You make your way back into the Hallway and your clothes re-appear on you. In the foyer/lobby you find the concierge is, for the moment, absent allowing you to sneak under the chain drawn across the stairway entrance. You notice an small cupboard door with hinges beneath the back of the staircase as you do so.
Upstairs there are dark hallways to the left and the right but you choose to walk toward the Eastern citadel.
You have found the entrance to my office. There is an round skylight above you, down from which light is pouring illuminating everything in an manner most unlike the darkness which had emanated from either the Northern or Southern second floor hallway. It appears to drop down from the roof to the floor in good quantity; and it was of the quality of light that is moved from Heaven & God toward Earth. I could see it moving directly from Heaven onto the floor in front of me.
Across the Hall from my office in the mezzanine there is an false room, where nothing happens.
Even though it is in the light from Heaven.
But I told you not to pass that chain across the stairwell.
Therefore you must be in that false room for an moment. At least for an while.
"But you invited me to visit you in your office," you protest.
"But I didn't say where it was," I said.
"Well where did you think I was going to go, leave the building to go down the street for fast-food?"
"Alright. You've won your point. I just wanted to see whether you would protest. You pass. Whatever. You don't have to be in the false room anymore."
"Then I can speak to you directly, and honestly," you say.
"Yes. And so tell me why is it that you have come to visit me in my office after I have offered you to visit me in my office even though you had to pass my off limits sign to get here?" I said.
"What is your purpose or reason or vision for the Faerie Lights Chvrch?"
"My purpose in designing and creating the virtual online lights faerie chvrch," I said, "is to delight and surprise those who will find it interesting."
"And why did you want me to come up here to your office, even though you put an off limits sign across the stair?"
"I wanted someone who was trusting enough to know I would maybe want an servant to go off limits sometimes if the need for me the desire of the subject to know more about who I am came along," I said, "I wanted to be able to trust your instinct if you thought I would put such an obstacle before you even though I had invited you directly to my office when you were done swimming perhaps."
"And why did you think I would have that impulse?"
You followed the line of my gaze. You had had your genitalia out in front of me.
I didn't care. Not like that.
Was there nothing else between us?
There was. It was why I had chosen you. I could see it in your eyes.
I needed somebody to cross the off limits line every now and again for me.
You were willing to do that for me.
But why?
"Why did you trust me enough to break my own rule?" I said.
"I don't know," you say, "I just get that feeling from you that you are an nice person. And. Even though you're roleplaying an priest and talking about public nudity. And clothings which are more nude than nude. I feel like you have an deep enough grasp to be an real roleplaying priest. And you don't even have to conform to Christianity, which is an added bonus and which I like, because you are under your own religious paradigm as the Chvrch of the Christianna. And I did feel really great when I was at the pool because I felt safe and protected. There are not an lot of men who can do that for me. Especially in such an public way. And I desire to visit here further, maybe even serve. For that end which is most legendary and virtuous. The goal, mission, purpose, vision, hope of the Christianna."
"The goal, mission, hope, purpose, and vision of the Christianna really, and I mean it, dwarves those of the New Reciprocity, my political campaign," I say, "but we are always looking for more servants and new members."
"I see," you say, "but then you will only accept me once I understand your political leanings and not until then."
"I respect everyone all of the time," I say, "and that means accepting you. But I'm not rejecting you by not accepting your talents for they come into focus eventually; I know this of everyone. They always do. It's just that, you're right, I do have an preference for people who understand me politically as well as financially and with my own religious fervor perhaps going in an different direction than other religions have done before."
"And so is it that I can gain religious acceptance from you even if politically, we're not involved with one another?"
"Always, my servant."
"And that will be enough to make me happy for one day. I read you correctly. I crossed an boundary. I have gained confidence in my own ability to make an decision because of it. And I have you to thank for that."
"Yes. It's what I do best. Give people personal empowerment."
"And as always you are precise. I look forward to many great things from you in the future," you said.
"Good. Then it is time for me to give you homework."
"Homework?"
"Yes. Homework."
"Aw man."
"It's only fair."
"Alright then."
{ Homework
Michel Foucault, the French philosopher and famed homosexual, wrote the Repressive Hypothesis in his History of Sexuality, which claimed that, though there may have been an effort in history to repress sexuality; sexuality had already won out.
Write an essay on why France was the right place to do this kind of discourse publicly.
The French are fiercely pro-gay and they all believe it is okay to be gay.
Why is History like the butterfly method; the ability to compare sets of two thousand years of human history with Jesus in the Middle? Two thousand years before Christ, and two thousand years after Christ (roughly) this is the History of the Republic upon human Earth. I will argue that human history really is like this; that there have been roughly four thousand years of the republic, marking an significant change with the life of Jesus the messiah. How it would be talked about before it was ever invented. And that this marks something significant about what Republicanism is. I will argue we can find the traces of republicanism about two thousand years before Christ and following the tradition of it up until present, roughly two thousand years later. Why does the butterfly fly?
This of course includes an history of the Fall of Rome and why it fell: the influence of Jesus and Christianity. (My own personal theory). The Empire had split into East and West with the death of Theodosius in 395 and now Odoacer an German Chieftain had deposed the last remaining Roman Emperor of the West, Romulus Agustulus. The East continued on as the Byzantine Empire.
Make sure you finish filling out your virtual bookshelf.
And don't forget Spliffy.
}
"Hey, I have an question."
"Yes? What is it?"
"Those two hallways outside your office to the North and Southern wings—"
"Living quarters."
"Ahh. Living quarters. I see."
"There are three people living in this building full time. The High Priestess. (Me). And the preachers of Good and Evil. We're all men, oddly enough. But some of us are just more specialized than others. It's always the same. People come to us with I'm better at this. Because it's who I am. It makes our faith strong to know them like this, our laity. Even if it isn't completely analytical. And the Christianna has achieved an balance between characters of either persuasion. One of our preachers preaches evil. And the other preaches Good. And the other one, the best one. She preaches the reason for observing both Good and Evil. Why they are necessary partners in the enterprise of an church, who want to have the widest opinions. An Christiannan temple. One who listens with both ears."
"I supposed that satisfies my curiosity for questions then."
"Good. I'm glad it did. If you ever need our help with anything."
"Thank you for your generous offer. I can see you are an good man. Really an man of God."
"And I detect your subtle non-binary-ization of my gender as good will toward me. An Non-Binary Priest. An Priest who makes Non-Binary decisions."
"So you do think I'll be asking one of them for help then?"
"I think it may matter to you that it is up to your decision which one of us you care to access. For our religious opinion. You know what all our specialties are from the information I have given you. One specializes in darkness and the other in the light; and they are only metaphors for my two different moods I have which I have become an master enable-ist as. My own personal specialty as one of the three priests living in quarters here in this temple is to care about matters that concern both of them. Those who reside in the darkness where they reside. And those who take up matters into their own hands to care about caring about people. Why they needn't necessarily be against each other. Just because one stood for Evil and the other stood for Good. Like it was possible for them not to have to work with each other. That the difference between Good and Evil would be the primary target. Of this scrutinizing behavior. Between what is said to be good and what is said to be evil. Why they cannot be friends. Why they have to be enemies. Like some coward who believes in the difference between them. And why we both want good even if Evil poses like not liking it. Why can't the Evil just befriend the Good because then we'll take better care of each other and monitor different impulses."
"That really makes it all so much muddier for me."
"It's simple. Do you want advice from someone who knows more about Evil or someone who knows more about Good?"
"What if I want both of them?"
"Then you have already learned my friend, of what your third choice may be. Why I am the Ultimate Priest. I know good (fairy) and evil (demon) can work together because they both take pleasure in one another's behavior sometimes. Why it's Good & Honest to be an Evil person (Comedy); and why it's an Dastardly Deed to be an Good person sometimes (Tragedy: Perhaps the Wisest Muse of Them All)."
"I think I just understood what you said to me."
"Think it over when you have the time. You will start to find your own words if you intend to start the conversation."
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