So I've taken it upon myself to try out doing this NaNoWriMo thing that everyone's been talking about, and I just feel resentful and avoidant about the whole thing. See, I'm terrified of having people tromping around the tender meadows of my mindscape. Some might be the typical fears of not presenting things well, but at the same time, I think people just genuinely won't receive ME well.

My words are me. They're the filter through which my expression and communication flow.

Right now I'm trying not to look at my own words, think about structure, moderate or organize or present myself so much as just pour thought onto the page.

And I hate it, because there are people here. Maybe I should put up thorns to keep them out, snark and irreverence, abuse humor, terrible writing for self-preservation's sake. Maybe I should just write the whole novel in lolcat. Maybe I should just crumple paper and throw it at a wall and cry.

Strangely, perhaps, these are all elements that live in my mindscape: keeping intruders out of the mindscape using metaphorical barriers. Building a labyrinth, hiding personal secrets at the center. Not only do I have an excuse to write badly -- I have reasons. It could be a stylistic choice. I wonder if that would be a worthwhile ...

Meh. Get something down. Something anything whatever. I obviously can.

I ... why doesn't Blogspot have a word counter? I'd pretend this was the intro if I could, and claim to have some kind of word count. But I don't want to quibble around pretending that this is novel-worthy ranting if it's not automatic.

I don't even care. Don't look at me like that, I don't. I totally don't.

I hate talking in front of you people. You always have something to say, even if it's in silence. Always with the implications.

I could live in the mountains and write by myself without the implications. If a tree falls in the forest and nobody is there to hear, does anyone care? I feel the same about writing. There might or might not be a sound but it doesn't matter. It's not an existential conundrum, it's just plain and simple; interpretive things don't matter without an interpretation. They still happen just fine, but they don't matter -- and the value of mattering is the most interpretive value of all.

I don't want to write my novel today. I want to write pages and pages of notes about it in which I'm tricking myself into writing when I don't think I'm actually writing but I actually am. I don't want anyone to know about it but I want a support network that gives me feedback. I feel ambivalent and I like critique but not judgment and everything in this world is prickly.

Why am I even telling you this?

Things I want to tell you all:

Be kind to one another, for you are the most precious, ephemeral treasures in the universe -- not for being human, nor for being creation, but just for being. You understand this when looking on your children; now understand when you look on one another.

Each of your choices in style are simply looks. We have no interest in your genders or cultures or class ranks, only your aptitude in kindness.

Cruelty is unjustifiable. Malicious intent is unjustifiable. Rationalization is no excuse. Let it go and move on.

Guilt is unnecessary. Shame is unnecessary. Learn your lessons and move on.


Guidelines we give are based around simplifying kindness, and no value holds proper without application to other living beings.

Anger and frustration are unnecessary. You have little time: are these the last concepts you want to share? Love and move on. There is nothing greater than this.

. . . Will matter then be destroyed or not?
22) The Savior said, All nature, all formations, all creatures exist in and with one another, and they will be resolved again into their own roots.
23) For the nature of matter is resolved into the roots of its own nature alone.
24) He who has ears to hear, let him hear.
25) Peter said to him, Since you have explained everything to us, tell us this also: What is the sin of the world?
26) The Savior said There is no sin, but it is you who make sin when you do the things that are like the nature of adultery, which is called sin.
27) That is why the Good came into your midst, to the essence of every nature in order to restore it to its root.
28) Then He continued and said, That is why you become sick and die, for you are deprived of the one who can heal you.
29) He who has a mind to understand, let him understand.
30) Matter gave birth to a passion that has no equal, which proceeded from something contrary to nature. Then there arises a disturbance in its whole body.
31) That is why I said to you, Be of good courage, and if you are discouraged be encouraged in the presence of the different forms of nature.
32) He who has ears to hear, let him hear.
33) When the Blessed One had said this, He greeted them all,saying, Peace be with you. Receive my peace unto yourselves.
34) Beware that no one lead you astray saying Lo here or lo there! For the Son of Man is within you.
35) Follow after Him!
36) Those who seek Him will find Him.
37) Go then and preach the gospel of the Kingdom.
38) Do not lay down any rules beyond what I appointed you, and do not give a law like the lawgiver lest you be constrained by it.
39) When He said this He departed.

Just below the Everyone aspect of archetype (the sweeping generality that is human consciousness) are the gender deities of old religious myth (the social and physical experience of being human) -- the God and Goddess who represent humanity in how we live, breed, and couple into a sort of buddy-system. Like the Everyone aspect, the God and Goddess are generally "human-ish," but void of specific personalities.

They represent every female and every male -- mother and father, sister and brother, parent and child, strangers, lovers, friends, etc. Their relationship is transcendental because it is so incredibly dynamic and all-consuming. The God and Goddess really are everything to eachother, because they are everything, and share every possible gender-mixed relationship possible, concurrently.

As mentioned before, I live in a world of archetype -- sweeping generalizations of human personality, these are like blank templates for characters rather than characters in their own rite. They theme our mythos and our expectations of human behavior, and therefore live through us.

First off, these are only loosely meant to be seen as individuals, as their cookie-cutter shapes are customized to all sorts of different individual characters. However, they deserve a similar sense of reverence and responsibility as real human beings, because they are a fundamental filter to how we view real human beings, and furthermore, they have been created and are in some sense dependent upon us.

They are our reflections and our windows. If we do not care enough to keep these panes of perception clean and clear, we will be blind.