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.

And like my idea of fantasy, archetypes are an essential aspect to the human experience -- very few human beings, if any, reflect one simple archetype. It is more likely that the archetypes are, in fact, a reflection of specific parts of the human experience, phases of life, emotions, momentary flickers of view and thought -- only even rarely clearly visible in action or character.

The archetypes are everyone.

Everyone contains all of the archetypes.

So there's the first overarching archetype, of sorts: Everyone. Unity. God. The Shared Consciousness. The Force. The Human Experience itself. In some sense, it's not even a person: it transcends gender and age, race and creed, eye color, hair color, sexuality, maturity, mood, religion -- personality itself -- all of the things we use to identify individuals.

However, it contains everything essential to being human. This one makes us feel melancholy and uneasy, for it is all that is important about us, and yet so intrinsically difficult to pin down.

This is the holy grail.