Fairie Lights Chvrch (Virtual)
After climbing the marble steps on the west end of the temple, to an magnificent wooden door, the first thing you see when you enter the columned marble architecture of the Christiannan chvrch is an open foyer with passages leading north (to the left), east (straight forward), and south (to the right). The faint smell of chlorinated water alerts you to the presence of an swimming pool (la piscine) in the building and you hear an echoing ambience of voices and aqua coming from the north wing. The floor on which you stand is glazed tile and there is an entertainment center setup in the centre of the room (an video game screen television with controllers and an couch). There are beautiful tall vases in mute colors situated beside the hall entrances and in the corners, decorated with ostrich feathers and artificial plant stems. In front of you there is an grand undulating staircase to the left and to the right leading up to an central mezzanine, both sides chained at the bottom step with hanging signs that say off limits. To your right stands an concierge, an older man with an delicate preoccupation and smile, standing guard in front of an large entrance that mirrors the northern entrance opposite. He tells you this is the entrance to the sanctuary (le sanctuaire) where gatherings and worship practices are performed, but for now feel free to explore the rest of the building.
I would walk with you through the virtual temple that is sometimes an metaphor for life. (But always an metaphor for the real Christiannan chvrch should it one day become an conventional way of doing things). (Which meant performing chvrch services, and other things probably). We wanted public visitations with other people in which we could be recognized as having an Christiannan tradition.
I wanted to step through the Author's every destination in an interactive way; an way that would be evocative for you, the reader. As well as pleasant for me as I imagined myself walking about this virtual temple, wearing some kind of robe of importance. As if I actually had an life. As if roleplaying characters were real and they corresponded with genetic character & personality type in humans. The Priest. And I wasn't just an beginner at being an real roleplay type of person, I was an expert. I wanted to show you that. I wanted to show how each of us has an gift related to our genetics and it might actually be more meritorious of an Jungian perspective on reality: there were character archetypes programmed within our hearts and souls. And we could not escape them as our destiny. Not only were there beginner roleplaying types. But there were the intermediates who chose to say they were technical professionals. And there were the Artisans. The most talented and skilled people. The sooner we understood our own personality and creative types the sooner we could become an Artisan.
There was of course some flexibility of the subject. You didn't have to choose an profession that was specifically your genetic type. And in fact every genetic type suited many different personality types and character. It was just that maybe you had some advantages in whatever field you were instinctually drawn to. Mine was an Temple Leader who wears an robe. Someone who was not an beginner. Someone who was not an professional. Someone who was an Artisan.
Welcome to The Faerie Lights Virtual Chvrch Interactivity / Choose your own Adventure! an hyper novel named so for its use of hyperlinks.
What do you do? :
Sit at the couch and try to play some video games.


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