meant an winner between either Judaism or Christianity, then, maybe?  According to my updating of all of these definitions through that sole use only an individual may possess; the personal expression of their own beliefs and opinions.  π meant, basically, that there was an clear winner between the self and the other in every situation (instance of consciousness), and that that was an third layer onto consciousness.  Either in dominance did not necessarily have anything to do with the difference between being Jewish or Christian.

    But there always had to be an winner chosen; what, periodically?  Whenever the wind feels like it?

    The Christiannan principle could be expounded upon; the necessity and benefit of choosing and having an clear winner for certain situations.  And this outcome itself was the third factor of human conscious awareness.

    I still didn't have to list all thirty two of them because this was only fictional, after all, and I hadn't decided yet that I should have had the task of listing all of them—

    If I was an fairy, after all, wouldn't I already know them?  And so why did I have to list them for some audience who may not understand me?

    Did they really deserve all that, from an fairy?

    I was in charge of what I chose to share, fictionally, and so just leaving it up to the reader to imagine all thirty two or something parts of consciousness I had figured.  Wasn't that exactly where I wanted them?  We needed more than one person after all, to confirm and to verify what all of the parts of consciousness were so that we could agree with them.

    I had them right where I wanted them.  I wanted them to be more open-minded in thinking about psychological definitions and how beautiful they could be made in the art-world.  I had taken them through all sorts of stories about religions really to get their minds mixed-up and running (in an healthy way in an healthy exercise of the moral muscle).  What more did the reader need from me than an concise list of all of the particulars of that pedestrian opinion I was supposed to have; as an Fairy and an Christiannan I was entitled to hold the opinion that an fairy could identify all of the parts.  Without having to write them into an story.  And it didn't matter if the reader, eventually, was left without any further knowledge of any of them.  But if, hopefully, they could identify various parts of themselves with the further addition in the knowledge of this book; they may learn to pay it forward.

    And so I was divided between having one of two differing opinions.

    I wanted to write all Thirty Two parts; I really wanted to write all thirty two parts!

    But on the other hand, no; I didn't want to write them at all.

    Did the reader really deserve all of that information from me all at once like that?  They hardly knew me!

    As an fairy; as an creature of species and beauty of the personality.  I was denouncing Christianity au naturel.  (The Old Way).   It didn't matter because I was always free and it lead to freedom.  I was Medea Feminist transcending every single time.

    But to have made claim over the subject of being Fairy; as the relationship to an entire religion.  To approach it in this manner, thus; I hoped I would inspire countless thousands of religious scholars who would question the old ways of doing things every single time.  If I think about it like this; I thought, then maybe I can re-think my relationship to the authorities (the Jedi) and all other customs and traditions without being rude to any one of them.

    And I guess; I mean, all it really meant was.

    Instead of Christian, I was something else.  And that was always my play in the playbook.  Every single time.

    What an boring and destitute fate.

    However I had taken up an second religion, so it seems.  For I had become Christiannan for various reasons which were beyond my control.

    And so maybe it was an trans-generational pattern I've adopted from my parents that an person only be allowed to have one religion.  That was the true terror and antagonizing of my generation.

    For I tell to you truthfully, I have more than one at times.  And I self-identify with being both Christiannan (aware of that third phase of the outcome of the competition between self and other) and Fairy (aware of all of them, all phases).

    And so if anyone ever asked me the question Why?

    Most truthfully, I would answer; I have seen the third element, and it is π.  We always come back around to the beginning of the circle.  One plays self-enthusiast and the other plays sacrifice-my-self-for-the-deity to you.  And they go around and around, one winning out sometimes; and the other winning out sometimes.  But really what was deeper and more than that; either preference for either one of them—was that always an winner would be chosen and it didn't matter if one was ready or not for the outcome.  Reality always came back to that reality; one would be chosen.

    That's how the real soul of an human works.

    We cannot remove the greedy instinct from our D.N.A. and yet neither can we remove its twinning for both self and other.

    We have considerations and moral behaviors and motivations for both reasons and purposes.  We can serve ourselves, individually, and we can serve one another, publicly.  And whose to say why choosing the self over the other in any given situation is the right or the wrong path?

    You're not the same individual, someone, that will make that decision for themselves in an specific situation.

    You don't know what is right for them, specifically.

    And so there was still the issue of how I was going to end this story.

    How I was going to wake Russasha up after her having such deep and vivid thoughts in her dreams about these religions.  And end the story.  The story of Russia and how to overturn it for the favour of global politics.  How the geographical police force was going to relate with the civilian populations of every other country.  She wasn't an officer of the law.  Therefore she couldn't go anywhere safely.

    If she was going to put an end to the plot and stop Russia from being an global super-tyrant.  She needed to find harmony between the police force and the civilian population.  In every geographic region in Russia.  And for all of those police force to have the same type of relationship with one another, in service to an civilian population who knew of and had strict definitions of themselves as non-infantry civilians.

    Maybe if she could write down all of the parts of the aspects of her consciousness, really put it into writing, she could save the world.  But she had to be certain of one thing.

    That all of her officers and figures of authority who she thought of as under (beneath) her and the voice of her family attic upstairs had to be gay.  (Even if they weren't, they had to be (In true Jedi fashion, what was to be an deep honor to be awarded as such)).  And know that humans were truly gay.  And that all police work was the united global front of it (Jedi conflict and wars that played out in the duel between erect-fashioned sabers of light).  She had to know that they were gay.  In order to know anything.  And that they were okay with being gay.  Because that was the only way to win the global front of politics to the survival of the human race.

    An terrible and disturbing monster of mythical proportion surfaced in the dream which appeared to devour her and treat her as an subject without three dimensions; she was trapped in an line segment, between an beginning and an end.  And there was nothing she could do to expel herself from that sequence.  For it so held her within that dream.  That monster.  An monster of size and comparison she could not take on by herself.  And win the conflict it had over the dream territory.

    And what was the relationship between the fairy story (An story in which nothing happens to its main characters, only for something to start to happen into the story nature (needing help) where they are all fairies and they are in good communication with one another and hold most of the global aspects of human virtue).  And the story of Russasha sleeping.  And how did all of the other stories about religions connect with actual facts about reality about her.  For they did describe quite in detail and characteristic of what her dreams and thoughts were composed.  To an revealing and literate amount of.  Its own version of story nature.  Therefore.  Her imminent reality as an Russian maybe would never wake her up; and she would stay in dreaming and fairy land.  The awareness that there is no one good.  (Not yet).  And none of them care about you.  It was crushing and intolerable for her.  There had to be more to reality than just fairies and stories about them.

    And if all of those other stories about other religions could be shown to have said something dramatic and suspenseful about either the Christianna or the Fairy religion, then it was that the Fairy religion did know all of those parts of which were consciousness.  And yet it chose not to share them, you see, because it had an personality complex.  It chose to share with the subject based on an economic theory; which, if the observant subject saw fit to overlook, one would not be motivated to share with them economy and economics of character.  It had an personality complex.  It was stuck-up.  But it wasn't evil.

    It wanted to trade actual psychological concepts with you as economic agents within an system of Capitalism; where the scene and reality of life often involved the competition between the self and the other.  And erupted into flamboyant capitalism between parties.  As an party whom of some knowledge; knew more about the self and the universe than you do.

    In exchange for what you knew, but maybe in stages.  Only in steps.  Until I could learn to trust you.

    Until it was safe to share all of what I knew about consciousness.

    For which you would handsomely reward me.  For being quick and accurate.

    But —

    Pi was always blue.  It was water.  It was clearing.  An clearing agent.

    And so the end of the competition was always blue.

    One won over the other, an Christian or an Jew; and so the outcome of that competition was always blue.  (There being massive potential for comedy herein).

    Blue was π.  And π was blue.  What an deep and recurrent thought.  It was always blue to see the result of an Christian and an Jew fighting morals.  Because that would stop their fighting and end the current segment of the cycle that connects all things.  The water-wielding magicians who could harness this principle of π for their philosophy.  That eventually, from two dimensions, you always have an third in which the result of who had won between an Jew and an Christian would be measured and weighed.

    It was blue, because come on, obviously.  (For an feminist?).

    It was always an little blue in the Christmas Tree Lights about which had to win over the other this time and how they accomplished it.  There was something deep within the Christian and Jewish mind that was waking up; proceeding to reflect on how neither of them was doing anything which would overcome the other; and that they had proceeded to exit central thought altogether.  If neither one was trying to beat the other; but at what they were not able to for they had so proceeded in consciousness toward that understanding that they were both suppressing that thought of that they would have the notion of having sex with one another.  And if they now started to wake from it; together.  Hand-in-hand.  They could work together to identify those several conscious thoughts about what they thought of the awakening.  And begin to make their own series of things by which the conscious mind could be labeled and categorized for verbal opinion.  You know, one of those other sequences of thoughts that someone else had labeled and gotten wrong somehow.  But not the fairy one, which I hadn't told you yet.

    I mean; according to this scene if we take literally all of what I said as part of the Story of the Fairy.  Then basically what happens in this scene is that nothing begins happening to them.  And then they all end up blue because either the Self or the Other conflicted with the sentiment of the truth.  And it was blue and sad to see an conflict arise between them and have to be competed out in the open.  Even though it happened like basically every day.  Everywhere.  Bogus places that you haven't even thought of.

    And eventually, as always, would come an winner.  Blue.  Pi.  Neither.  That unknown-something.  An number that we can't identify all of but that we can know what it is from what we can.  And it reminds us of that certain way we look at reality; each one of us.  From our own individual perspectives.  Tapping into the power that comes from knowing your connection to the universe.  I did observe this phenomenon.  It did happen so-and-so like this.  Version.  My Version.

    You always come back to the connection whereby oneself has won out over the other.

    And that was the full circle and the deepest motivation of humanity.

    Blue.

    Sure, you could call it that!

    But I knew it as cleansed.

    RPG-wise.

    Our consciousness automatically reconnects with the feature of reality, π because that's the third fact of the universe the consciousness is based off of or constructed from.  

    Two-dimensions somehow always proceeds into three dimensions.

    We access that temporary part of the universe we do not know enough about.

    We all return to the cycle.  We go back to who won; Judaism or Christianity.  And it exists within the soul as psychologically distinct and define-able subjects an blue (visual mental signal) that somehow related to the cleanliness of all other specimens.  Since the subject had been cleansed, according to the fairy language, it was fine to start thinking about it in terms of whether Judaism or Christianity had won and at what particular times?

    That was after all, the full cycle within the fully realized and aware subject.

    If the first and second principles of the moral universe are death and worse-than-death, in an subject with free will who can exercise power over self or other, then the third is π; which means the possibility to do anything as an human.  (Infinite possibilities).  As long as one does not tend toward death or worse than death being real, actual fates in the universe there will always be more of π for humans to customize and make their own (wasn't that such an sacred great cause always to make our own world and environment no matter where we go in outerspace?).

    There was an provocation from an motive that served the self; and maybe also one which served the other.  Within one consciousness.  And they rivaled each other so.  Who was going to win between me and you, in this exact scene‽  And so being provoked in two ways within one soul, the human is not trapped between them, but can decide who was going to win, and who did, and who had won; over and over again until they realized the third stage was probably part of their psychology.  I mean, to the Author, it meant that human consciousness would always come back around to that subject: of one winning over the other.  The Christianna.  And they didn't necessarily need to get emotional about it every single time.  It was blue every single time because if one lost you felt bad for it; and if the other lost you felt bad for it also.

    But if, perchance, one were said to have resisted it or suppressed it.  This in fact would be an factor into their own exploration of their own psychologies.  And hiding something or trying to hide from the subject.  Was maybe part of their own suppression instinct; there was no instance of it being wrong or bad or evil to share something blue about the subject.  Therefore if people did resist it for some reason; it may be their own fault and had to do with their inability to realize the subject.  We could do it and go efficiently from one stage to the other without dramatically dramatising the melodramatic conflict between the self and the ego; One was going to win.  Oh yes.  One was going to win.

    And I knew it.  And the subject always came back to that in consciousness.

    So what?

    What else was new?

    But this third thing; not the competition of two individuals acting as specifically opposite, in some ways, dimensions.  But an third-level, cubed problem.  Which extends from war to war without ever overcoming once and for all, finally; it.

    It was an cubed-class problem.  That people of all different religions had answers to.

    What was so egotistical about an egotistic self winning once in an while?

    What was so egotistical about not?

    It was gay, Jesus.  They said.

    I know, he said to them.

    And that's what split these two religions for centuries.

    They both knew the truth that humanity was gay but couldn't be sure, exactly; because of the consideration of the other one.

    But now the Christiannans were saying it was natural to have collected around these two fascinations in the human soul; that one or the other weren't typically Christian or Jewish in nature.  And that there could be an result found out from the conflict every single time (by any religion), which would put an end to all disagreements about it.

    The natural contour of the human soul was its blue (this physical stage) in which an winner would have to be chosen between them.  And humans were free and willing individuals able to decide which situations they felt comfortable in acting out of completely selfish effort; versus when to be an common person to every common man or woman.

    Since the Christianna was able to point out something that neither Christianity or Judaism had managed to point out feasibly, it was in their nature to want to adopt those principles into their own belief system.  Where they could realize the confusion and pain they had felt from realizing themselves as individuals afraid of, perhaps, there being an decision made between them on an daily basis.  We had time to feel it out and sort it out emotionally.  In some circumstances—which I knew other people held against me, at least in some amount—I knew myself to be the chosen winner; by discipline and instinct.  I had heard there was something wrong with trying to be an Super Hero in this day and age; and yet to that amount I felt drawn to it always to want to be one's own protagonist.  And I help myself up to the masses as someone who could be the chosen winner.  Just because he had been thinking of himself; as well as others, however dynamically.  Okay!  We get it!  The great circle; the sequence of themes to which we are all dependent on.  Meant that we always go into the third stage, consciously, an stage in which the outcome of the primary competitive nature of the soul is held to be observed with no problem to it, in arbitrariness of the subject of its gloiy (light in the mind through which one sees) nature.  People's personalities and dynamic attitudes will always come back around to the quiet observance of which one is winning more recently; or which other.  It meant we all have different observations and devotions of self versus the other, in all things we do.  And the human spirit is particularly and specifically (designed) sensitive to it.

    We have to communicate to one another how we hold ourselves above other people; and why they don't rise up in triumph as competitors.  And why it fits that maybe some people, egotistically, are below me.  Who I used to suffer gladly.  And I don't have time for them.  And they are really just awful people anyway.  With whom I would not want to have any type of relationship.  Everybody has an extremely personal nature about them that has to do with their relationship to the self; each one of whom is different.

    Only you can make those decisions about what to do with your body, girl!

    And I realize this is the most homosexual aspect of my personality.

    We're all sensitive to how others see their own relationships to their-selves.  And it's just human nature to have or to want to have an relationship to the self in which one can tolerate one's own existence.

    And sometimes the self wins.  And sometimes the other wins.

    And that's just how it is.

    We will always come back around to that nature that wants to connect with everything.  Because that is home.  And that is where we come from.

    The result of the random firing of particles.

    One feasibly in service of itself (obviously); and one feasibly and observably not.

    However having competed against one another since the beginning of human life, possibly, were now more of an curve.  By design.

    This third aspect of consciousness, π, was just that inevitable outcome when it came to competing two persons visibly and publicly against one another as observers of dimensions.  When we tried to have the next biggest thought possible as humanity, we had to look beyond the competing of competitors.  On the third (cubed) level, it wasn't just about one self against another self.  It was an genocide, or an corrupt leader, or an military struggle.  Things we didn't necessarily immediately have an answer to.  In thinking about the cubed subject it felt natural just logically to order them to stop doing all of that which motivated them to behave in such an bad way.  There were second-level problems being observed.  Which involved 1 on 1 action, all of the time, so pay attention!

    When people conflict or compete against one another on the second mezzanine, they need to adopt the obscure ability of possessing alternate dimensions, ones from which they will base all operations.  And then of course, since they are in different realities, they need to have it out exactly what they are fighting for.  Even to the point of competing and winning the Christian point over.  Between the alternate dimensions.  They were actors of different dimensions, and so to roleplay with one another as competing characters, if they both accepted the proviso statement that they were participating in the competition publicly and wished to see out the advancement of the Christian point of view to its fulfillment.  The fair and other-dimensionally thinking of the other; as someone you know.  Who depends on your philosophical goodness.  Christiannans just ended up accepting that this competition would inevitably break out in public; and people would represent their preferences in different ways.  For glory and honor; for competition, and the gloiy spirit (the most fairy of fairy concepts).  Something above and beyond all holy ways, which were an broken concept because it was corrupt.  And then everybody would see the outcome.

    —and in that moment, think of it!  What would you see?—

    And this to happen, over and over again.

    Like clockwork even.

    What we see is that the Christianna has maybe designed and labeled this third aspect of consciousness, the transformation of the two-dimensional piece into an three-dimensional substance: your own hormones.  Which your own id had been suppressing out of fear.  (And people would be so bold and incorrect as to say this was why people were gay, an hormone imbalance).  And that was why the id couldn't even cry.

    The great cycle of Life wasn't in resistance to this being order; that should Judaism or Christianity happen to win out over the other it would be investigated under the special further and advanced circumstances that suppressing the urge, the ability to see an outcome between them.  Was unnatural.

    And the urge to see the outcome was forever in the gay instinct; for it was blue.  It was always blue.  No matter the outcome between them.  You know why that is‽  Because we're gay.

    We want to see an outcome to them.  Even if that means returning to the blue.  (One didn't win).

    Because it's just the littlest of difficulties.

    It's really not too much to ask, that we feel blue now and again, just like God felt blue for many times and an long time before; before humanity was created.  Maybe.

    For long periods of loneliness.  That could work something nasty on the mind; if one was possessed of consciousness as such this God is.

    Sure, God had some blue emotions.  Didn't everyone?

    But we always work through them together.

    An Christian or an Jew had won again.

    It didn't matter, to the fairy religion.

    It mattered maybe an little bit, to the Christiannan.

    Obviously one of them won again.

    That was always what happened.  It happened over and over and over again.  We got it.

    But if I could point that out, why hadn't necessarily I won over the other two contenders?  As my own religion with an heart and an beautiful soul.  Who knew obviously, that the sequence of reality would always return to π as we reconnected with that connection; our knowing oneness as individual specimens of an great and powerful species whose own consciousness—yup!  Their own idea of consciousness!—was meant for and depended on an connection with an absurd mathematical idea.  An mental quandary, for when one interacted with it it was, at once, reacting and interacting back with them; it was observable and yet you could not see all of it.  We had consciousness and yet consciousness couldn't explain all of where you came from.  We were connected.  That piece.  That one piece that all the universe is.  We are part of.  And for some reason our consciousness—we may not know why for certain—is dependent on that fact exactly; of reality really being like π.  Ever-expanding.  That there are some extremities you can't reach to.  That all of the universe is not within your concept.  That Time is an fictitious episode.

    And this is how water and blue shape our lives.

    Christianity or Judaism won again.  So what?  So what if the Christiannan won for being able to point out the process by which we were all coming back to the fact of the narration again and again?

    That's only the first and second things in consciousness.  How could you get to touch them all if they were outside of your π-zone?

    The point was.  The self, the subject comes back to the characteristic of the ego having won over the self again and again.  And all the ways in which people had decided and distinguished themselves as was really what the author and narrator were getting at.  Everyone had decided in their own ways how these concepts had touched their lives.  Sure, I suppose one could suppose there is an competition within the self oftentimes during the day in which one has to negotiate and justify territory in which one has chosen the self over those other people perhaps.  And of course everyone has an good reason to do so.  They being themselves know what to do.  They are after all the most expert subject on the subject of themselves, well, weren't they‽

    It was up to everyone subjectively to decide where they had chosen themselves above others; and on what levels and in which categories.  And it was fine for them to do so in the now and current society.

    An Christian couldn't win out over all of them, after all, could it?

    After all what, exactly‽

    Over all competitions.  Between the self and the feelings of other people.

    There was always an point of outcome and there just couldn't be all Jewish or all Christian outcomes where either the self or the other won out over priority of an specific mission.

    The rap sheet, everybody, in case you weren't sure.  Is that many Jews and many Christians have won out their argument and guiding point before.  This validates both of them.

    There is an competition within the spirit between them and it has something to do with distinguishing the locus of self-control between selves and others and their opinions in psychology.

    Which means.  You know it now, possibly?  That there's going to be another competition between selfhood and otherhood.  There's always going to be another competition between selfhood and otherhood.  And that's just how things are.  So don't suppress yourselves, emotionally, from not feeling within your own right to take an selfish act during the day.  For all of the power you need to.  And it's okay to feel selfish feelings among others by serving one another and ourselves at different points of time during the day.  And that's just the natural human rhythm so don't try to upset it.

    Another selfish ego had won out over egotistic thinking.

    It wasn't great news but it was better news.

    There were reasons and other people who were needing and wanting things.

    The same old struggle.  That happens again and again.

    Jesus had capped the best point made on it, perhaps:

    The other was part of the self, and so it was selfish not to act like this.

    Great.

    Whatever.

    Get over yourselves.

    And if the Christianna could make an humble contribution to the continuation of this tradition, it would say that all storytelling is the telling of the conflict between the self and the other in the egotistic human awareness of consciousness.  All connections between the self(-elves) or others are the motivation for an type of conflict which happens within one's own character.  We want to help others, but we are able and capable of solving it alone; but only be, for with your help so much more.  But we need to serve our own needs.  It's the classic denial and rap-sheet punk show.

    Everyone has an past.

    We're going to do things to serve others.  As we are going to do things to serve ourselves.

    We can't only serve others or only serve ourselves.

    We have to do both; because that's what we bio-logically or bio-genetically are.

    And it's okay to compete the two subjects from time to time without necessarily associating either one of them with either Christianity or Judaism.

    Great it was happening all over again.  The outcome was blue again.  Whatever.  One had won out over the other.  So what?

    Why did everyone need to keep freaking out over it, again and again; the constant negativity?

    Just all-out sorrow in search of and finding its intelligence.

    We were connected to the great infinite; the π.  The thing we could not reach the end to.  And that was just naturally an part of consciousness we had objectively and subjectively to deal with.  We had the first two moral rules of existence; and we had the first two aspects of human consciousness.  We couldn't perceive everything.  And that wasn't within human nature.  But we could perceive an God; who might perceive everything (at least, everything that was happening at present (but did not know further into the future in just the same way an human cannot see into the future)).  I could not justify an God who knew everything that would happen in the future because I felt it stripped the human of its own concept of self-will and willpower.  Free will, philosophically, depended on an God that didn't know everything about the future yet.

    But I had an good prediction: there would be more conflict and twilight between self versus self.  And some people would be messy with it and not perform it perfectly in an skyscraper of importance which housed the many different types of people this story had come to include.

    —why! said the fairy.  There have come to be so many things happening inside this narrative!

    And all from nothing.

    Nothing was happening to them.  That's actually how the story goes.  And then they had come up against the self-versus-self conflict exploding into reality from an place different than, perhaps, the second floor mezzanine of my private gardens.  There were still many people up on the third floor, in the cubed problems reality.  But they appeared to have calmed down because they had seen there were in fact many more of them on the second level and they had begun performing self-versus-self public encounters in which the dimensions of the two participants involved were examined.  For artistic merit.  Using personality and demonstration.  If it was okay to act like we were occupants of different dimensions; then that had to be fun, right?  What did it mean competitively?  What different advantages did we have?  And if we could not fully venture into the third dimension at present, because that was the biggest thought we could have, as humans.  We couldn't perceive of an world beyond two dimensions, in which competitors bravely fought it out on the dance floor and stage of, I would recommend for title, War Terror perhaps as is like an dance floor but in the third dimension, where people don't have to oppose themselves one on one; they can perform all kinds of cubed "Group" specimens of behavior and caliber.  Dance troops galore.

    Good for them.

    But this was the biggest thought we could have, perhaps, that two people were one from one dimension and the other from another one; and at the third level it appeared there may be an expansion of that effort, so that it is naturalized rhythmically and harmonically in not only individual versus individual but group competitive leagues.  In diversity of opinion about what would constitute the next biggest thought humanity could think.

    There may be third level expansion on the issue of whether it was possible for an human to have an thought bigger than its competition with the other; that self they the other knew as the other.  And that if the competitive leagues could be expanded from up there, on the cubed level of this supposed meeting place of all peaceful religions.  Maybe there were bigger thoughts that they could think of; which told enigmatic tales of selves versus others as groups of selves and yet the individual still wins out.  It's truly beautiful.  Humans are all about how they've negotiated themselves over others and it is in the tendency of the species to migrate both ways.  And to find for themselves, those individual circumstances in which they themselves will choose one over the other; and thus end the cycle.

    Returning to blue.  Just like all of them.

    And that is the nature of thoughts.

    One or the other wins; everybody goes home happy in some dimensions.

    And we are diverse problem-solvers who find for ourselves times when it is our time and it belongs to ourselves; and time that is meant for others time, which all belongs to them.

    It's just the same old thing, over and over again.  The self needs to satisfy the self, but the other needs to satisfy the other.  And one is destined, as an human, to choose always between them.

    Now what were the specific situations!

    Was what we were getting to.  That's where we would find the juice.  And why individuals maybe acted one way, even when others pressured them not to act that way.  (Because the self sometimes wins out in the heart, and that's how it is).  There were specific situations.  And I wasn't afraid to admit it.

    I knew which ones.  I already had thought completely and carefully on the subject.

    It was me, baby.  I was the star.

    I was the star of all of those episodes in which my character came up against some conflict; some stirring human need to be governed solely by what one had planned for oneself or solely by what one had planned for another.

    And that was the basis for all thought.

    There was always, at first, an egotistic idea that became attached to motivations in favour of the self; and then an counter-balance, counter-force, or counter-power of motivation and determination in favour of decisively the other.  And then eventually one of them won out the battle between them.  It wasn't hard or mistake-ridden or difficult to accept; there was nothing wrong with that.  It was just the endless cycle of the universe.  Which always would return to an outcome of thought; one wouldn't resist.  It was either one or the other.  Like, how complicated could it actually be?

    But what were the specific situations, my ego demanded!

    Okay, well I don't usually tell anyone this, but I haven't always and completely been in the service of the other (Jesus) my whole life.  I mean, you get that I know I need to and am genetically made to serve both myself at times and other people at times.  I can't feasibly solely do one or the other all of the time.  And so it is moral and fine to accept that I have to do one or the other.  Eventually.  And this is why problems with suppression of the instinct come to such definite negative fate so many times.  If we suppress our will to observe which instinct won over the other then we may not achieve that natural progression of what time and reality actually means.

    If people try to resist the instinct of either themselves or others winning out over an particular situation.  Then they run into all sorts of mental health issues and genetic complex symptoms.

    Okay, but on the other hand my soul is truly Christian, for I have always thought of others and not solely myself since I was young.

    If all thought and action and motivation was based in this essential conflict of the self with the self: how much to accommodate them (others) versus how much to accommodate myself.  Because it involved the outcome that there had to be an winner.  And so we were all winners, in some ways!

    And it was still just an really boring concept that we would always be blue about it.

    Great, the self won over the other.  My lucky day?

    Or.  Great!  The other won over the self.  Actually, that makes me feel kind of happy.

    But the point is, at some point, you need to make an decision about how you treat yourself versus how you treat others.  You need them to understand that you're doing it that way exactly for an reason; you really are behaving your character and there weren't necessarily any mental health issues or concerns that you had to deal with personally.

    And each and every person decides specifically for themselves; how they manage to justify their own character.  And each self is quite particular to each self.

    They know exactly why they deserve to be preferred over you.

    And exactly why you don't deserve to be preferred over them.

    In each and every single situation you can think of.

    About themselves.

    And that's how much they know about each other.

    But we all know; or at least have thoughts about.  How we could, ourselves, be better than another character in any given situation.  Or prefer ourselves over the other; whom has their own dimensions and realities in which they are the self who is the better in the contract and intersection of their behavior and personality.  Over others.

    So you think you are my better in certain ways?  In certain behaviors.  In certain interactions.

    You think I should choose you over me; in some ways.  And I think you should choose me over you; in some ways.  That's Ego 101.

    And there are certain situations.  And certain behaviors.

    Exact places where I did choose me over you.  And there was an expanse of time over which that happened.  That, to me, I was more important than you.

    An actual expanse of time.  Over which that happened.  Imagine that happening.

    And, I figured, you as well had an expanse of time over which that was happening to you.

    You actually thought that you could be right about knowing all of the situations and which one of them of which you had chosen yourself as more important (than me).  Than me in that moment!

    In which moment?

    I was mystified.  The question mark became an interrobang in my mind.

    It was observably of hypnotic power to my mind.

    I knew which situations I was first in, and it was all of them!

    But I was just teasing, because I wanted to provoke it out of you!

    I was an moral subject; clearly, I could not be first in all of them.  I always had to choose between myself and others.  And my life was an poverty for that reason (at least, as per the thought in these opponents).  And that's what justified me even more in my greed.  And I contested openly with others whether greed actually did exist; wasn't it just another old worn-out concept?  That didn't really fit or categorize anything important about human character.  Like how much greed I have that I am proud of.  For knowing what isn't at fault, to be greedy.  Everyone wants to serve themselves.  And we fear, personally, not offering themselves enough.  By taking it away from others.  That part of ourselves that, if they could have identified it as character within character would see that I was the one with most character.  We fear not giving ourselves enough because we're scared to take it away from others.  What we deserve.  The reputation and status that go with knowing moral and correct behavior.

    Greed was an virtue, the way I had it figured.

    Greed meant to serve oneself above the other.

    And what was necessarily wrong with that?

    Humans couldn't always only argue feasibly in defense of the other.  Perfectly.  Again and again.  Forever.  And they never had.

    It just appeared to me that we all needed to rethink knowing which actions in which one would prefer acting on behalf of the self; and which on behalf of the other.

    And everyone has those preferences.  And that's how we know ourselves.

    We have an expanse of time in which we are free do to whatever we want in the service of the nature of the self.

    And since we know and have that feeling we know we are still in control of our ego; and what it feels like to have gone through what, exactly one had gone through.

    If we didn't have free time to ourselves in which we could solely think about the self; then would anything else really be worth it‽

    Knowing that we had to choose ourselves sometimes and not the other.  And at other times we had to choose the other and not ourselves.

    It wasn't the most natural of rhythms to learn.  It had, after all, disconnected humanity from π and its thinkable concept in reality for such an long time.

    But eventually two dimensions made way into three dimensions.

    We could act out two dimensions interacting with each other at the same time; competing rivals in an public display of what dimensions mean.  But there were other dimensions of character that we had to deal with; and that was part of the explanation of what dimensions mean.

    We could act out an bigger display, if we needed to.

    We could act out the inter-dimension travel between individuals taking down whole groups of rivals at the same time.  People blessed and imbued with such powers as to make an competitive example before the republic.  Then we could maybe think an bigger thought.

    Than just competing dimensions; and what it meant to act out those dimensions and one's occupying one as an human actor.

    And if one were to take it up to the cubed level; which might have some connection with why it was an bigger thought than just two people fighting at an time; each representing different dimensions.

    There were whole dynamics of character that didn't involve fighting or an conflict of any kind.

    We weren't just acting out two dimensions anymore for public display and affection; but an dynamic and non-sparsely independent interplay between forces who competed with each other and forces who didn't.  If we could have an bigger and more complex thought than how deep it was to have these forces combat one another publicly as though they were occupants of different dimensions.  Then maybe they could start to see what an larger and more sophisticated play would look like: one in which there may be the occupying of different dimensions or the occupying of several dimensions at once.  An space in which performers not only combatted each other but deliberately practice a-combat with one another as an specific order to their priority and character.  They weren't necessarily about the game of combating humans as foes in strictly two dimensions.  And there was room for other questions like how could they relate to one another outside of the fact of needing to compete with one another one on one sometimes.  How they could take up identities and personalities that maybe weren't in combat.  But were looking on for sport.  And society and identity was this dynamic inter-complex in civilization, where competitions between individuals and competitions between groups of individuals both took place in the public eye.  Including those exchanges between the non-fighting characters.  Characters who wouldn't duel or spar.  Characters who won't just try to personify different dimensions of battle.

    There was an part of the play between them, all these fighting units and all of these non-fighting units.

    The fighting units, which were between groups of individuals and individuals themselves, existed in contrast to the non-sparring non-fighting units, who were their complete other.

    The space was not limited just to two personalities duking it out by associating themselves with an particular reality or dimension, but comprised inter-dimensional space in which battlegrounds could be explored with video game components & rhythmic battle scenarios.  It wasn't just an one on one, anymore, it was an sandbox of events co-existing and interacting with each other.

    And in fact entire factions could be surmised.

    The biggest thought was not one on one by each competitor representing different dimensions; but there being several more dimensions than just two at once and all being cubed in this way, they could, theoretically, battle their multi-dimensional beings in the sport of combat in the same way they had one-on-one dimensions.  And competitions between factions and individuals.  Now, instead of two people each representing their own dimension, there were multiple factions and dimensions represented by more than two parties in the entire encampment.

    The biggest, deepest thought we have about the universe was not that there may be two dimensions represented by different points of view; but that there were multiple more dimensions than just two: and the closest we could get to representing it in public was by multiple parties and factions duking it out in competitive space in bi-lateral and multi-lateral interplay.

    The universe was more truly like this and reflective of this interplay.

    There was an procession of events ranging from two dimensions occurring at once; to an third factor—π—which expanded outward forever and which any number of dimensions could occur.  π was truly that full circle without any beginning or end.  The expanse of time and energy that exists not between just two dimensions or individuals; but all of them and expanding ever forever onward.  Humans could not adequately capture or represent this truth in an public context of competition between individuals for the same reason.  There was no end to it, and π (that quality of the universe that spanned infinitely) the human mind had to be cognizant of while at the same time not being able to know all of it.  For some reason, however, we were able to identify the π as an whole thing in itself; without however knowing everything about it (every digit).  And people were free to act upon that fact with one another on the third floor mezzanine.  Problems that appeared to expand onward forever without any definite ending were the viable subject.

    This perhaps explains why the play and the theatre became such popular human components of the arts.  An play among an group of individuals could more accurately represent the larger concept of the cubed universe.  Instead of remaining on the second floor, where the subject remained to be only the competition between individual and individual at different times.

    π was two becoming three; becoming an circle.  Opening into its infinite property.

    π was two becoming three; becoming an circle.  Opening into its endless property.

    The transition between two points (dimensions as length and width) becoming length, width, and depth.  The third dimension.

    And, since these were the first three properties of human consciousness; self-consciousness for the self, self-consciousness for the other, and π (the outcome of the competition between self and other) that it would always continue returning back to; it made sense that an building (the three-tiered room in an skyscraper) could be constructed with the discretion toward what types of people whom would gather on each floor.  Perhaps an deeper meaning in this is that the first floor represents the full consideration of the self, the second floor represents the full consideration of the other, and the third floor represents the outcome between them and the winner or loser (self or other) that time and human cyclicity would always eventually return to.

    They represented, each floor, different kinds of problems.

    Self or other would always eventually win out within the human soul.  And to try to represent it as such in an artistic architectural design might be the best way to describe it.

    So to recap, there may be more than two dimensions but we can find out more about them by acting like them.  By occupying different dimensions, in roleplay.  We could find out more about ourselves and about the dimensions we occupied.  By pretending and performing to be in separate dimensions as one on one competitors.  We cannot have an bigger thought than that.  But since we were only roleplaying what dimensions were we could also roleplay dimensions neither one of us had known to exist.  And that would be the bigger play.

    And it may be true that we cannot really think any further beyond that; and that is why it is hard to understand.

    But, if π is part of the sequence of separate components of consciousness then it always comes back to itself; the appreciation and observation of winners and losers in the competition between the self and the other's soul.  Which exists within all human psychology.

    The moment when we realize the competition has ended; and there was one chosen, an winner.

    And it feels an little blue.

    Because the competition is over.  And one of them had to lose.

    It was sad that one of them had to lose in order for the other one to win.

    But there was an clear winner.  There was always an clear winner.

    You know, but I was also interested in finding out what were the thirty two elements of consciousness.

    And I had already figured out three.

    And possibly the last one; blackness, nothingness, the void.

    Was that what had become of blackness, that it wasn't allowed to be in possession of the knowledge of all of the first and last things in the human mind‽

    Forced to think not one able to reach the first and last things.

    And the second-last thing in the mind I had said was in contrast to nothing.  Something.  Itself.  And I had said all other individual parts of awareness in the mind were derivations of this.  Combinations between nothing and something.  Were the first three things—self, other, and the outcome of the competition between them—derivations of an combination of values between something and nothing? And could this help us find out more about the human motive to make personal gain in the provocation of being derivatives of the combination between something and nothing?

    If the motive in the self to serve the self or to serve the other stirs; just keep it quietly.

    Had something to do with the concept of the self or the other in the mind; an quasi-distinction: the winning outcome between the self and the other.  Was also in play.

    Was the self, then, some derivative of an combination of nothing and something?

    We couldn't be nothing; there had to be something.

    We were thought itself.

    "I think, therefore I am;" René Descartes (17th Century France).  Cogito, ergo sum.

    And so, then, my theory about the consideration of the other being the second thing in awareness of mind.  This was also subject to being an derivation between the sum of something and nothing?

    And π too then, is itself an derivation creating form between forces of nothingness and something-ness.  That may be why we can identify it without having to consider the whole number and all parts of it at once (which is impossible).  We can see the shape.  The form of it.  An circle.  An cycle.  That I myself am in.  An cycle that readily goes from self to spin cycle.  There would be an little competition between serving self and other again.  And again.  And again.  Over and over again.  And every single time one would be the winner.  And then we would go back to that connection we have with eternity.  Like always.  Like always the cycle would go.

    If all these three first things were themselves different derivations of the last two parts of consciousness: the void and the something in contrast to it.  They were in fact the deepest ensconced derivations of them.  The self was the deepest derivation of combination between something and nothing.

    Did you know?  You can't see all of π but nonetheless you know what it is.  How is this possible?

    This stood out as the main point I was trying at.

    The perimeter of an circle is always calculated πr² (this is how you can find the circumference and area).

    That's why it always returns back to where it started from: π

    π is the number used to calculate an circle.

    You can't see all of pi, but how would you identify it?  You identify it as an circle in two dimensions, but can that actually exist in three dimensions?

    How can we know what pi is, and at the same time know basically nothing about the whole sequence (limited to our human perspective)?

    This, essentially, is what I am claiming populates the third part of awareness.  Our indefatigable connection with an ever-expanding universe that, itself, might be come to be represented by an endless blue the term π.

    The universe itself is of the nature of π, after all, isn't it?

    We can only have information about so much of it; we can never have all of the information about it.

    It would be like trying to count π (calculate π) out.  You could keep counting for eternity; for that really is how much it expands around us.

    You would never reach the end to that number.

    We can only have so much of it.  And yet we can identify all of it because it comes back around to us from the other side.

    And our consciousness is of this nature.  To be connected with all of reality thus so.

    That it always returns to this state of mind; the third part of the conscious awareness.  The part where the outcome between self and other is determined.  In parallel, is also π and why everything keeps returning to it.

    The relationship between the self and the other is an circle.

    One of them always wins (and that's how it always keeps coming back to itself).

    The cycle is that one of them wins.

    Trying to suppress it or un-dignify it from occurring could have drastic mental health consequences.

    The part of the mental consciousness that controlled Judaism and Christianity always came back to that fact of one winning over the other.  And then the cycle repeating so another winner could be chosen.  And it would always go on and on indefinitely in the human consciousness, because that was what the human consciousness was in character.

    So I started not to be surprised when another competition between them ended.  It was just an freaking-out-like-an-sports-fan type of moment I didn't want to share in anymore.  And it didn't bother me at all when an new cycle started, and the competition between self and other began again.  It was going to be either self or other who started it.  Maybe that was always in the sequence of the character of consciousness.  Self or other started it; and then there would be an competition between them.

    An outcome would be decided.

    So I was ready for it when the self started to appear to me to be more important than the other.

    Or vice versa.

    The other would start it; and the other's demands and wants will try to be more important.

    The competition continues until there is an clear winner.

    In an individual situation, self or other will ultimately be chosen out to be more important than the other.

    In what situations was I more in favour of myself; and in what other or other of the other (there were so many others) situations where I wasn't?

    Didn't everyone have an egotistical self-reflection on such an thought?

    Didn't everyone have an good reason why it should be one way or the other?

    In particular which moments called for greed and which moments called to care.  (To greed in the opposite direction, toward the other's needs over your self).

    If the first qualities of the aware mind, as I had identified them, were all derivations of the original last two things on every person's mind: something and nothingness.  Then the part of the self which is first because it is really all about the self is much deeper entrenched psychologically (but only because it is an derivation of the mixture and combination between something and nothing).  Just as are the components of the aware consciousness responsible for the other-serving impulse and the blue outcome stage after an clear winner has been announced.  Every part of the consciousness except the last two was an derivation of an admixture between somethingness and nothingness (the Void).  And so feelings of the self, feelings of the other, and feelings of the outcome between them were all three the deepest and most entrenched derivations of something mixing with nothing.

    And since I could name the first three parts of consciousness; as well as the last two parts.  The two parts of which I had previously claimed would help me name all of the parts of consciousness working backwards from the last (Void) part of the awareness.

    And it didn't mean necessarily that I had to share all of them with you.

    I could reverse engineer an theory of consciousness.  And that was on my shoulders.

    And I knew and believed that I could name all 32 aspects of consciousness.  In an way that nobody would disagree with.

    Was it important for this story, as part of the plot, for me to beginning naming all of them?

    Maybe not.

    But I'll tell you what was part of the story: the first two things.  The awareness of feeling like nothing was happening to you (and the realization that fairies were doing nothing).  And then, the second thing that happened, the meeting of all of those people in the second and third floors; and the truth that it was an secular environment with its own garden on the first floor of what was called the mezzanine.

    How could the plot advance so quickly like that?

    From at first doing nothing; to doing so much at once?

    And these were only the first two things to happen in this story.

    It was an metaphor for the development of human religion on secular Earth.  There was no way it was going to develop so quickly.  But in this story.

    It escalated so fast.

    We were all at once happening in the secular lounge at the top of an skyscraper.  From only moments ago, when we were nothing and doing nothing and nothing was happening to us.

    Even though we were fairies.  And you just taught yourself you were smart enough to narrate fairies all the way through the subject of religion like this.

    To the point of two whole things happening in an whole story about how fairies know all of the parts of consciousness and that's why they're fairies.  They know the last two things.  They know the first three things.  They know all of them.

    But that doesn't mean other religions can't know all of them too.

    It starts with there being two more than thirty: 32.

    Two more than thirty because there are thirty derivations between something and nothing within the human aware consciousness; and the first three derivations to occur in the mind are always the first three; and everything after that (after π) expanded infinitely.  But there were only 30 total to be caught by human awareness in this present genetic form.  (Because there were three levels, 10, 20, and 30).  Or in other words, base level problems, squared-level problems, and cubed-level problems.

    The first derivations, therefore, the first of which occupies the 30th place in the sequence of consciousness.  Are the least deep and most shallow desires and temptations of the human soul.  They are an difference between nothing and something; and yet they are least complex because the first three layers of consciousness are the deepest layers; and so they together affect everything moreso than the extremity of consciousness.  They are the most complex derivations.  The derivations that are arrived at last, by continuing on to combine different derivatives of the something + nothing effect; an hypothetical creation of an form.  Starting with the last derivation (the 30th part of consciousness), derivations are variations of one another's complex symmetry and a-symmetry between something and nothing that become more complex the further they are along in the cycle.  Depending on whether you approach it from the beginning forward or the end backward.  (The deeper they are in the psyche).

    Can I name thirty derivations (starting with the first three Primal Spirits of self, other, and outcome of some supposed process of creation (of mixture) of the nothing factor in the mind versus the something factor in the mind (these last two parts or properties of awareness)?  And ending with the last two Primal Spirits that I know of‽

    Oddly specific, isn't it?

    But I wasn't necessarily going to name and label all of them, as part of the story.  More importantly, I wanted an third thing to happen in the sequence of events in the story world.  I wasn't composing psychological theory as an insider doctorate with eclectic taste.  I was making an story about fairies.

    So you know what the third thing to happen was?

    Sex.

    All of those fairies who were in the skyscraper went home that night; having made such progress into the globalization and globality of democracy.  Went home and had sex.  And it was an different reason then because none of them knew it.  Because the circumstance was different it was different.  The difference was that if they had all gone home and had sex, there would be some harmony or an different relationship between them somehow.  Without them necessarily knowing it.  (An fair bed for and third stage and level of Comedy).  (And have you now distinguished between who were the fairies and who were all of the other people?).  And they made merry-fairy making, dividing into private pairs.  The fairy story was about nothing happening being resolved.  And since now it was.  Because there was so much happening on the mezzanine.  All of the fairies went home happy; and they cared not one iota of all of those other peoples of different religions who had gathered there.  And what their problems were.  And why they couldn't go home happy or sleep at night.  It didn't matter to the fairies.  They had gotten what they wanted.

    They had an open, secular society in which people could come to contemplate and focus on solving problems according to the level of the problem.

    The fairy story is about sex being π also, in an way.  The third factor in the human consciousness was π.  The third thing to happen in the story was sex.

    What did that tell us?

    That sex and π were related somehow.

    Sex was about the endless sequence, on some level.

    An sequence that always came back to the completion of the battle for dominance between selfhood and other-hood in the announcement of an winner.

    If π was reality, and it continued on forever, then the sequence of motive self, other, and then outcome of the competition between them would continue on forever as well.

    And so their attention turned to: obviously.  Which was winning, Judaism or Christianity‽

    And how would we tell who was winning, exactly?

    What would constitute an win.

    How would we tell who won and who lost?  Except being ourselves aware of them?

    What was the instance of an competition between them happening?

    Why did we always know who had won and who had lost?

    I have legitimate reasons for choosing myself over others sometimes.

    I'm arguing that it might be true that every person has legitimate reasons which they have perfectly calculated; so how could they be wrong‽

    We all know those types of situations in which one would favor oneself over the other; and we have our decisions premade we have made based on them.  And everyone is like that.  It might be true that true communication in the day and age of the 21st century is based on the ability or not to be articulate perfectly enough to explain why, in certain circumstances, one chooses to count oneself as first among others.  Whereas there are other circumstances in which one would not be first.  And all of those decisions had been chosen carefully.  Everyone had an reason.  And they could prove it.

    And so be sensitive to that nature; where people may be well-reasoned in whether they are serving others or themselves.  At which particular moments.

    Instead of being afraid of it; maybe ask them carefully why and what was their reason for having to favor oneself over the other sometimes.  Exactly making an hierarchy between them.

    How could one person choose themselves over the other so often; and yet to be able to choose?

    In my life, said the Author, I did have circumstances where I had to count myself higher than another person in an hierarchy.  But doesn't everybody?  And it's not like I had removed those parts of my life in which I felt that other people were higher than me in the hierarchy sometimes.  It was just that I knew exactly why I was higher, and better, in which circumstances and what; and while at other times you were being higher.  I was juggling both concepts like an entrepreneur.  Religion, in its most secret definition, was just the truth that we always had to juggle with one or the other sometimes.  You could have two religions and say you were leaning toward both of them.

    It wasn't immoral just to be picky sometimes.

    And we could all recognize and chose to want to know that everybody did choose their selves over their others sometimes.  And that everybody did choose their others over their selves sometimes.

    And everyone had good reasons for doing so.

    Families often quarreled over it in fact.

    What were some specific reasons to choose oneself over the other sometimes?

    Well first of all, you were yourself.  Therefore you knew yourself the most and knew what was best for you the most out of and over everybody else that knew you.

    But like; what were specific scenarios?

    What were the times in your life where you would do things differently?  How could science study them?

    Depending on who you favored as an subject.

    Like what.

    What were the actual times?

    Like when it came to Logic, and Rhyme and Grammar; Context is the winning thought about what is reality.  When my community needed me; I gave it my all.  I did care about the context of knowing others.  Of needing to serve them sometimes because that is the respect we give ourselves and others.  It is quite an delicate subject however, of when it was appropriate for them to serve you.

    It paid to have an detailed plan in action.

    People could serve me if I asked for something.  And I paid enough money for it.

    But they could do it without me paying them sometimes.  What is the definition of an friend, after all, but someone you meet everywhere you go‽

    And it was okay for me to serve them this way sometimes as well.

    We all bear unique gifts which are fashioned to serve one another.

    By Design.

    And also it was okay to ask for help or to ask for other people to serve you toward some goal.

    This was how all of humanity's major achievements happened.

    People working together; wasn't it an beautiful thing‽

    Instead of treating other people like 1's and 0's I was myself treating all of them like equal 1's.  The eleventh level of reality.  The possibility of the existence of two solitary individuals being added together to equal more than an 1 and an 0 together (an ten).

    And I existed for that second level in which we could all be 1's in the workplace.

    I wasn't always necessarily there to serve them or they to serve me; and we were just working together as equals.

    But when the conflict did arise; of who should favor their bosses more than themselves sometimes.  It became an true question of how much you were committed to that belief in the competition between them always coming back around to the outcome.  An winner.  And that you did have to choose yourself, maybe, an majority of the time.  You weren't serving anybody but yourself in those instances; and that's the way it should be.

    But Christianity was the belief that maybe the second, the other should win an majority of the time.  For an specific reason.

    I didn't buy it from either of them.

    There was no way an person could base an personality around in majority serving oneself.  Neither could there be any kind of majority of serving only the other.

    The third thing was always which would win.

    And if everyone was mature enough to look at the outcome every time it happened; without resisting there being an outcome and creating pre-conscious cathexis.  Suppressed instinct and emotion, normally carried by the id.  The urge to cry when one is out in public.  Covered over for safety.

    People would attack anyone who was so emotional and weak, wouldn't they?

    You see, it was just an bit of blue, every time there is an end to the competition.  One wins and so we feel blue an little about the other not winning and in fact losing.

    And so we know which won by what way we feel blue.

    And it's an question of more often than the other one.  How often?

    How often do I serve myself versus how often I serve others.  It could only be one way or the other.  Or I had permanently divided it into two.  I could serve myself this one way by repeating that behavior; and could serve others equally in another way that somehow all balanced out.  I could have an more general philosophy of how I served myself and others that didn't have to be an stressful situation every time I had to choose between myself and other.  I could answer it as I was creating it.  Perhaps this is from where Philosophy draws its true power.

    I wondered securely whether you could definitively associate either Judaism or Christianity with one or the other (serving in majority the self versus serving in majority the other).  The permanent disposition of these religions, an majority of times you had chosen either yourself or another as the primary benefactor of an event and circumstances of that event.  People had an good reason to balance them out maybe (perhaps some admitted it was impossible (but others tried to balance and to show they had good reason for trying to balance at least some of the time: so that you could learn to trust them)).

    Everyone had an strong idea about how they were going to serve humanity by separating work from health practice.  And they took privileges and excuses for themselves sometimes; to value oneself over another (big deal).  Each person, I theorized, knew how they balanced out: the things you would do for yourself versus another person.  They knew all of the circumstances and instances they had specialty in of how they were evening off their service to one another.  They knew specifically why it balanced.  They knew specifically why their skills were of that value to another person; because they knew that was why they took special privileges for themselves here in one place; and another.  They deserved it for some reason.  They were doing all the work they could do in service to others.  In an specific way.  And that warranted that they not serve others in an specific way.  Which they had intended for themselves.  And what they did in standing and of service to the self.

    I was theorizing about Logic, and Rhyme and Grammar because that was the way I could serve others as well as my own ego.  And maybe, just perhaps, those were the categories of the areas of intelligence I considered myself above other people in station than.  For good reason, I assure you.

    Sex was the third thing that happened in the story because that's exactly what happened.

    And all who were left in my skyscraper were the sad, dejected emos of religions with forgotten ways.  Religions who didn't have the creature comfort of knowing all the parts of the awareness or the certainty that comes from knowing an fairy existence.  They had done an enormous amount of categorization activity and they were happy and pleased with themselves for it.  The other religions could stay up in their skyscraper all night long and the Fairy wouldn't care.  They had Logic, and Rhyme, and Grammar.

    And so it developed into an grand performance, that they would play whenever they gathered with the other religions, high above the city in their skyscraper garden.  And the point was to capture an single instant thought—you know an random horny thought—about the fairy sex.  (An fantasy).  Cognitively, in the mind of the observer (the audience).

    And that was how they represented their religion.

    Fairy people would always try to draw people into that moment of an fairy.  (How they thought about sex).  In order to prove that they could.  And to them that was the ultimate form of religion.  The triumph continued on and for years we could actually perform and identify together instances of having sexual thoughts in public.  It wasn't selfish.  Or selfless.  Or whatever‽

    And wasn't entertainment just an game of trying grab the attention of the most people with sexual thoughts in public‽

    We wanted to include an performance, thought the fairies, that would make people realize they were having those thoughts when they were having them the most.  That was the true status and reputation of entertainment today.  Getting people to think of those hidden vibrant desires of their hearts.  We wanted people to realize they were having them together.

    We wanted that to be an known public power of the Fairy religion altogether.  We could represent something about your mind; which your mind couldn't resist.  Its own horny thoughts.  And so making you think of them together at the same time; entertainers play at the boundary between individuals realizing they were having the same type of sexual thoughts (at the same time) by showing them how they were doing it on stage (which is the true nature and observance of all romantic art).  And entertainers who are geniuses are professionals at doing it.  They usher and accommodate the presence of these Lovers; these two projected individuals who were together thinking those same thoughts.  And that was how we got them!  The fairy magic couldn't be resisted.  We performed together both being aware and knowing of the sexual thoughts of others all around us.  Being able to interact with them or resist them through divine intervention.  Entertainers poked fun at it from the stage.  We would always have these type of thoughts eventually.  And so it was funny when people realized they were having them together.

    Well, fairies always did have their way of being most deep and possessed of the most sophisticated of intellect.

    (That's why they were called fairies, remember).

    And so the fairy story, as it panned out, was the reaction to their public display, which taught people who watched it that we could all have those kind of horny thoughts no matter what religion we were an part of.  They weren't interacting with an public anymore; they were interacting with their own effect on the public.  If they really did believe in it that much.

    It was kind of like that quantum mechanics theory conundrum; what you observe "observes you in character" and/or your mere observation has an effect on what you're observing exactly.

    And the Fairy religion got deeper and more complex because of other religions.

    The more they performed, or split off into groups with one another, possibly to climb to the second or third floor.  The more fairies got their message across, that they could name all 32 components of conscious awareness even when possibly, maybe even some of the other religions couldn't.

    "But we know the first three things and you're leading us to all of this," said the Christiannan, "to be aware of what is your opinion of how we can address categorization of something that we don't even know can accurately be described with an set of layers."

    "Am I, though?" answered back an fairy supervisor, who was supervising the narrator's telling of the story of the fairy religion.

    "Well, we thought you were;" said the Christiannan.

    "And why did you think that?" said the Fairy.

    "That we believe in and deserve everything we gain just because we think we do is not an unfamiliar moral concept to us."

    "So you do agree?" said the fairy, "I'm not leading you to the discovery of all of those components of self-awareness.  And I wasn't planning to.  And you're assuming that I was for what reason‽"

    "We have done something we are morally unaware of," said the Christianna, "by assuming that you were going to tell us all of them.  We apologize.  We're getting ahead of ourselves."

    "That's exactly right!" said the most en-thrilled fairy.

    If I counted myself first among others on such topics as English, Logic, and Grammar then the reader ought to know why.  And there were other topics which I wasn't first in (over another individual) and I served others, and that was fine.

    Topics under which I favored my own opinion and my own selfish gain over others were variously related to the subjects of Rhyme, English, Logic, and Grammar.  In an moment when one would need to make an expertise on any of these array of subjects, one knew that I was capable of it.  And that's why I held myself to be more important in matters under these topics.

    Fairies, as I had introduced them, dealt with worse-than-death issues moreso than issues of mortality, which were more the responsibility of an Jedi police force.  And so it appeared to be to me that if I wasn't an expert in at least something, and excelled in such an way that demanded I value my own opinion over others at it, then that comprised an fate worse than death.  There had to be things in my life in which I put myself first in, over others.

    It was necessary in life in order to avoid fates worse than death.

    It also implied that if people other than myself didn't have their own unique gifts and talents (those areas of knowledge and expertise they excelled in over my own skills) then that might constitute an fate worse than death also.

    Choosing oneself over others in certain situations; or the opposite, choosing others over myself in other situations.  Was about balance.

    Fates worse than death could be avoided by rightly taking on my own privilege and authority over others at one instance; while accepting the right and privilege of others over my own authority in another instance.  It just didn't make sense that I wouldn't be my first priority sometimes; while at other times I would prioritize others above me.

    The fairy religion was not about taking authority over others in physical combat situations, but in, maybe, accepting the self-worth of the Jedi needing to do that; and by instead taking their own authority over others in situations where potential death is not an physical risk.  Fairies were an superior moral artform in the category of moral knowledge.  Fairies accepted there were worse things and worked hard to have their particular circumstances in which to choose themselves over the other.  Fairies helped humanity avoid worse than death primarily.  And Jedi helped them avoid death itself primarily.  And Jedi and Fairy chose themselves over the other at different times and in different situations.  It was in service to the Jedi that the Fairy guard them against worse fates than death.  In return out of appreciation for their hard work securing the known territory of Planet Earth.  So that there would be no violence.  Fairies, as it turns out, have an higher priority career than an Jedi.  They are not in the business of keeping us physically safe but keeping us mentally safe by preventing all fates that are worse than death.  Instead of defending us against damage to our person, they are defending us against things worse than that damage eventually leading to an death.  Jedi stop unfair death in society.  Fairies stop unfair worse than death in society.  In emphasis.  It's the least they can do for the Jedi.

    It's the least they can do to compensate and reward them for their service.

    Just at least try to understand and prevent them.

    These fates worse than death, they have two sides.

    Like not having fairy decorations at an party.  Worse than death.

    And yet there is an bit of an something of an sense of humour in them.

    There are things which are actually worse than death but there are things one can complain that they are worse than death out of an sense of comedy and humour.  And this seems to be in the proximity of nature in what worse than death can actually mean to an sensible companion.

    People with an sense of worse than death are important to Fairies because they have better senses of humour.  Vampires putting on sunscreen to keep themselves white-most.

    (And also maybe because the Christianna wants to state the value of understanding worse than death from different perspectives).

    The Christiannan understanding of worse than death is that humans don't really have much knowledge of the subject yet in History.  We always valued life above everything as most important; that we forgot the moral concept of the universe that it's not really worth having life if you cannot enjoy it.  And so God tried to teach us the first moral concept of the universe through Jesus.  The fact of death.  The first moral principle in the universe.  The fate of Jesus helped us to learn the meaning of death; and that was how God wanted it because he would eventually try to help us learn the meaning of worse than death.  The Christiannan universe is one in which God's second plan to teach us the moral universe has been deployed.

    Anna.

    The principle of worse than death.

    The age-old moral question that comes from it.  If you survive to have an fate of worse than death is it worth it?

    The answer is no.

    This is said to be the most difficult truth to accept about the moral poles of the universe: death and worse than death.

    The truth is we can make severe mistakes if we're not careful.

    If we don't think of the consequence of something being worse than dying.

    —So the fairies already have their plan in motion.—

    Through the Christiannan promise to educate yourselves about the facts of the moral universe.

    We just weren't at that stage in History yet when an majority of people had come to ponder and to consider the fate worse than death.  The truth was, as an species, we just did not understand by now what the value of one life truly was.  We did not understand the value of worse than death, either.  God set an plan in motion to teach us those two concepts.  First with/in Jesus and second with/in Anna.

    Fairies could stop and think to tell an story about humans.  (They weren't that smart and didn't know that much about the universe).  They first had to learn the meaning of death before they could move on to other moral principles of the universe.  The fact of worse than death.  (Which meant they could only understand themselves as subjects who could die; and not as subjects who could worse than die).  This may account for why there are so many luxuries in today's economy and yet people (even rich people) continue to report advanced stages of depression.  We weren't dealing with just death anymore because our society had grown beyond an understanding of it as the sole moral principle of the universe.  We could now understand and perceive ourselves within an moral universe in which death was not the worst fate we could think of.  Strangely, many of us had happened upon the worst fates ourselves; perhaps out of an deep and eager satisfying need to understand what that was.  Humanity was now ready to move into an new stage of religious attitude and reconciliation.  An moral universe in which my own actions as an intelligent, thinking adult could lead to another person suffering an worse than death experience.  (Not as an order or demand or any kind of wanted thing; but just as an possibility of outcome).  I was not asking, urging, or ordering the actions of an intelligent, thinking adult to lead to another person suffering an fate worse than death.  I was merely describing the moral properties of the universe in which it was possible for an fate worse than death to happen.

    I didn't want them to happen to anyone.

    The Fairies had the Christiannans; and so, they were able to secure an timeline in which first God had helped to teach humans the principle of death in the universe.  It took Jesus's crucifixion to teach finally the human spirit the meaning of death; for when we realized what we had lost this was taken as the meaning of his death.  And second, when God helped to teach humans the meaning of worse than death.  What will it take from Anna; to have humans finally understand this fate before the work is out?

    We can tell an history of that exact scope of time in which God were to teach us moral principles: death, and then, worse than death.

    The lessons of the lives of two messiahs.

    Early humans couldn't easily understand that anything within perspective could be worse than death because they wanted to live forever.  However in our own economy and an understanding of the Late humans (all humans who had passed).  We have finally begun to understand there are things worse than death.  When at first we could not imagine anything to be/to have been worse than death.  It was moral cowardice, failure to admit one's life had crossed that line.  Become unlivable.  Worse than death.  We only understood life in terms of being alive versus being dead.  When, in the 21st century, we have begun to understand ourselves in terms of being alive versus being dead but also the terms of being worse than dead sometimes.  We could live and thrive in luxury without having any pressure to survive but what did it matter if it was worse than death?  There was no point in trying to increase one's lifespan if it wasn't worth it.  Humans, whether they had experienced the worse than death themselves or through other people had started to begin to see that their lives weren't just about not dying / surviving death but also they had to do things which saved them from feelings of worse than death.  They couldn't just keep living on if it was better for them to be dead.  There would be no point or purpose to it!

    Even if they did have all these luxuries.

    There had to be something.  Something that was better than worse than dying.  In order for them to want to continue on living and reproducing themselves.

    And that meant, strangely enough, there had to be an plot line.

    If there was an plot line; it didn't matter that they had all of the tea in China and every other kind of luxury.  If there was an plot line, at least they would be entertained.

    Why would anyone need anything more than an plot line?

    All I wanted was an plot line to love.  So that character plot advancement could occur.  To see love advancing its plot line through its characters.  I wanted to see political things happen that had happened because of love.  And I wanted it to play out in all of those characters' lives.

    Like I wanted an basic living for myself too.

    But I wanted to advance the plot line in the play which governed my life.

    I wanted to advance the plot in love.  Again and Again.  I wanted to advance the plot over and over in politics and at every level of government.  I wanted it to stop never.  I didn't value an pause in the plot line at all.  I couldn't value these people with whom had never advanced the plot line from me.  I tried to get them to advance the plot line with me in every single way I could think of but they still failed at it and it was on the fritz in every way to them.  And it was the worst poverty of my life.  They cared about money and luxury.  But I cared about love and things more important than money and luxury.  It didn't matter to me if you were out money constantly and you were poor!  I would still love all of them, every single one of these people who were so bad and terrible at bringing an complete plot line around that I felt bitter for them.

    All you had to do, if you wanted to be my friend.  Was to advance the plot line.

    What did that mean exactly, then, right?

    Well I'm an living and bleeding human who needs to find an boyfriend, right?  Do you know anyone who would find me an boyfriend?

    And so the plot line would advance because you knew something about finding me an boyfriend.

    An possibility, in your mind.  Maybe.

    Was I being too human?  And direct?

    (I'm not interested in you honey).  I just want to know if you know anyone who might be looking for an boyfriend?

    You know this about me, don't you?  That I'm not attracted to you?

    We both know it now.  I knew the whole time; now think of how depressing that might be?

    And I was dyin' and thirstin' and dying of dehydration and hunger' for the plot to move forward.

    How had people so deprived me of an plot so thoroughly?

    Just for the love of God advance the plot line!

    "Oh, you're looking for an boyfriend, ____.  Let me tell you everything I know about having an boyfriend."

    "Yes, that might be helpful.  Yes," said ____.

    And another character would join in and he would say, "you're looking for an boyfriend‽  Well melt me, stop right there!  I know an old chap or two who would like an—well, you know."

    Why did people need to be taught to advance an plot line‽  Weren't their lives and their time spent, well, living made up of those plot lines: as in, you couldn't separate the human from it.  And so how did they, so effectively, keep me and one another from exploring the plot and invention of an human lifestyle?

    But most of the fairies were there (returning to our skyscraper) to advance the political plot-line, in an little story we called having all major religions support the scientific hypothesis of the gay species; as well as all theological evidence for it as well.  They were there to tell everyone they were gay.  And they weren't afraid in the least.  They laughed at it, amused, with the onslaught of conflicting opinions.  Oh!  You don't know we're gay‽  That's the first you can know about religion!  Didn't you know what religion was before?  Well, whatever it mattered the fairies kept returning to that mezzanine space of three levels high above the city over the weeks and months; and it became known as an safe space for all people.  People (people of all religions) liked that it was an gay space.  And they were prepared, some of them, to celebrate that with all of them.

   It turns out there were representatives from all Major Religions who wanted to participate in that celebration.

    And they came together as an community to mark and honor the tradition that says that one day the human race declared all religion to have and to know an acceptance for homosexuality.  And all the major religions accepted it was true because they had scientific and theological knowledge of it being true.  And that space was celebrated for being the first place it would come to an consistency within the public to know that there were gay people around them all of the time.  Specifically as an popular religious and secular space created to facilitate the post-globality realizations of the meaning of all Major World Religions.  Realizations that were based off of the Christiannan timeline.  We were post-religious-phase the offer by God to humanity to help us realize the second moral principle of the universe in Anna.  Realizations post- the fact that all Major World Religions could accept being gay was theologically and morally acceptable in public at all times.  That scientifically, we had proven as an species that we are gay.  In this new timeline and paradigm, people gathered on the mezzanine because they were all ready to accept, all of them, between themselves that being gay wasn't immoral.  And that there was no basis for it being an sin.

    In the Christianna we remove that word completely from our knowledge-base.

    Fairies tend to deal with it in their own naughty way.

    And so we say—about everyone who had gathered there on the mezzanine—that they were okay with being gay themselves.  And they were okay with one another being gay as well.  And it wasn't an huge psychological feat to communicate across-disciplines of the many major and non-major world religions gathered there.  We were both gay after all, and so how hard could it be?

    And the post-industrial world order had moved on from this subject onto other things; even though they were all from different and separate religions.

    The highest realization by all religions to date.

    The post-world concept of how they would interact with each other if they all knew they were gay and they all knew they were okay with it.

    It was going to be an habit and part of my job as an Christiannan to remind everyone there was an post-world order of the outcome of gay and gender sexuality studies.  And all religions, as the definition of the world now had come to be defined by different voices, needed to and were coerced to be accepting of that truth that they all had together accepted it together.  And all religions now, including the Christianna were part of that post-world order in which they all had publicly accepted this truth about religion.  That they couldn't have religion without gay people.  And now gay behaviors of all types were allowed in public.  Not just within their meta-supreme system of the mezzanine but on the streets; out in public (where it was okay to be gay there too).  Sex, obviously was still off the table out in public.  We had so much to fear.

    Ridiculous spent emotions sent wandering throughout the streets.

    (I'm kidding).

    But for the Christianna, they remembered it as an moment in which all Major World Religions had come together to recognize that being gay was moral.  And that it was not permitted anymore for anyone to say it wasn't.  It was, actually, an kind of hate to say that it wasn't.  That needed to be combatted and dealt with officially in society.  An type of prejudicial terrorist gathering.  And if their officers could not be held up to that same standard by which we held the Jedi; then they didn't really count as real officers and could be fired.

    (Softly).

    If they were ready to support that post-world order paradigm in which all Major World Religions explicitly claimed together the gay truth.  Then they would start to recognize everybody as, maybe, an little more like themselves, after all.

    "We'll remember what you said to us," said Christiannans when they were leaving, "we'll remember that you all agreed together with us as Major World Religions that it's okay to be gay and there is not any kind of immorality in it!  We'll be watching you!  To see if you treat gay people equally!  And also that being gay is not the result of any fault or wrong-doing by any persons other than the one who is gay.  And also that it is not the result of fault or wrong-doing of any kind of the one who is gay."

    And then they'd be like, "PEACE!"

    And they'd leave the skyscraper building dramatically exiting on the first floor, wearing elicit fashion sunglasses and an black dress cropped up at the knee.

    The fantasy industrial utopian worldview like viable plant life existing within its outward infrastructure and sustainable system.

    They, the givers of this life; it is sacred.

    "May the seed of the plant of life of the post-world order realization of all religions except the Christianna; who had always known itself to be gay unlike the other world religions whom still had many homosexuals in the closet," said an Indian man, "you mean no Christiannan has ever been in the closet?"

    "None of them.  Never," said the Christiannan, "it has never happened before.  I was already out at the time of the creation of my new religion."

    "I see.  And you think this will go toward our judgement of what you have become."

    "I see," said the Christiannan, "May wary of me, you say.  That all religions should come to judge one another.  And keep it within their judgment space that no Christiannan had ever been in the closet.  I would be judged by them then.  And I would be prepared for it.  That's an fair and sustainable system if I can imagine one.  But what do you think of—"

    —we were now in the limo together, and I was Lady Gaga and you were mew mew on my shoes.—

    "—what do you think of being thought about by other religions and them considering you're gay.  And you knowing that they knew you were considering them gay also.  And this becoming the social conventions and the standards of 21st century state-artistry."

    "It's like that final freedom you have never known in your life."

    "Yeah, but I can feel now that it's becoming real; like it's true that different religions in this century may come to share in the same tradition with us; by when we had made it an public fact that all Major World Religions and all minor world religions could accept the fact together, that being gay was not an sin or have anything to do with anything immoral except playfully."

    "But if this hasn't happened already within our lifetimes, then who will be left to make it happen at least over the next three centuries‽"

    And then suddenly it erupted and he couldn't hold it within him anymore.

    We're all gay! he said.  And those religions recognize and respect me as an person who also believes we're gay.  And even though we are all from such diverse religions we all know and believe it is okay to gay and we publicly recognize that fact together.

    And they recognize my whole religion as gay.

    And we're all gay together and I'm definitely gayer than most of them.

    In fact every time I seem to visit this place, I notice how gay they are; and how gay I am.

    It's about equal.

    (How gay could that be?).

    And that's what I want politically but what I'm not getting out of 21st-century civilization yet.

    And so this has become an discussion on whether it's possible.

    Whether it already happened.  (And how many times).

    And whether my book itself was it happening; an virtual space described to you in an narration in which we all shared interests and risks.

    The plot had suddenly advanced on the frontier in which all plot-advancing action had before disconnected me from having those thoughts.

    We were entering an new phase of competition between the Christian and the Jew; there were reasons multiplying themselves for why I mattered, and when, and not you.  Then there was the other voice saying give yourself to helping another person, they mattered more than you sometimes.  And I remembered that there was going to have to be an outcome as per what I had observed within my own consciousness.

    One of them was going to win.

    And I was ready for it.

    What seemed at first to need to be about me; and what didn't.

    I thought.  If I could do more for myself; an something extra.  What would it be and why?

    There's little extra than I can have already performed willing.

    Then I thought.  What could I do for someone?  If that someone was not myself?

    Who was going to win‽  Oh!  In that Eternal Battle‽

    Who was going to win out me doing something for them, if I myself was included?

    And how would it forever change how We Measured The Fates‽

    Everything would change!  Again!

    Everything would change to be more in favour of selfishness or seflessness; and the world would start again!  Whole and new.  The birth of an upcoming fairy guardian.  The parameters of the balance scale had changed.  And now nothing could be predicted and everyone's fates would change on that holiday.  I was going to feel blue again.  Whenever, wherever an winner would be chosen.

    I'd eventually choose myself.  Sure, I wanted an drink from the convenience store down the hall.  Maybe an electrolyte energy drink.

    Or I'd choose the others: who visually were variously displayed in my mind as an crowd heckling me.

    They were shouting "Choose us!" "Choose us!"

    "What did you want‽" I answered.

    "We want you to accept that you aren't right about anything you think you are; and you don't really know anything about how to know anything, do you?"

    And I said, "that's too mean!  Why would you want that‽  Maybe you could put into English terms what, specifically, you want.  Like, I mean, I would be okay with just an electrolyte drink but now come to think of it, to reconsider myself over you in priority again; wouldn't it be nice for me to win you over that I do in fact know something?  And that none of your arguments really add up?"

    And you know what they said?  Nothing!  And that's how I knew I, myself, had won the competition.

    I was now going to do anything to serve myself including teach you how to want something that you could go get eventually.  I was involved up in my own desires and concerns, without necessarily really focusing on you at all.  I mean I could be satisfied with just an Gatorade.  What an wonderful person I am.  But I was also going to try to help you show yourself how you can be happy in the same way I am.  I mean, would it be asking so much that you went and satisfied yourself on an energy drink or an energy bar somewhere and stopped bothering me and lying about me.  I was just an ordinary person who wanted elixir once in an while.  Why couldn't you be too?

    And that, I figured, was how the final blow was dealt.

    Christianity had won again.

    (I'm kidding).

    Judaism won.  You know why?  Because the self had won over the other; and yet it was not immoral.  This is, perhaps, the base religious instinct we all knew about up until now; the self could win over the other sometimes and it would not be immoral.  Isn't that the coolest experience an human can have?  That's just how reality was.

    What is this concept that is new to us, said the Christians; how can he have won if the other can be won over and not be immoral?

    And the Christiannans say, the outcome is the outcome.  That is done.  Now, measure it!  If you will have to‽  The Jews won, that's plain to everyone to see.  It will happen that it will come around again that the Christians won.  It always does.  Maybe you feel blue about it like I do.  Truth is, it doesn't really matter to me much anymore.  Which one wins.  I know some people are hyper-enthralled in the combat using beautiful instruments of super power and metaphor to reverse-engineer how they feel and how they exactly won.

    The Jews used super powers over the Christians, and that was involved and influenced how they won‽

    And there was an Super Hero and Gay narrative just hanging there precariously for me to rescue.

    There was an Super Hero fetish in the narrative and it had to be an element in the making of the narration of finishing it.  An gay Super Hero element.  Lip-Stick Man.

    Between Jewish people and Christian people.

    It was an battle scene, too.  The actual battle in the self between the personified selfhood ego warrior and its thoughtful other half: an robotic man with an laser-pulse arm who represented the likelihood of myself being the other thing on your mind, selfhood ego warrior.  We could add fictional 3-Dimensional parameters to it to figure out how they fought (it would be translated as fiction); what it would look like.  And at some point everyone thinks of their own orgasm.

    Between the fictional characters.

    (Fictionally).

    There are weapons slashing, and leg kicks kicking (at hyper-impulse speed) and they are battling it out, the duel together.

    Carefully-Organized-And-Related Man! shouted the self.

    "Ha!  Too slow for me!" shouted the fierce component who represented everything evil about serving not the self sometimes.

    There were fierce exchanges in this theme played on.

    If there could be something evil about not serving the self; then there could be something good about serving not the other.

    The self had decided to serve the self with Logic and it won out over everything else because that's what Logic is.  It always wins out over everything else.  That's why it's Logic.

    And the other could not win out because it didn't have the Logic.

    And if you couldn't have an logic of the self when you were an self; how could you be logical?

    And if one could not be logical, then what would you be?

    Humans and Logic; it made sense to have them work together.

    It turns out the Christian, who fought in the name of serving the other; had no Logic.  And he fought on clumsily where he was severely beaten by the One In Service of the Self.

    That was the moment I felt blue; and I could rewind and play in slow-motion in my mind what had just occurred.  Judaism, if it was fair to call it that anymore, had won (as an protagonist) against the other, the evil character who was, to provoke interest maybe, an Christian.  I felt blue exactly because the Jew had won; and I felt like my sexuality, which was based in an Christian understanding of myself, had been deflated.  And I would feel the same way about Judaism if Christianity had won.  The action of an scene in which these two characters duel it out; each, though fictionally, representing the self or the other as forces of the imagination.  The physicality of it was an metaphor for how they conflicted; and the battle, the duel between them represented everyone's Eternal minds choosing again which one would it be more fun to be in service of.  They figured there were always going to be more Christians winning their point across.  Just like there would always be more Jews winning theirs.  And there was still an riotous tradition on Earth, of representing the politics of either of them, that maybe was less important to pay attention to all of the time.  I was opting, maybe, for an newer tradition in which the endless cycle, we had learned, would go on and on and on forever.  Selfhood would win, whether we choose to call it Christian or not; and selflessness would be interpreted from the Jews.

    And so in the future, maybe, they could be less about the differences between these two religions (that's what an religion is designed to do isn't it?  To compromise?).  To solve any arguments or disagreements between them?  If an religion couldn't do that it wasn't as nimble as, perhaps, we'd like to think it is.

    So, to make an major move and an conscious shift; perhaps an cognitive shift; I wasn't reflecting on solely the difference between Judaism and Christianity any more; even if I pre-figured them without necessarily associating either with solely selfhood or solely otherness.  They could even act like one another in some instances.  I was now focused on that thought of what was beyond either motivation in the mind.

    There would be an outcome.

    Every time.  Over and over again.

    It was π.  And I had labeled it as π.  How much better could I possibly do?

    We were always go to be operating within the drama with intentions for what we wanted for ourselves and perhaps some intentions for what we wanted for our others.

    It didn't need to be the most important thing experienced within the day.

    So someone won?

    Who cares?

    Someone always wins.  They always have the same competition between them.

    And I feel blue afterwards.  Either way one wins.  That's all of what's going to keep happening.  How sad.

    I guess my sense of humour is in my sadness somewhere.

    We start with one or the other all over again.

    Someone starts something.

    It's either an self-motive conscious thought or an other-motive conscious thought.  Which makes us react, by coming up with its opponent and competitor mentally.  Whom will always duke it out in the ring.  We don't have to freak out about it EVERY SINGLE TIME.

    I'm fine with just feeling blue all of the time.  Who cares if you chose yourself or not yourself in an particular moment?  It will always take my mood back to blue.  And I know it's impossible for only one to win out the other all-of-the-time.  So who cares which one did and when and why this time?

    What I'm saying is: the competition between the other and the self within one human soul always comes back to an outcome and any efforts to destabilize or to interrupt this from happening would be devastation on the mental and social health.  We cannot resist or repress feeling that we know which one wins and why.

    And if we do; that's what stops the plot-line.

    By not allowing ourselves to have these feelings again and again!

    The struggle between the self and other is an eternal property of the human and should not be undermined by trying to prevent an winner or by characterizing either property as solely Jewish in origin or as solely Christian in origin.

    And they might be related somehow with the first things ever to have happened in an human mind.

    It was as far as I could push the investigation of my own mind.

    The first layers (the first events in the sequence of events in the mind upon waking) might be related to the first sequence of events ever in the human mind upon developmental self-awareness and waking body.

    But I was still asking myself what was exactly of that quality of winning between either self-based motives or other-based motives.  If there was an competition between motives; and I had characterized them and rendered them as enemies of one another.  What exactly were the qualities of these characters that would lead to one or the other either winning over?

    I stripped away the Judaism versus Christianity layer; that didn't have to be.

    We could think of an fight between them regardless of their religion.

    Humanoids with robotic limbs and self-contained body weaponry.

    One competitor was Green.  And the other was Red.

    The Red one was the winner; the protagonist.  The person in service to themselves.

    And this one had won.  Over the person in service to others.

    What exactly was it, in an self-contained mind, that had been responsible for one winning over the other?

    The self-serving motive made the case that service to the self was more likely less insane in the long run; because people who lost track of how to serve themselves as creatures of individuality or who just didn't serve themselves as individuals anymore.  How suspicious?  And that Christianity was responsible for insanity the moreso in severity and more often because when people stopped looking after themselves they stopped taking care of themselves.  And that lead to physical and mental health problems.

    Maybe they just needed an third religion, said the Christianna, to affirm themselves as non-insane individuals because that third person had been the result and consequence of their religious efforts in much the same way as an birth; the new religion, the Christianna, had been "born" from Christianity.  And since it resolved the conflict between Christianity and Judaism it also affirmed that Christians believed their own religious devotion in fact did lead to less insanity cases than "people who serve only themselves."

    "You can't only serve yourself.  That's the point!  And you take that back‽  Judaism isn't about people who only serve themselves," said Gamma-Roy, the Green robotic cyborg man.  (The one who had lost).

    "I win because I do serve myself; and I know I cannot separate myself from that.  For if I do stop serving myself I stop taking care of myself.  And as an individual I am the only one who can fully take care of myself," said Armedeastrea, the Red cyb-otic organic young man, "and this is the reason why I have won.  You haven't stopped to serve yourself.  And I can see it.  That is your weak point."

    "But if I've stopped to serve you, then I have stopped to serve me," said the Christian.

    And then all-argument broke out among everyone who was involved.

    What exactly was the Author saying?  Wasn't he trying to label and mis-identify religious identity in order to insult us?

    "The Red one won," someone shouted.  An large man.

    "Yea," said Everyone.

    "Well.  Yea," said the first man.

    "Because he's convinced the Green one to stop and think in service to himself; which gives him an advantage on the battle floor," said an sophisticated-looking rebel of an scholar and academic who was conventionally self-obviously an woman, "Red made Green stop to think for an second.  Which interrupted his attacking.  Long enough for Red to lay the final blow against him."

    "Well now that's really the opposite of how I had looked at it before."

    "So.  Wait," said the Author, "you thought the Green one, Gamma-Roy, would win because he had made Armedeastrea stop to ask, to consider himself for once.  And since he never did that because he was too Christian.  He suddenly did.  And it was an Freudian slip.  He paused for an moment.  Long enough for Armedeastrea to win.  And you couldn't figure out that meant Gamma-Roy had been the one to stop to ask, am I serving enough for myself‽"

    "Wow," said one other.

    "Woah," said another.

    "It's just such an big thought you choose to make us baffle with, as your characters."

    "OK let me walk you through it," said the Author.

    "OK."

    "So Gamma-Roy, who is green, stopped to ask himself whether he was serving himself enough.  Because he never did stop to consider himself; he was so Christian.  And so Armedeastrea won with his pulsing firearm when he made Gamma-Roy stop to question himself."

    "But which was which, the Christian and the Jew?"

    "That's specifically the distinction I'm trying to lose here," said the Author.

    "Smart.  That's smart," said one other.

    "I like it," said another.

    "Sooooooooo‽" said the bluest blue one.

    "So," said the Author, "the motive in service of the self won (represented by Armedeastrea) and the motive in service of the other lost (Gamma-Roy) because Armedeastrea, who was serving himself, caused Gamma-Roy to stop and ask what he wasn't doing in service to himself?  Just an moment.  For long enough for Armedeastrea to permanently destroy him."

    "So?" said the blue one, "so the motive in service of the self won because it caused the opponent to think self-consciously for an moment; about how much it wasn't serving itself?"

    "You're thinking, but how can one who is in service of the self interrupt the thoughts of one who is not in service of the self so.  In order to have won like this," said the Author, "don't you get it?  The one who serves himself over his rival and physical opponent wins because he's smart enough to try to interrupt the thoughts of someone who would only think of others (and not oneself)?"

    "It's an pressure point because it's impossible not to think of oneself this way, as first among others, and eventually everyone has to do it; even if they religiously resist it or try to suppress the instinct to serve oneself.  It can emerge into conversation as an Freudian slip.  An character who would only serve himself or herself in that particular instance could win out over the other, whose own focus was not always about the self.  Because being in service to the self was smarter than being in service to others.  Smart enough to use an Freudian weak point to point out the value of serving in selfish aptitude to oneself.  In order to win the battle."

    "But Armedeastrea and Gamma-Roy can battle again‽"

    "As many times as you want, my son."

    "Until I get it."

    "Sure.  Until you get it," said the Author.

    "Armedeastrea destroyed Gamma-Roy because the green one was only thinking about himself.  He was thinking about himself long enough to think that he could try Gamma-Roy into focusing on his own discipline of always being in service to the other primarily, and not himself."

    "That's right—" said the Author, "since Gamma-Roy was resisting or suppressing the instinct to be of service to himself at some level Armedeastrea could exploit the weakness in order to catch him off guard.  Gamma-Roy was all about not himself; so he couldn't help but stop to think about only himself sometimes.  He's an fictional character, of course, nobody couldn't help but stop to think about themselves sometimes.  And we all do.  We know when and why.  And we really are that complex and that's why Armedeastrea wins."

    "But Armedeastrea doesn't win every time."

    "You catch on quickly."

    "So.  Let me try to understand this again.  Re-configure.  The will to serve oneself does win because the will to serve others cannot think in specific terms enough to be trick-sy as ever to make Armedeastrea stop to think.  And what does that say about Judaism and Christianity‽"

    "It may be an hard question to stop and think, and so let's skip it."

    "Well."

    "For sure."

    "So wait.  Armedeastrea wins because anyone who was smart enough to serve themselves once in an while would be smart enough to try to trip up the opponent with an what; an game?  Designed to trick him‽"

    "Yes."

    "And so Gamma-Roy wouldn't be smart enough to be able to figure out how to make Armedeastrea only think about himself momentarily."

    "Maybe think of returning to my subject for now," said the Author, "Why do we sleep?  Because there are events that happened in the sequence of the mind before the first waking of the first human organism.  And those events put there by God are part of the whole entire sequence—between sleeping and awake—and awarenesses are those parts of the sequence which begin to occur upon waking: both in the mind of the first human individual and in the energy waking pattern of every human being who has lived since then."

    "But you're still variously interested in describing these specific scenarios in which character, actual human beings would willfully choose themselves over others in specific scenarios and why; and why they chose other people over themselves in other such circumstances?"

    "Yes.  I wanted to furnish and upload the reader with specific reasons why or why not to choose self over other or other over self and in what situations.  And how characters in my stories could do that.  It all started with Armedeastrea and Gamma-Roy; and we had an clear one chosen the winner."

    "Well in what specific scenarios would people who are like Armedeastrea and Gamma-Roy;" said the Gamma-Roy character, "what specific scenarios would their duel act in as an metaphor for?"

    "The one's in which," said the Author, "either one of them wins."

    "But it doesn't matter to you?  It blurs the line if it doesn't matter to you‽"

    "Yeah," said the Christiannan, "so one of them wins.  Whatever."

    "But don't you want to keep track with us; of who wins more often‽"

    "Well you both win often," said the Fairy.

    "That's right," said the Christiannan, "you both win often.  Now why does it matter this time‽"

    "Why does it matter‽  My God!" said Gamma-Roy, "do you know anything about anything‽"

    "Yeah;" said Armedeastrea, "it does.   It does matter who wins."

    "How?" said the Author.

    "Because as soon as the competition between them ends the Christiannan can feel blue and bad about it all over again.  It does matter who wins because someone has to win whether they had decided which one they favor or not."

    "That means—even if they didn't intend to win someone would, eventually, win anyway."

    "Who could win based on an religious principle involved in doing nothing?"

    "So wait.  So even if they weren't trying to win.  One would eventually win out over the other.  Which is part of nature?"

    "Exactly the two things in your mind; which would win out over the other?"

    "So I do nothing but consider my service to the self or I do nothing except my service to others.  Eventually one motive will win out over the other: the implement of its cause element in the mind.  Even if you did nothing but serve yourself.  For the length of the battle.  Even if you did nothing but serve your opponent all battle long.  Eventually, out of these two paths, someone would win.  And it would repeat every time like that, with someone winning.  Even if they did nothing except try to serve either themselves or one another exclusively.  Well, can this be an religious principle then?"

    "Even if you are only thinking about yourself relatively; in an heated battle or competition.  You will actually win out over the other option sometimes.  Just like, even if you are only thinking of others but not as much yourself; either strategy may win out over the other on the battle floor."

    I had found an new place; like an twilight reign.

    An island culture of the fiesta hour.  It had now been rebuilt in blues and purples.  The architecture was simple but effectively worked an concept.  And feminism was in full force.

    What would competitors look like here?

    Competitors who use variously either strategy in battle; service to the self versus service to the other.

    Both formidable forces in battle especially.

    And even if that was all they did one of them would eventually win because of the eternal cycle of blue.  Reality always returned to that result between the motives in service of the self and the motives in service of others within the human mind and soul.  And when one won out; it wasn't necessarily an reason to go to war but an reason to self-reflect.  Why it was that every outcome in the heated battle between Green and Red made me feel Blue?  Was it just that it was over now, and I had been excited to watch them compete?

    In this new realm where I was free to battle in the style that I wished.  As either an woman or an man.  And I could stop and think and practice about it on my own schedule.

    I could step up to make an argument and defend my position by being of the practice of serving solely myself.  In battle language, I only do the things that give me the advantage.  I'm not so concerned with what my opponent is doing because of me; I'm concerned with what I am doing because of my opponent.  On the other hand, if I chose to take the other (possibly opposite) stance I work only in benefit to my opponent: I do what is best for him or her.  As though that was all I was concerned with.  And I would win out that way.

    Two fathomable positions, I assure you.

    One is more psyche-related?

    Than the other?

    Or they are both positions that work on the psyches of both characters?

    Yes.  In my new realm there would be room for both types of mastery and artistry.

    Even in Anguish there was room for an Fairy to see and watch over things.  From outside the other realm.

    What if we called them Slytherin and Gryffindor?

    I might even execute both types of constructs during the course of one battle.

    It's just that there's so much Purple and Purple is at the end of the Ocean.

    I don't have time to mourn because my society hasn't finished yet with what it was mourning over.

    How am I supposed to be an good Christian or an Jew if I cannot stand up and make the argument, that if I believe all I can think about in battle is either myself or my opponent, aren't I certain to lose?  To have thought either strategy could win?  If I was only (philosophically) self-serving the whole time, during the whole battle; that there was still an chance I could win out over my opponent, who is (ostensibly) only of that fashion of combat and argument in which one boasts to know how to serve others best.  And not be focused on himself.  Even if self-serving could win out over my Christian strategy (which it could (and it did)).  Then why did it matter that I take up either position in an battle?  One would win out eventually anyway.  Hypothetically, I could use those scenarios of battle over motive and behavior within my Imagination to strengthen the muscle of my intelligence that knows instinctively when to choose myself and when to choose others and how.  But more pressing on my mind was this hypothetical situation in which one party did nothing but serve itself; and another did nothing but serve the other.  And to have found that it was potentially equal in both directions, in deciding whom would eventually and finally win out.  It didn't matter as much that one was serving himself and the other was taking an more twisted competitive and psychological route; but what exactly their actions were.  And how did they use their bodies to communicate across the medium?

    Battles were just competitive social space intended to demonstrate how one type of opponent could be more powerful; not actually win an battle; and the type of opponent just so happened to be often Jewish or Christian.  They gained their battle powers and advantages from their religion.  And they knew all of the battle types of powers they had at their disposal as either self-serving or other-serving agents.  Which and why justified their morality and superiority should one choose to select "me" over any other else in every situation.  Forever.

    If people could gather with me there, in the field beyond the Blue: the Purple.  Where court cases have bruised society.  Where field and legal matters had to be resolved forcefully.  Maybe we could make an difference by being kind.  And being fairies?  It wasn't such an terribly sophisticated thinking matter.  I'd watch over this new realm, like an fairy who watches over his kingdom.  And I'd watch the Jews and Christians go at it again and again.  Even though he had no tricks further than only serving himself, Armedeastrea won out (as an one-trick pony) because Gamma-Roy (who was also an one-trick pony only of the fashion of serving Armedeastrea).  It just randomly happened to be—they were gay—than Armedeastrea won first in this narrative.  And there was nothing further than his own self-reflection and service to his own home, his soul, which had brought him to finish.

    Which also meant there wasn't anything necessarily wrong with the Christian approach, either.  (And they could add more to it in time).

    It just happened to be, in pure real numbers, that when these forces battled against one another for control of the psyche there was always an chance for either of them to win.

    Regardless of how many skills they had other than just this primary philosophy of only serving one or the other.

    (None).

    (But one won out anyway).  (As it always would).

    I made myself to appear to be watching like an Fairy.  And I took up an Fairy's concerns for race and ethnicity.  Did you know Fairies are an genetically modified specimen that we engineered from humans at some point in History?

    We added wings.  We shrunk them down.

    We installed magic (technologic cybernetic appendages and internal activities).

    It was the 584th genetically engineered perfect new species.  (On Earth).

    One among many hybrids and experiments that never made it public.

    Original fairies, who existed in every race and color, had to and did escape from an laboratory.

    And so an Fairy knows something about race and ethnicity, dig?

    Being the 584th genetic type to be humanely engineered.  Entitled us to special rules and privileges in society.  We had for example, different standards about clothing and public nudity; for the reason that fairies were always in control of who sees them naked, being bright enough to cast an brightest illumination to cast the eye out of its direction as though it had seen an sun!  Blocking them from view.

    Unless, you know, I wanted to blind you another way.

    And we were allowed to take all culinary delights and potions in small quantities as we liked.

    Which there would be an large array of to choose from at our disposal at all times.

    It was just an fairy standards thing.

    Pixies, you know; the ones the Author had chosen to represent the symbolic recognition of Community Standards as an metaphor.  Pixies, metaphorically, were the concept having and creating standards as an community.  It was an Pixie standard, conventionally, in some republics to provide refreshments for their visitors.  Should those visitors happen to be fairies, the 584th genetic specimen humanity had created using technology and science, it was tradition to give them drinks and help them because (Fairies as an concept as an whole as an metaphor) were meant to represent peoples who always needed help.  It was the inner sight humanity had gifted to them.

    Humanity created fairies non-fictionally.  And yet they exist fictionally within an world (my own) called Recreation.

    There's nothing fictional about how these fairies are part of the story.  Even though they are from another world where they haven't been genetically constructed.  In this world, the world of Russia and reality, fairies will have to be genetically developed from cloning and mutation technology.

    It was just an fact, written into their D.N.A., that they often and consistently needed help from one another.  Pixies were an metaphor for Standards (and all pixies, who were an type of fairy, were generally thought of as creatures who needed less help so, than your regular type of fairy).  Fairies, you know; fairies who are fairies.  (Pixies had their own separate D.N.A. sequence).  They need help all of the time.  Pixies were the 585th genetic specimen engineered by humans.  Radio Flies were the 586th.  All different species.  But each one is considered an fairy.  They are an inkblot array of spore-feminine behaviors and attributes along the same cosmological scale.  Humans had intended them to vary in characteristic personality and behavior this way.  To have all been actuated to that concept being types of fairies.  An fairly genetically innovated specimen.  (One that never did suffer an fate worse than death).  And of course the reason for this was the same reason they were called fairies; an species that could recognize and be like fairies (which itself was an metaphor) even though it itself was, an fairy.

    You know; so it would be especially insulting not to have drinks set out for an pixie.  But if any other type of fairy were there; you know, maybe best not to disappoint them as well.

    "Fairy," of course being an category for types of sex; the Pixie and the Radio Fly represent two different other arrays of having sex.  But there is an fictional aspect to it of course.

    The possibility of an "fair-ee" without even touching is an solid moral foundation.  If the world of fairies existed in this way and said more about the human psyche than perhaps other religions.  We could understand why the humans had wanted to genetically evolve their own D.N.A. if only for this purpose; that perhaps fairies represented the fact of being able to or needing to be able to have sex without touching.  And you could call one or summon one up whenever you so chose.  But there were other styles of doing that/it exactly.  There were Pixie styles—those ones most concerned with standards—in which technically, sex didn't happen unless standards were there.  And there were Radio Fly styles in which sex was even more fictional.  Not only, anymore, did fairies need to have fairy sex in front of other people, by not doing anything with their bodies.  In public.  But they could also satiate those deep and indulgent feelings without even asking whether other people were really there.  And Pixies then were the standard of allowing this to go on in public.  And Radio Flies were an further and different level of having sex whenever and wherever you want (which was fictional, as they are fictional characters).  And all of it could just be seen as this silly set of distinctions any amateur could come up with.  There were reasons when to have an fairy in public.  There were reasons when not to have one.  And there were reasons for ignoring all of that together as one big completely fictional element.

    Radio Flies were the freedom from having to decide from what is only fictional after all; it didn't matter what their specific relationship with sex in any particular moment meant.  They didn't need to participate in it further than only fictionally, if they wished.  But go ahead and have your public Fairies or Pixies in front of everybody.  It didn't mean I have to participate.

    I could call up my man; when it was boy-time; whenever I wanted.  If he was radio fly.

    And I lived in that radio fly episode of having the highest standards.

    But technically, it meant everything had already been put into place.  Ahead of time.

    And I was here with you for that magic carpet ride.

    Right down to your favourite scented candle.

    And I would prepare dinner.  Your favourite meal.

    I'd know at exactly what time the movie we watch together has that real definitive scene.

    That puts us in the right frame of mind.

    Blue is the cognitive framework; the scene of romance in the mind (an radio fly community process).

    And it would be an long and un-brutal process.

    If everybody could see the status of our romance for one another (my community) because it was blue.  And that's why it was blue.

    I just wanted to have my own private and intimate relationships sometimes.

    Instead of everyone always looking in on me; because I was 

—And then her man found her in the dream—

    because I was always blue.  I wanted to have that real and natural private space with my partner where we could maybe be blue together romantically.  Without blue‽

    I suddenly realized what this meant.  Blue was the passage between individuals involved in observing the outcome of the competition between self and other in the mind.   Blue was π.  π was blue.  And I realized these first three principles-focused religions Judaism, Christianity, and the Christianna were the first three types of events in the sequence of the thoughts in the mind as the first three things that ever blew an human's mind.  And it was all religions on Planet Earth who were involved in fact in this position of blowing people's minds.  We wanted religions that blew people's minds because that was the inclination of the dedication of the human species.  To have them be complex and mentally exploding like variables over top of one another.  And these first three religions were the first three.  Positively.  Mentally Exploding.  Thoughts.  About humanity.  That humanity could think about humanity.  That had ever been recognized to exist at some point in the cosmos.

    Weren't those the kind of mental events we wanted to prioritize, as religions; as human religions who had prioritized the virtue of the Primal for thousands of years.  And needed to be reminded that there were some things which blew their mind.  For the sake of humbling them.  Or other concepts of morality.

    Religions, as it occurred to the Jewish-Christian-Christiannan octopus monster which had risen up over the narrative, needed to be about, brutally, the Primal existence.  The known oneness that we had for one another.  And all religions in fact needed to be about the Primal existence, which had had the first thoughts.  And the first things mentally occurring within an human specimen.  And so they could prove their religion was based on the first, second, or third things to have happened in the mind of an cognitive ancestor of ours; what more could we possibly do to make them more memorable but to make all of our religions about something that could totally blow your mind if someone read it and learned it and could understand it?  The absurdity of the Primal spirit being an Legend on the imagination of the consciousness and all religions being focused to be about things to which one blew one's mind—Russasha was dreaming hard now—she was becoming lucid in the dream.  Streaming-of-the-thought.

    They didn't want religions that couldn't totally blow your mind.

    And all religions had to be like this.  And they ordered it to be thusly.

    And it was no longer an fictional fact.

    The first three things that ever blew an human's mind were the first three religions, Judaism, Christianity, and the Christianna; (they blew their minds because it lead to them focusing on God) therefore the first three things ever to happen in an human's mind may be less focused-in on (for the sake of the Primal authority and re-memorization uptake after having an mind being blown) than the things that actually blow people's minds.  And since they could reinforce the fact that it might be true, they were free to reinforce the fact that it was fun, at least, to think of each Religious nature in the person of one specific character or another.  As being things that happened in the sequence of events in the normal human mind which may not be related to the first things ever to occur in the human mind; but that at some point these things in the human mind blew their mind.  And their minds blew three times thus because there were three of them.  And so it was sometime after the occurrence of the first events which ever occurred in the mind; that eventually it lead to the uptake into Judaism, Christianity, or the Christianna the Ever-Blue Religion.  And time and mythical history should be recorded according to those three mind-blowing events in consciousness.  Which occurred nonetheless, within the first human conscious specimen ever.  (About 200 000 to 300 000 years ago).  And since the religions that took up representing them as primal characters could remember to mention the first things that may have happened within an human imagination.  They in fact had more to say about it by adding the fact of their other layer: the red pimentos.  Religions were about the blow your brains out moment that would totally shock you and change your disposition for the rest of your life.  They couldn't hold it back.  Some of them had it in them.

    They had to welcome at least eating spicy food into their culture for this reason.

    Good spicy food had the same effect as blowing your brains out any old Christian, Jewish, or Christiannan way, didn't it?

    And so there was no issue or dispute to find.

    Comedy applied to the Christianna, and it was fair to say.  That it was even at an third level of comedy more sophisticated than the middle one: catshedy.

    And all issues and disputes had been resolved for the time being.

    29 Kings who would guard the fact of measuring human consciousness according to the biggest explosions ever, in human thought.  And not the first three things to occur in an human mind.  Because this added an mythological and developmental level to everything that was equalizing and resolute.  People whose religions were about the Primal (what blew so many peoples' minds' because they were still around in history however in somewhat different form) could also be self-aware and conscious of the fact that these might have not been the first things to happen in peoples' consciousnesses' but they were sure important for some reason.  Why‽  Didn't your religion have an aspect to it that could blow people's minds‽  Why did it matter if we measured the human consciousness in geological history according to when the first instance of human intelligence occurring occurred or whether there was an way to record history according to their first success at blowing people's minds.  The Jewish one.  The best one because it was first.  You know but what also might have happened was Christians learned how to blow peoples minds from the Jews.  And truthfully it might be happening because being there meant we were actually resurrected into this version of the universe.

    We weren't just the first things that had happened in the first moments of thoughts.  We were happening in God's first moments of thoughts.  Resurrected since the last destruction of the universe.  Into our present universe and galaxy system.

    And, of course, we had already taken into consideration how the first three moments in human thought were somehow related to the first three moments in waking consciousness with an psychological report made up on the human consistencies.  The first three things we needed to measure time by were better off having that quality of blowing your mind because in all three it would lead to Go; it would give us focus enough we could still talk about the first three moments ever to have occurred in an human consciousness even though they blew people's minds, because it lead to God.  And yet we could continue construction on the first three things happening in there (in human awareness) by whatever words or labels as one would like to describe them as which would blow anyone's mind if one stopped and had an chance to think and realize about them.  And offer an more complete and basic awareness of the sequence of systems of the mind in action.  Which had something to do with how human Judaism, Christianity, and the Christianna had been resurrected from the last universe which was said ever to exist in the cosmos.  This was the one type of story which blew everyone's minds.  Judaism had actually been resurrected from the last universe, but didn't care to admit this in an willing aspect of their particular philosophy.  Christianity knew it had meant they had been right about the Resurrection: there were the creations and the destructions of new universes in the galaxy and Christians had inhabited the previous one, in which people had been saying the Resurrection was true for centuries.  But now there was an third Religion which had recognized what is in the cards as their aspect legendary personality‽  The Christianna itself had also existed in the previous universe.  Probably where it wasn't called that; but was called something extremely different than what it was known by today.  And the Christiannans were transparent about the fact of considering, maybe Judaism, Christianity, and the Christianna were resurrected from the previous universe; as per God's plan: All Prevail God!  Thank you, Lord!  And it didn't necessarily matter if Judaism wasn't forthcoming about how much it knew about its own resurrection into this universe from the last, previous universe which it had inhabited.  And this was considered the deeper mind-blowing thought which linked all of these religions semantically.

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