prismaticbleed: (aflame)

(this was such a life-changing, emotionally raw, brutally honest entry that we are actually going to leave it completely uncensored. to edit it in any way would be to take away from the sheer impact and pain of the original event.)





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LAURIE UBERICH JAY IRIDOS  INFINITII ETERNOS   +MEL V. (GUEST)



063013 20:39PM
J YOU BLOODY IDIOT IF YOU KILL YOURSELF I AM GOING TO BE FURIOUS AS HELL
Whenever you get this, get the hell upstairs. I don't care what you're in the middle of. TALK TO ME.
Those downstairs bitches are screwing with your head something fierce and I REFUSE to just sit back and watch this disaster continue any longer.
Don't you dare die on us, kid.
Talk to me.


070113 4:13PM
I daresay we discussed this last night, and this morning, at least to some extent.
But I agree. This keeps happening, and I know downstairs is a problem. It's weird that they run whenever you're around, for one.
I'm not quite sure what's going on, but we DO need to talk.
Xanga session tomorrow, or tonight?
(p.s. I love you, thank you for not beating the shit out of me for being such an idiot, haha.)


11:34PM
JEWEL DON'T YOU DARE

I'm trying not to.

Fuck you, man. FUCK YOU.
God damn it I cannot do this for another fucking night
I swear to god.
Don't do this shit, please.


Laurie I don't have any fucking methods lying around except pills! That's it, it's unreliable, are you happy now?
I'll be alive and dead for at least one more night.


No. I'm not fucking happy because one day, those goddamn pills will be ENOUGH for you to say "fuck this shit" and down 'em anyway.
I know you, I've seen you get that goddamn close before!!
WHY THE FUCK DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING.


i can't heal, damn it i can't seem to heal and i don't know why
i'm sorry laurie, i love you but i'm sorry this keeps happening.


No fucking SHIT you can't heal, you won't acknowledge the fact that you're MISSING A FUCKING ARM at this point.
You have gone through SO fucking much damage it's a miracle that you can still fucking WALK at this point.
And you STILL insist there is NOTHING WRONG.
THAT IS THE FUCKING PROBLEM.
You know that just as well as I do but you WON'T ADMIT SHIT.


laurie that's the problem this SHOULDNT BE A PROBLEM

FUCK YOU IT IS A PROBLEM
YOU ARE TRYING TO KILL YOURSELF OVER THIS SHIT
THAT MAKES IT A GODDAMNED PROBLEM.
I don't care if you don't think it's legit.
I DO.
THAT'S REASON ENOUGH, GOD DAMN IT.


but laurie julie was right
i shouldnt be sick over this
something is wrong with me


Don't give me that "shouldn't" shit.
Fuck all of that.
Let's focus on what IS happening, which is:
1. You ARE sick.
2. Julie was a BITCH when she said that to you, and you KNOW IT.
3. NOT EVERYONE ON THIS FUCKING PLANET FUNCTIONS THE SAME DAMN WAY.
You're ALLOWED TO BE DIFFERENT.
It's not going to make you a "heathen" or any of that shit, so chill out for God's sake.
J, TALK to me.


I am hold on
do you want to go on xanga or something isntead


Fuck no we don't have time, I want this shit written down so you can look back on it later IF you have another suicidal fucking meltdown, keyword is "IF" because GOD DAMN IT I do NOT want this happening EVER AGAIN, do you hear me?!

yes i hear you laurie
what do i do
if all it does is keep you from getting angry like this
i'll try one more day


You're going to try a FUCK of a lot more than one goddamn day, kid.
I am NOT going to let you die.
Talk to me.
Slowly, if you have to. Do you want me to ask questions? Yank this shit out of your ribcage since you've apparently nailed it shut again?


why laurie
don't take offense to that
but really, why


Fuck off and don't finish that thought.
I won't let you die because I love the hell out of you, kid.
Selfish, maybe, in your eyes at least.
I don't give a shit.
I love you and seeing you go through this shit for as long as I've been ALIVE has been hard enough.
Seeing you hit this point again, three fucking years after we BOTH almost kicked the bucket for the first time, is too goddamned much for ME to take.


i'm having
i'm having a lot of trouble with love right now
i am so sorry
i know it's being misplaced


That's the problem.
Kid, that is the fucking problem right there, and you have no goddamned idea how much it hurts me to see you say that.


go on

Heh.
Good to see you're listening.
But that's my fucking point.
Listen, I don't give a shit WHO you were in the past, none of that matters right now.
Can you look inside and tell me that you can TELL who you are RIGHT NOW?
Beneath all this shit.
Just let me know, can you fucking differentiate who you are from what you aren't? That's step one.


just barely
there's a little glimmer somewhere buried
just a little. i can barely feel it
can't give you any details sorry


That's fine, that's absolutely fine.
Hold on to that.
Okay?


okay
Okay.


Heh. Good to see some punctuation, kid.
Listen, where can we start with this that won't throw you the fuck off your newfound footing?
Can we start by talking about the pain or something?
Shit, I dunno, I don't want to push you too far.
Give me some pointers, kid.


Define "pointers"

Read the rest of the fucking message, I know you skipped it.

Okay, keeping footing. (had to retype that), sorry.
Um... i'm just going to be blunt
i just wrote a
blurty entry have you seen it

Kid, capitalize. Fucking capitalize.
Even forced control over a little thing will help you stabilize there. Okay?


Okay.
Have you seen it?


No.
Do you want me to read it now, or check out the headlogs?


Read it please. Maybe you'll see something I missed.

All right, give me a minute, kid.
...
Fuck, I want to reassure you but I don't want it to sound like canned fucking nonsense.
I won't even waste my time writing examples.
Just know that if I had the words, I'd give them to you right now, to help you through. To light things up a little.
But I don't, and it sucks.
Let me read that entry, hold on.
Kid, did you fucking read this YOURSELF?
Because this is EXACTLY what I'm trying to tell you.
Here, let me quote:
"I am terrified when people love me, or want to get close to me in any way."
"I haven't healed at all; the wounds keep getting deeper."
I'm not going to fucking read anymore because I swear to God I am going to cry if I read you apologizing to me for trying to kill yourself even one more goddamned time.


i'm glad i wrote that down sheesh
thank you whoever wrote that


Yeah, no shit.
Pull yourself together, kid.
Blast from the past, huh?


heh. yeah.
I'll capitalize, sorry.
That actually helped.


Good! Fucking great. Now let's talk straight for heaven's sake.
What the hell happened with Infi?
Don't chicken out on me, I know you can talk about this. Be cryptic if you have to.
We need to deal with this shit, don't make me pull another goddamned "Drowning" session on you here.


i might not be able tto capitalize is that ok

Yes, kid do whatever the fuck you need to, just talk to me, please.
What happened-- let's word this shit better-- that made you so fucking suicidal? What happened that made you realize "I'm hurt, I'm not healing, I can't deal with this?"


dissociating
woek up feeling wrong and dead tired
knowing something is broke
i'm not sure i honestly do NOT KNOW


Kid you know SOMETHING and it is right there in that fucking journal entry.
Let me spell it out for you, ready for this shit?


Yes, just hrury up, i think i'm sliping.

Fuck, just hold on there kid, please.
Here, here's the fucking problem:
YOU WERE ABUSED.
Can you read that shit?
Here, let me type it again.
YOU WERE ABUSED, IT ACTUALLY HAPPENED, AND YOU ARE ALLOWED TO ACKNOWLEDGE IT SO YOU CAN FUCKING HEAL FROM IT FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YOUR DAMN LIFE.


I KNOW
ONE OF US KNOWS, OKAY
JEREMIAH KNOWS,, THAT'S WHY HE'S HERE
JULIE KNOWS TOO
YOU KNOW
CHAOS KNOWS
GENESIS KNOWS
EVERYONE KNOWS EXCEPT ME
i'm sorry.
I I can't seem to look right at it


I know. God damn it, kid, I know.

Here, I'm inviting Mel over.
Does that help?


Fuck, sure, let's figure this out.




070213 12:26AM

Laurie, what can I do.
If I had the money, I'd pay for the surgery myself, I swear. I'm so sorry.


Surgery? Wait, fuck, is his dysphoria kicking back in on top of this shit or what??
Wait, hold on, don't listen to me, I'm a fucking mess.
Kid said you wanted to talk. I'll be right there.


I might need to tell you my idea in a separate window...

Sure, hit me.

The only thing I can think of, and I think it would work if we could figure it out, is to smelt the splinters back into a whole person. It probably won't be the same person, but at least it will be whole. That's why I'm asking about fire.

I figured as much.
Don't know if the kid would be too keen on the idea, but it makes sense.


Doesn't matter. Most of the splinters probably would hate the idea, but you have to ask what's best for the system.
And these splinters do not seem like the best thing.


I know, I'm just concerned as fuck about what it would do to J.
I'm really not sure if he could handle having all those sharp edges shoved back into his head at once.
That's kind of what we've been trying and failing to do in small amounts for about two years now.


Can he handle the alternative?
If you've been trying in small amounts, then maybe try all at once.


I really don't know. You're probably right.

It's going to take some planning, though.
And a safe place. You have to make sure that no one will interfere.


I'm sure Infi will lend us his bubble if we need it.

Also, it's not shoving them back into place. Smelting involves melting it down and then recasting it into a new shape.

Good point.
What shape'd you have in mind, then?


Have you tried that?
A heart.
Seems like the best fit for this kid, anyways.


Heh. It does.
And no, we haven't tried actually "melting" the splinters into anything, mostly because I'd have no fucking idea HOW.
But you've got an idea, which is more than I've had concerning this.


You have to have fire/heat/lots of energy. Jo might be able to help, because lightning can deal a lot of instant heat.
But I think it might actually take the red slot being filled and then everyone from the other slots doing everything in their power to smelt the splinters down, and then shape it while it's hot before it forms into the wrong shape.


You know what.
We might not even need fire.


Why not?
Also, you have to gather every single one of the splinters together. If you miss even one, the problem will likely not go away but could even get worse.


Shit, then there's a problem already, heh.
We have NO idea how many there are. We haven't even been able to count them yet.


Then work on that?
It might be difficult, but at least it's a place to start. Also, try not to let them know what's going on. At least a few of them aren't going to be happy.


We are. It's hard enough cataloging all these bastards downstairs.
I don't think they're capable of knowing either. Not unless J knows.


Then don't let J know?
Sorry, I might be starting to slip. I'm trying to stay here, but after a certain time a flip switches and it's difficult for me to comprehend much.


Hey, if you need to go, then go.
I'll handle this. I usually do.
You have done MORE than enough and I appreciate it a hell of a lot.


Are you sure you can handle it without me? J's in a pretty bad place right now.

I'll do what I can. I promise.

That doesn't answer my question.

I guess it doesn't.
Listen, if I need help I'll get some. There are people waiting in the wings should I need them. That's a guarantee.


Where?

Infi, Chaos, Lynne, Genesis, the usual gang.
Shit, you should have seen last night, we had everyone helping out.


I wish I could have been there.

Why's that?

Because maybe then this wouldn't be a problem anymore.

Ah. Yeah, maybe. It'd be nice.

I just remember the feeling of channeling you and Chaos. It was so weird but good at the same time. It felt like we got somewhere with the kid then.

Heheh, yeah, I agree 100%.
I think we did. He thinks about it a lot.


Do you remember it?
I'm curious. When you were around, you told me no wonder the two of us didn't get along in person. We work on completely different frequencies.


Vaguely. It's a little waterlogged, haha.

I can always tell when you're around because your energy is different than everyone elses.
I'll never forget what Chaos feels like.
Sorry, I'm getting all sentimental and happy.
*sappy


I'm chuckling at that typo.
But shit, yeah, Chaos is INSANE.


Well I guess it's different because we're both water types so we just kind of meshed.
It's like when the river pours into the ocean, you can't tell the types of water apart anymore.


Makes sense.
I'm just... fuck. Not used to that sort of depth. Not like that.


What do you mean?

I've been around CZ since then.
More accurately, when he's been around J.
And I'll tell you what, I can barely stay in the room sometimes.
It's you water people, I swear, you and your inner oceans.


It's not quite the same, between he and I and he and J.
I think it's similar, but not the same.


You have no idea.
Yeah, the reactions are similar.


No, I don't.
I miss that , sometimes. I really wish I could bond to Q like that because it's the most beautiful thing.


Heh. I'll have to tell him you said that, if you don't mind.
...They've been having some trouble recently, to say the least.
Breaks my heart really.
Don't you ever get like this, y'hear?


Like what?

Like J is right now.
Doubting every bit of love in his heart because he's fucking terrified of what he's been told about it.
I don't even fucking know.
He's a mess and it breaks my heart.


I have Q as my anchor, so even though things get bad I don't think that they will ever get that bad.

Shit.

What?

I'm glad to hear that, Mel.
I'm just really torn up about this.
Whoa, emotional honesty from Laurie, talk about a rarity.


I'm glad I could witness it.
And I can see why you would be.


Yeah, it's rough.
Sometimes I really, really doubt my ability to keep him safe anymore.
Talk about an existential crisis.


Yeah, since that's your entire duty.
Just, don't give up on him.


I won't.

I don't know that it was exactly like this, but I had a lot of trauma I was dealing with from the first 18 years of my life. Even though nothing seemed to change for a long time, Q did not give up on me. He kept telling me the things I would never hear from other people and it wasn't until I got out of the environment that made all of the noise and gave me the wrong impressions that he was able to get through for more than a few days at a time.
Seems like something similar is going on.


It does.

So the only permanent solution is getting out of that house and then you continue to tell him that. Until then, just keep him alive.
I'm sorry I can't help out more with that.


S'fine, I know that's important.
I'm just scared as shit because I swear, his family hasn't said a fucking word to him about this stuff in months.
Yes, there are triggers, but all the real nasty shit is in his head now.


His family is not going to help him.
Wait, I might have understood him wrong.
Them not saying anything can actually make it worse.
It can make J think that he's making stuff up and that they were never actually as bad as he thought they were, so then he's the horrible person because he thinks badly of them when he has every right to think badly of them.


Aha, good, I thought that was an issue.
Good to see we're on the same page.
He's already thinking that.


I know. I went through the same thing myself.
They might have changed now, but that doesn't mean that at one point they weren't bad people.


He has a very hard time understanding that.
Ironically, his brain seems to be very black and white.
"If they aren't bad now, they were never bad at all."
It drives me fucking bonkers.


Nothing works that way.

Yeah, I know.

You can't even sketch without shades of gray.

CZ is real messed up by it too because he deals with it personally every fucking night.
I like that comparison, btw.


Share it with him if you think it will help.

Will do.

I seriously do need to go. Please feel free to keep talking in the same window, as I would like to check the message in the morning just so I can know what you've talked about.

Sure thing.

And as always, let me know if there's anything else I can do.

I will. Thanks again, really.

Anytime. Just...don't let him die. I don't think I could handle that.

I swear on my life that I won't.
He'll be here in the morning.


Thank you for doing what I can't

Same to you, friend.

2:31AM



070213 12:35AM

Whoa, wait, sorry, is this a new window?

Ahaha, yes it is, you fucking idiot.

Yeah it is, but that's fine.

She said stay in the other chat box.
Oh, hey Mel. Sorry to interrupt.


This works better, it's fine
Can tell you apart better.


okay.

All right, so where are we picking up from?

So tell me what's going on.

Mel, did you make any progress with this kid?

Uh, what do you mean by progress?

Well I've been trying for the past fucking half hour or so to get him to at least ADMIT that he's in pain for a legitimate reason.
Haven't quite gotten there yet.


He's talking to me, which is more than I've been able to do.
In the past, anyways.
Even if he hasn't admitted it, I can tell he's in serious pain.


Good, that makes two of us then.

i told you laurie SOMEONE knows abot the pain but theyre hidden deep i think

The only thing I can think of is that kid needs to get help from people who care. I just don't know how and I'm looking for anything.

you care yorue helping

Kid, she means someone BESIDES her and I for once.
Also.


People who care and have the ability to get you out of this situation and to real progress. I couldn't support you in the way you needed.

You said Jeremiah exists because of this shit, that he knows and I know and basically EVERYONE fucking knows why you're suffering right now EXCEPT YOU.

Who is Jeremiah?
I know I've heard his name before, but I am drawing a blank.


Downstairs guy. Pinkish. Fucking terrified of women.
We just brought him upstairs last night, hoping to get him the hell away from what's perpetuating HIS chronic state of paranoia.


And he exists because of what exactly?

Sexual abuse.

DON'T TALK ABOUT THAT
SHUT UP.


YOU SHUT UP, GET THE HELL OUT OF THE KID'S CHAT.
J, get back here.


trying.
hold on


And the PTSD from that is causing the suicide urges/attempts/whatever they are?

yes

Sorry, I'm not familiar with the jargon and I don't want to call it the wrong thing.

there i said it are you happy
no its okay


Yes, bottom line is, he's hurt as hell and it keeps coming back to haunt him.
Honestly I've been crossing my fingers hoping he wouldn't crash like this again, but I guess it was only a matter of time.


Have you considered getting the PTSD treated aside from the other issues?

yes weve tried all the time.

It's okay, I'm not going anywhere. My research is actually paying off. I've been reading the archive, so I'm familiar with what was recorded between 2003 and 2011.

Really? Haha, see kid, I told you not to delete that thing.

i guess

Please don't. It's helping me more than you know.

i mean i cant remember it anyway so

Believe me, I'm keeping it up there.
Held off quite a few attempts already.


What can I do? I just feel so limited in my ability to help, but I want to help.
Laurie, if it gets bad enough, would you be able to call for help? Like calling 911 if it came down to it?


Fuck, if I had to I'd saw off my own damn arm if it'd help him.
I can talk on phones. If shit gets that bad, I'll do it.


Apparently, you can ask for someone who is crisis intervention trained and they'll approach it in a much better way than the cops would.
Has it gotten that bad? How bad has it gotten?


I'll make a note of that, thanks Mel.
It's... he's playing with suicide methods now. Kind of testing it out, y'know.
Got me freaked the hell out is what.


Because staying in that house is not an option. Not with the way everyone in that house acts.

stop telling people

J, someone needs to know.
And I am probably the only person in the world downstairs that cares enough to be here and not write you off as a complete nutcase/something that can't be treated.
Sorry if I'm addressing the wrong person. I'm not familiar enough with people up there to know who is talking when.


no, j is fine, i'm still here somewhere.
i'm a splintered mess of jumbled pieces but i can still hear you underneath it all


Which is good to hear, kid.

Yes, it is.

Listen... fuck, I don't know if I should say this.
Don't give Infi the cold shoulder because of this shit.
Just please, don't.
Chaos is taking it hard enough.
I am too.
Don't pull this shit on someone else.
All right?


laurie i dont know how NOT to right now
im sorry.


Fuck, you said ONE of you knew what the deal was, can HE at least try and sort through this shit without ignoring that it happened in the first place??

I am trying but there is a VERY fierce buffer on and it is VERY hard to type.
Look, I'm even capitalizing, how's that?


It's a good sign, kid.
Is that you, I assume? J?
"Mister Iridos," should I say?


I'm a bit lost.

Haha, yeah, that's me.
Sorry Mel, give me a moment love.
Laurie I know what's up, I know what happened, I'm personally not bothered by it.


You got it.

Problem is I am one little tiny piece of myself right now, if that makes sense.

It does, kid, believe me it does.
At least YOU know.


I think I got lost at "Don't give Infi the cold shoulder"
Everything after that I don't understand.


Heheh, sorry 'bout that. I'll clarify in a sec.
J, tell me you at least KNOW that there IS a problem, even if half of you insists it "shouldn't exist?"


Also, I read an incredibly relevant thing from the old xanga today.
Let me find it.


Really? Pray tell.

Also, yes, sorry I was in another window, yes I know there is a problem.
The second half of that is tough.
I'm not sure where the weird mindset came from, let me try to word it:


It's from this entry: https://prismaticbleed.dreamwidth.org/246018.html
Mainly this:
"That's not enough anymore. You know what really made this hurt? You know what really drove this point into my ribs? Every night, you ask Chaos if he still loves you. Every goddamn night for as long as I can remember. And you don't say it out of habit-- you honestly fear that his answer will be no, because you honestly believe that you're not worth loving after all the hells you've managed to struggle through. God, Jewel, that man's soul is permanently connected to yours and he chose that, five years ago!
...
He is not going to change his answer, ever. I am not going to change my answer, ever. Until you accept that, until you learn to genuinely forgive yourself and realize that you are NOT a bad person, we are not going to get anywhere. You may think it's your biggest weakness anymore... but your heart, as paradoxically innocent as it is, will always be the strongest thing about you. You know what I mean."
Emphasis on the second half.


Hold up, geez, let me read that.
Oh my god, I JUST referenced that entry at him ten minutes ago.


Haha.

ahahaha wow
WOW
universe is being loud, wow


Yup.

um. where was i. explanation.

Where the weird mindset came from in not wanting Laurie to say things.

"I was badly damaged a long time ago, but I convinced myself it was my fault, because my abuser AND my entire social network essentially told me that "I should want that sort of thing to happen to me." So I perpetuated it because I was CONVINCED that I "needed fixing," even if I was terrified and in pain. After so long, I believed that lie I told myself, except now, I'm too damaged to tell what is a lie and what isn't anymore."
That is me TRYING to put this main problem into a coherent paragraph?
In response to you telling me to "acknowledge this shit" earlier, Laurie, excuse my language.


No one should want that sort of thing to happen to them.
Ever.
That is rape culture and it's disgusting and pervasive and horrible and it's one of the most evil things to ever be on this earth.


THANK you.

This society needs fixing. You may need fixing, but you do not need to be fixed in that you feel like you need to want that sort of thing to happen to you.

but it's it's true though
they all told me it is true


I think what needs fixing is the damage that happened from it.
IT IS A LIE


what is

No one should want to be raped.
That is not the truth.
No one should be expected to want sex.


she was fixing me there is something inherently wrong with me if i didn't seek that out msyelf
i have to i'm wrong if i don't


Kid, shut the FUCK up if you're going to keep spouting that nonsense.
That is UTTER BULLSHIT.


I don't believe you.

Where the hell did you get that perspective from???

No Laurie, I don't think he should shut up.

J, not Mel, sorry.

I think that we should address this.
That perspective comes from most of the world, Laurie.
It's disgusting.


...Sorry. Honestly, I'm losing my cool here.
Go on.


Who was fixing you, J?

julie mostly
ththen 2011 happened and


What was she fixing?

fuck i dont want to talk abot it

You have to.

ghgkds

J, fucking hold on, you can do this.

This will never get solved if you never talk about it.

i dont want to look at it
im not supposed to look at it


Look at what?

tell it to go away
the thing
things that happened


Who is talking right now?

someone??
someone under the guise of "j"
pieces.


Shit, we're at this point again.
God damn.
Keep talking, sorry.


Laurie, what's going on?

He's too damn compartmentalized.

I'm not sure I understand.

He's got this mindset that he needs to keep himself pure as ever, so anything that "threatens that" gets chucked in the splinter bin.
Break off that memory, forget it ever happened.
He KEEPS DOING THAT and frankly I didn't realize to what extent it's been happening until the past year or so.
Too damn late, sadly.


So these memories got chucked in the splinter bin, but the PTSD from it is still around?

Yeah. It's just attached to them instead.
So when he's faced with a problem, we have two outcomes:


So then why is J considering suicide?

Because mister "I'm untouched by everything!" can't keep faking it anymore.

Also, is there anyone in the system that has a fire element or can smelt things together?

It's getting impossible.

Aside from J.

He used to be that person, haha.
Now I don't fucking know. I'll have to look.
But as I was saying, two options.


Please do. I have an idea. But tell me your options.

One, ignore the existence of any and all pain and problems.
Basically, that's why we get fucking NOWHERE with therapists.
The "pure J" fronts and is all "hey doc, I dunno why I'm here, I'm untouched and spotless, never been sad a day in my life!"


And two?

Option two is to stop lying.
But he can't do that, by his self-inflicted function as "the pure one."
So the splinters come out instead.


I'm not sure I quite understand.

Because those are the parts of him that DO remember, and DO hurt, but he refuses to acknowledge their existence.
So right now we're talking to pieces of his psyche, not the whole guy. If that makes sense.


Yes, it does.

He can't "be whole" UNLESS he accepts all that shit and heals.
And he fucking WON'T DO THAT.


But are things still getting through?

Yeah. It registers, somewhere. I

Can he hear what we are saying?

Fuck, sorry.
I've noticed that it does.


That what does what?

Things get through, even if the "real" J isn't out front.
So yeah. Deep down he hears us, even if it'll only "register" later.


Find me someone who has fire or can smelt things. I guess metal or glass might also work?

that was all me and fire is tied to red no one else has it yet

See, told you.

What does his boss deal with and what are the splinters made of?

His boss deals with snow from what I've seen, snow and dreamdust.

splinters are me
made of me


Can you tell me what everyone else deals with?

little bits and peices like tat poem someone wrote a long LONG time ago

Shit, uh, some of us aren't sure yet but this is what I've got:

Anything would help.

Me: Space, used to be lightning
Leon/ Markus: Ice
Julie/ Ryman: Shadow
Chaos: Water
Genesis: Light, air (sometimes)
Lynne: Sound
Nathaniel: Plants
Infinitii: Space
And J's Heart as far as I'm concerned.


Who is Ryman and Markus?

Ryou and Marik, they go by different names in headspace.

Oh, okay.
Does anyone deal with metal?
Or molten things?
Also, is J himself a splinter?


yes, finally someone gets it

Wait, wait wait wait.
I thought-- really?


So J no longer deals with fire?

yes, duh laurie, i wasn't even alive a few years ago, you know this.

Shit.
And no, no he doesn't, not since he left RED.
He says it "feels wrong."


So no one deals with fire.

No one that we know of, sorry 'bout that.
Jewel might. Or whatever her name is.
But I don't know if she's capable of surviving within headspace.
She's old and VERY context-locked.
Downstairs people, y'know. They're a mess.


What about Jo, Spine and Xennie?
She may not need to?


I think Jo took my lightning when I gave it up.
Spine's... shit, she's corporeal now, and a dragon. Maybe she can do fire?
Hell, she's close enough to the RED slot anyway. I'll have to check in with her.


Can you please?

Xennie's steam as far as we all can tell, haha. Not sure if that'll change in the future or not.
Sure, hold up, let me ask Lynne.
We're getting something, but it's not exactly "traditional fire," to quote Lynne.
She'll work on it.


What is it?

It looks like fire but it's not the burning kind. Too orange, really.
Red fire, the stuff that we need, is locked into that slot.
Someone keeps trying to manifest there but there's not enough of an anchor for some goddamned reason.
If he'd stick, it'd probably help a hell of a lot.
But honestly I think either J or Infi are locking it. Probably J, with the splinters and all.


Is there a way to get him to stick long enough to make it work?

No clue. He might need a name first. Keeps insisting he'll "find the right one soon enough." He'd better hurry his ass up, then.

i tried to name him but he said no

I know, I was there when it happened.

Who?

the red guy, whoever is trying to move in there
i tried to name him but THEN
i thouht "what if that slot needs to be empty"
so maybe im keeping him aout accidentally i dunno


Fuck, if you are, that would explain so much of this shit...
Have you asked Infi?


Why would a slot need to be empty?

pepole
people, me and infi maybe
i was thinking, "what if i need the red empty to move into, so i can interact with people"
but laurie and infi said that's me breaking musyelf into smaller pieces again?


Was that when you were purging all the color out of your White?
Then yes, don't do that.


Can only the red interact with people? Also why can't you hold multiple slots?

oh oh oh i remember infi told me something today?? and someone else laurie were yuo there

Hold up, let me answer Mel, sheesh.
No, J was thinking that in being White, he had to "cut himself off from everything." Infinitii has since clarified that that is the "polar opposite" of what White actually is as a color here.
We can't hold multiple slots because of how the System works. The Spectrum, whatever.
Headvoices each move into a role. One role, to protect everyone else. Each role has a color.
At least, that's what I get out of it. The whole damn thing is weird and mysterious to me.


What did Infi tell you?

he said hehe said that "white and black hold part of ALL the other colors"
so i don't need to move from slot to slot, i can just be white WITH red, and that'll be okay.
mostly it's just making sure i don't go all crazy and say "i have to be colorless and empty!" which is bad but i've done it.


Then listen to him.

I think that's where our problem tonight started, actually...
J, am I right?


um
what


Listening to Infi.
Or should I say, "misinterpreting him."
As fucking usual.


I was NOT misinterpreting YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT THAT SHIT WAS

Ah.

Whoa, goddamn.

laurie help

Kid, I am RIGHT here, what is going on?

fssfsfs. fff.
Slipping, a little. You hit something there.


Yeah, no shit.

Okay. What did you say?

I said I read that goddamned entry.
I know that whatever the hell happened to trigger that meltdown, it was because of Infi-- or rather, how you were perceiving him.


Which one?

Am I right, or am I right?
The newest one. He threw it at me an hour ago.


Where is it?

Jeepers it is REALLY hard to answer that without someone screaming.
It's on Adakias. I didn't even get to read it yet, I'm not sure what it says.


It's about everything I'm trying to get you to admit is what.
Whoever the hell wrote it knew what they were talking about, I'll say that much.


...Oh, oh okay, wow.
First sentence was enough to make my brain go "WHOA STOP READING"


Want me to paraphrase then?

No, I think I got it.
I still have memory access even if it's vague and informational.


I just read it.

Did you now.

Yeah. Doesn't sound like J.

I don't think I wrote it. I mean, I'd know if I did!

Yeah, no shit.
But you said you know what's in it, roughly at leats?
*least, sorry.
Sounding like Roxy Lalonde here.


Well you are my beloved moirail you know.
Anyway, yes, I know.
I was with Infi before things went over the deep end, actually.


It sounds like J is not the one who wants to take his own life, unless I'm reading it wrong.

I really don't. I love everyone up here too much to do so, if nothing else.

Then who wants to?

Whatever part of me holds the pain.
I try not to pay attention to that part.
Which, unfortunately, causes more trouble than it may be worth?


It most certainly does.

Told you kid, you can't sweep the scars under the rug and pretend that somehow has rewritten the past.
I know you tried.
Insert meaningful glare here.


Yeah, I know.
I was desperate.
Still am, I guess.


Then stop trying things that don't work anymore.

I guess I'm too desperate to accept that it ISN'T working?
That's a hardwired process of mine, actually.
"Keep trying, one day it'll work!"
Then I'm three years down the line with no progress, running a circle into the floor.


It's your indomitable hope, kid. That can be fatal, you know.

You can still break it, you know.

Too much of a good thing.

I know, to both of your points.
I guess I'm just unsure what path to take now.
Especially since I keep hiding pieces of the past from myself.


You can keep trying to fix it, but that doesn't mean you have to use the same solution.
Go back and read your archive, for starters.


I've been trying to, here and there.

That seems like it will help tons.
It's helped me understand why things happened the way they did.


It's difficult. I keep stopping because I'm honestly terrified of remembering some things.
It feels like the only reason I'm NOT dead is because I've forgotten most of the past decade.


You're not dead because people up here love the hell out of you, and we won't let you die because of something as fucking stupid as this mess.

Why?

Why I'm scared of remembering?
Or what?


Why do you say that the only reason you're not dead is because you've forgotten most of the past decade?
Are you really alive right now?


I am.
But I'm not... not as alive as I could be, I suppose.
There's a lot of stuff tying me down. Keeping me from flying, if you want to use that analogy.


Kid, why are you so damn afraid?
Does it honestly ALL tie back into the Julie days, if you wanna use that term for it?


Not entirely.
Most of it is because of how I reacted to it, as I said.


I seriously think it's that house. Just listening to a voice message from the mother actually sent me into an episode. I can't imagine having to live with that.

The convincing myself that I really WAS broken.
Oh geez, I forgot she did that, I am so sorry.


And then add to it the Julie stuff and it's actually a miracle the kid's still alive.
It's not your fault at all.


I keep trying to tell him that.
He doesn't believe it yet.


Keep telling him.
It may seem futile, but it helps.


I won't stop 'til the day I die, that's a promise.

Even if it doesn't seem like it.
And I will keep telling him too.


And then maybe I'll come back as a ghost and haunt his ass if he hasn't straightened out yet, haha.
Thanks.


Pfff, see this is why I love you.
Both of you.


Well hey, you can't really die. The few times we all thought you did, you came over to my head. Don't know how that works, but use it if you need to.

You really don't give up on me, do you.

I have my ways around, and out.

Not for good, anyways.

Kid's looking out for me too, what can I say.
Hint hint.


Who?

J.
I do believe we talked about this too, boy.


About?

Looking out for each other.

Specifically a certain fucking incident the LAST time you tried to pull this suicide shit on me.
We've talked about this.


...
would you really do that again.?
you know
the
dying thing


For fuck's sake kid, if it would save your life, then yes.
Otherwise, hell no, I told you I'm sticking around.
Don't you die on me either, I swear to God, I'm not the only one that loves you and that is NOT selfish, don't you fucking dare call me selfish for saying that again.


Besides, Laurie can't stay dead.

I love the hell out of you kid, it breaks my goddamned heart to see you like this, because I KNOW that three years ago I could have stopped this on a dime.
Yes I fucking can.


Not if J needs you.
And how could you have stopped this, Laurie?


...I hope that's the case.
Before, we had a face to the problem.
We had Julie, and J KNEW she was wrong in what she did.


Yeah, but did you know about the problem like you know about it now?

Then fuck-all happened, and now JULIE'S the one with a sane head on her shoulders, and J is fucking CONVINCED he's the real one at fault here.
No.
Ironically that's what made this worse. Now we KNOW, and his mind can't comprehend it or something. It keeps getting twisted.
But personally I think this muck needs to be trudged through before we can move on.


How did that happen?

Which part?

The switch.

With J feeling like he's solely responsible?

The switch from Julie being sane to J convinced he's at fault.

Because Julie only joined us because she KNEW she had been wrong to do what she did.
Somewhere down the line, though, J became convinced that the only reason why he had hurt at ALL was because he MADE it hurt. That he was responsible for "turning everyone else into the bad guys."


Ah.
Also, it should be right about 222 over there. Not sure what is means, but it seemed like it was important to point out.


isnt' that how hurt works though?
oh that is important yes thank you


No, kid, it isn't.
If I cut you, you bleed.
Whether or not you decide to acknowledge the injury isn't going to make it disappear, or cease to have happened in the first place.


What is the significance of 22?
Right.


222 is a nice number
i like triple digits they make me feel less awful.
like "hey kid you're doing all right! here's a little sign to reassure you"


Heh.

Then remember it.

i will
a little confusing but i'll listen
laurie


What?

did i do something wrong
i feel like i did something really bad
and i feel really bad and sad about it
i dont want to hurt people


Kid, if you've done anything to "hurt people" today, it's not your fault. Not like that.
I'm only in pain right now because I care. It's called empathy.
You're not "hurting me," for the record.


okay.
but infi
i
did i hurt him?


No, fuck, he's right here and he says no.
"You didn't hurt me at all," there, that's a direct quote.
Capisce?


hehe yeah.
no really i do.


Good.
But you're hurting though.
Badly.
Do you remember why?


its guilt.

Guilt for what?
You didn't hurt him, so check that off your list.


oh
no its
im sorry i cant say it.


S'okay, I know.
Do you want me to keep talking?


maybe.
not sure what i need to say right now, laurie.


I'm just trying to get you to forgive yourself, even if it's just for tonight.
I want you to be able to sleep without fucking crying, or being terrified of what might be waiting for you there.
Kid, that wasn't your fucking fault.
It never was and never will be.


yes
it
is
it is my fault an d you know it


What's your fault, then?
Are we even on the same fucking page?
Because it sounds to me like you're blaming yourself for something you...
Oh.
Shit, I'm sorry.


no its okay
i know what youre thinking
and i wasnt thinking of that
but maybe i shold have been.
i think thats when everything started to go downhill?


Infi agrees that I should "bring up June."
As in, the drowning session.
I daresay we've had this conversation already, in different words?


different words different contexts laurie please

No it's not.
Holy shit, sorry, Infi's trying to talk.


about

About earlier this evening, obviously.
He says he's sorry, as he "didn't think that would happen."
To which I say be fucking careful, Infi, you know the kid's fragile.
Aaand he's still sorry, maybe even moreso.
Fuck, this guy really was yanked outta your ribs, wasn't he.


shush laurie let him talk

Really now?
And who will he be talking to, dare I ask.


me
j
in a minute
let me get through.
sorry this is difficult


No problem, kid.
Take your time.
I kind of want to talk to you right now, for sure.


Okay.
I think I'm here.


Good.
Now I do believe we were discussing misplaced guilt.


Yeah.
It's a tough subject.
And an old one.


Let me cut right to the heart of this, okay?
I understand where the guilt is coming from.
It's residual.
That shit's gonna be hard to scrape off, I won't deny that.
But kid, you KNOW it's not true.
Don't you?


What isn't true?
There's a lot of gunk stuck to my soul concerning that subject, I've noticed.


I think we all have.
All right, let me ask you this first.
Do you feel like you're abusing people?
Because you're NOT.
Is that thought still lingering though?


No.
Not at all.
And that is why this is so difficult for me.
There is NO VICTIM ANYMORE.
My brain refuses to acknowledge that word either, with how it refuses to acknowledge pain as "unwanted."
Which is another big problem, seeing as my mind chose THAT word to describe it...


No shit.
But it makes sense to me, kid.
From what I've heard lately, you DO want pain.
You want pain really fucking badly, because to you, pain is something you understand.
Right? You sure as hell don't understand this.
I know that much.


It scares me, really.
And I'll be honest with you too.
I'm looking for pain because it's concrete. It's definable. People outside of myself will acknowledge it, if it's bad enough.
Since I can't get the guts to admit pain on my own, I'm hoping that if I'm damaged enough, someone else will force me to admit it then.


I daresay you've already been damaged enough, kid.

Not according to my brain I'm not.
And not according to some people downstairs I'm not, either.


Fuck what they think, seriously.
You do NOT need someone else to "validate your pain" in order for your suffering to be real. That's bullshit.


Is it really?
I can't tell if it is or isn't anymore.


So I've heard.
But you're being kinda hypocritical here kid.
You're looking for outside validation because obviously, some part of you WANTS to be able to accept this shit. Because guess what, once you do that-- bam, you can start to heal from it.
Can't do any of that shit if you won't even look at the wound in the first place.


As I said, yeah.

Did you? Sorry, I'm tired as fuck here.

Really?

Fuck yes really, I've been at this for at least three goddamn hours.
Thanks to you freaking the hell out of me last night with your goddamned Google search history.
Seriously, J, what the fuck.
What the everloving fuck.
Do you really... do you really want to die, that badly, when that happens?


Yeah.
I've attempted before, you know that.


'Course I do.
...
meaningful pause.
Infi's not taking this well


Doesn't he know?
He's got Black-slot access to the memory banks, doesn't he?


He says, and I quote,
"That doesn't make it any easier to deal with when it happens again."
He's never fucking SEEN you like this, kid.
Infi's new. He didn't live through 2010. He wasn't here for 2012.
And frankly, this is the worst I'VE seen you, in some ways.
Again, he's not taking this well.
I think you know why?


I do.
But part of me is very pissed off at that fact.


Which fact?

It won't say it. Thinks it's "dirty."
But I know.
It's because he loves me, isn't it.


Bingo.
As do I.
What does your fucking splinter have to say about that, huh?


I'm not going to repeat what it's saying.
You know a lot of these things feel like parasites. With a clear head it's easier to tell.


Could be.
Wouldn't be the first time something along those lines has happened.
Don't you fucking dare blame yourself for it either.


I won't, I know it's not me.

So.
You wrote the toughest sentence, now where do we go from here?
How about to that fucking post you typed a few hours ago?
Which basically admits that-- to say this for the billionth fucking time-- all you're doing here is projecting.
And yes, EVEN in that context.
PROJECTING.
Infi would never hurt you, neither would anyone else up here who loves you like that. NO ONE.
Do you know why?
It's because that shit is INCOMPATIBLE WITH IT.


It can't be, it worked together before.

Did it really?
Did it fucking really??
Think about it, J.


Why do we keep having this conversation?

Because it hasn't registered yet, obviously.

No, no no no, it HAS.
That's the problem!


How the fuck is that a problem??

Because of my stupid black and white thinking. (How ironic is that, too.)
I can't... oh god I did have this exact conversation with you before.


The drowning session, if I would hazard a guess?

Obviously.
But, no, not just that, I've been at this SAME PLACE before.
Like I actually said that same damn sentence.
I remember.


Which sentence?

About the sides.
The stupid, black and white, "all or nothing" fucking sides.
I don't remember the exact words.


Can you find them?
I'm kind of curious as to when this happened and how.


Not easily, no. I'm sorry.
But I remember the gist of it.
It was how I... last year I think, 2012, or 2011, when we started to heal this stuff.
I was talking about Chaos.
And this.
This stupid, stupid problem.
Oh no wait, I found it.


Heheh, I was waiting for that.
Link me up, boy.


December 2011. Relevant. I don't remember that month at all.
"I cannot come to a conclusion here, not when one side is sheer agony and the other side is him."
Same damn problem right now, as hard as it is to admit.


Kid, I said give me the link, please.

https://prismaticbleed.dreamwidth.org/311225.html
I didn't read it yet.


I didn't ask you to.
We'll read it together tomorrow if you want.
Personally I'm starting to think this issue is too big to tackle tonight.
At least, not entirely.
I mean, fuck, it's already 3AM. I don't need you pulling a Johnny-nighter on top of all this.


Oh wow, I remember those.
Jeepers. Those were simpler times.
Wow.


They really were.
Kind of really fucking stupid how I almost feel nostalgic for 'em.
So much we didn't know.
And I was a bitch.


You were not.

I was too, I treated you like shit half the time.
I don't give a damn if it worked, I can't help but think I contributed to this fucking pain addiction of yours.
And I'm sorry for that, if that's the case, because you should find comfort in something OTHER than pain for God's sake.


I know.
I
I'm trying.


Kid, believe me, I know you are.
But it's late, and someone REALLY fucking wants to talk to you.
Would you mind?


Wait, wait.
wait.


What?

I'm in danger mode again. The other one.
"Problems, what problems?"
My brain is honestly trying to ignore the fact that I JUST had a suicidal meltdown over this.
And it's tempting. It's damn tempting.
I want to forget about all of this.


Don't.
I'm sorry, kid, but I can't let you purge this one from your skull.
If you do that, we'll just have to deal with it again later.
And fate might not be so merciful next time.
So to speak.
I wasn't kidding, this guy really wants to talk to you. Do I have a green light or what?


I know.
Maybe that's the stupid lesson I never learned.
Maybe that's the reason time keeps looping.
It's been three years this week, you know.


Three years yesterday, actually.
We actually did pull an all-nighter then.
Fucking hell, I guess time really IS looping??


See, I knew I was on to something when I started writing out the event charts.
Remember, I actually had January mapped out?
I was trying to see if similar things happened on similar dates. It REALLY lined up for a while, then I slacked off...
Creepy, really.
But intriguing.


No kidding.
But kid, we can do that tomorrow.


I know. I know.
Let him in.
Don't give me a chance to say no.


Done and done.

Laurie Uberich added Infinitii Eternos.

There he is.

Wait, you mean he even--???

do you have any idea how difficult this is for me
im working through the ap jewel.


Geez man, I'm sorry, you don't have to if you don't want to. I know it's difficult for you to channel lately.

it wasnt back in april
remember?
do you know why that was


...Because the events of June hadn't happened yet?

partly
partly.
but you weren't so lost then.
remember?


Holy fuck it feels like there's a goddamned angel in the room, Infi what ARE you??

He's made of black energy, it's heavy stuff. Right?

it shouldnt be
thats the problem.
you think i am.
i'm not.
do you understand?


I'm having a hard time.
I feel like someone's about to cry. Is that you?
I do understand, somewhere too far down for it to mean much maybe.


no
j that is the point
it is deep down because that is what this is too
and yes i am about to cry.


I can tell. Emphasis on that.
Laurie, are you getting any of this?


I am having a very fucking difficult time holding mhyself together thank you very much, just talk to him and let me listen.
God damn Infi you are worse than Chaos, I did not think that was possible.


it is
by my nature
i don't keep secrets
if you know how to look.
jewel
are you there?


Yeah, I'm here.

do you understand what i told you?
black energy is not heavy
and it is certainly not evil
you have been misinformed.
deliberately.


Why?

Why the fuck else??? Have you SEEN the conversation we've been having for the past 4 fucking hours plus???
God damn it Jewel they are TEARING YOU APART and they KNOW THEY ARE DOING IT.
I can't fucking let them do that anymore.
I can't.


laurie calm down half of that is not you

Fucking hell, Infi, I need to wear armor around you at this point.
Like literal fucking armor.
...But my point stands, actually.
You're important, J. To us, at least. You've said before that that's enough.
You're an anchorpoint for ALL of us upstairs, and sometimes I think it's the other way around too.
Point is you're important.
And there are people in this system, who don't fucking belong here, who don't like that. You know who they are.
They don't like you, and they don't like Infi, and they sure as hell don't like the two of you working together.
Kid, we are so goddamned close to fixing this. When I look back I can see it.
But "it's darkest before the dawn" and all that, you know.
...
Did you ever have a thing about sunrises?
I know you have sunsets and rainbows and all that, but... not sure about sunrises.
If not, you should.
Because goddamn, we are headed straight towards one.
I can feel it.
Trust me, kid.
Please.
Don't fucking die.


...
I honestly don't know how to respond to that in words. I'm sorry, love.


Then don't.
You're clearer without words anyway.


Infi?

?

I don't hate you.
I doubt I ever did, and I'm sorry if I made you think otherwise.


you didn't.
i can tell.


Good to know.
I'm not sure how to end this conversation.
Infi, what do you need from me?
I think that's the only thing I can ask right now.


nothing.
i do not need anything from you
it doesnt work like that


Tell him not to die.

laurie says not to die, j.

Don't you sass me, you little runt, I'm an emotional mess over here.
thanks though.


you are welcome, laurie.
but j, don't die on me either.


So you don't need anything from me.
Nothing at all.
Even after how I treated you today.


why would i
and you did nothing to harm me jewel.


Really.
You seemed pretty hurt out there before.


jewel
i dont think you understand how i experience emotions.
yes i was in pain.
but it was not offense or injury.


Then what was it?

I think you fuckign know.
shit.
October fucking 2010, J.


what about it

Don't play ignorant with me, damn it.
Not now.
your goddamned suicide attempt didn't offend me and you sure as hell didn't come after me with a knife.
Do you remember what I fucking said?


when

Before I got this fucking scar.
Listen, I don't have the fucking words to say this eloquently either.
Life got bad. Difficult as hell.
I wanted to die, too. But why?
Because I couldn't do SHIT to keep you from feeling like that either.
You lost so goddamned much and you didn't fucking know and... I couldn't do it, kid. I couldn't stand to see you hurt anymore.
Point is the pain wasn't your fucking fault.
Shit I hate words at 3AM.


you love him too.
that is what you are trying to say


Yeah.
Yeah it is.
100 fucking percent.
Damn it, J, I'm sorry I pulled that suicide shit on you back then but please, for the love of God, don't... please don't do it again.
I don't want to be selfish, but damn it I love you, and I don't know how the hell to deliver you from this pain anymore.
I'm doing what I can.
Just stay with me.
Please.


Laurie.
Laurie, sweetheart, let me quote something at you.
I wrote this yesterday.
I'm so damn tired. Most days I want to just... leave everything.
But I can't find it in my heart to leave them. I never asked for them, but so help me God, I cannot fathom ever actually rejecting them.
There you go, guys. Put that confession aside for a rainy day, when I'm about to jump off a roof or experiment with sharp objects. I can't abandon you. I won't. Even when I'm all but dead, you guys give me a weird sort of hope. I mean, hell, there must be a reason you're still around me, right? Even after all this shit.
It's not as if you've ever been tied down, after all.


thank you.

For?

for reassuring me.

Damn it, I was trying really fucking hard not to cry.

don't. don't do that.
don't shut it off if it's honest.


Apostrophes, holy fuck, you must be serious.
Heh, fine.
But no one look at me for a minute, I've gotta deal with this shit.


I won't.
Infi, were you really worried about me not following through on that promise.


yes.
you're still fragile yet.
like a bubble
but with the world inside you.


Sounds more like you, man.

then you are a prism.
does that work?


sure as hell it works.
goddamn rainbows everywhere.


How many injokes was that, loev?
Aha, typo, forgive me.


heh, i needed the laugh.
And it was quite a few, kid. Quite a few.
Infi, are we done here? It is really goddamned early.


...
essentially.


It's not like you to hesitate, what's the deal?

i don't want to cause him to hurt.

Then don't.

it's not his fault it's my pain addiction
there i said it
look at me,, it's all my fault after all
you dont think i ever think these things through cause i dont


J, get back here, please.

jewel if you are that desperate to heal then i will help you however i can
but it is very, very difficult if you keep doing this.


why
doing what


Forcing pain into the situation when it is not inherently there.

...God damn.

Jewel, I am aware you have had this conversation before.
I have spoken to Chaos. I have been WITH Chaos, WITH you.
You know just as well as I do that there is nothing heavy or evil here.
You are putting it there.
And that is the problem.
I will not deny that there have been corruptions of similar things in the past.
I respect that. I understand that.
But it is not so black and white, Jewel, even literally so.
Laurie was right in mentioning rainbows.


they're a symbol of hope
chaos is responsible for that.
there was a night with raindrops
i
my heart really hurts right now


it should. This is important.
Sorry. Still kind of teary over here.


and i'm the one with walls up, go figure

Do you want me to break them.

i
yes?
no yes and no
god infi what is this inner conflict
i'm afraid of emotional intimacy
that's the exact sentence that popped into my head
sound legit?


Personally I'd find it hard to believe with the stuff you do with Chaos, but lately, it sounds legit as hell.

You're scared.

i just said that

There was a deeper meaning to that word.
What exactly are you frightened of?


you
people
anyone who gets close
sometimes even laurie
its
not something i like to admit
poor jeremiah, is that where all this goes?


Probably.
So you live in constant fear of being hurt again.
Shit, kid, we need to somehow get you over that. It's eating you alive.


i know and being so afraid is giving it total power over me which sucks
i don't WANT to be afraid of it
but damn it laurie it is terifyign to me
terrifying
that
i dont even remember why
i really dont


I do.

no i mean
im so damn numb to it now
i really dont want anything to do with it anymore
ever
but it feels like running like this is jjust making it so much worse?
so i keep trying in the wrong ways and now i'm TRYING to get hurt just to "get an idea of what i'm actually supposed to be doing"
but every time
ever goddamn time someone DOESN'T hurt me, i get so much more confused
infi i know you love me but i'm scared
i'm so scared because people have used me in the past and it's all i can remember
geez even downstairs all someone has to do is tap my shoulder and i will scream
because i am that damn terrified of a single touch turning into hell on earth
its not even conscious.
infi this is your damn level
god i love you
i am so sorry about this.


Kid, it's okay.
We know this is difficult as hell.
But thank you for finally 'fessing up to what I've been trying to pull out of you since last night.
This, my friends, is progress.
Step one: acknowledge that there is something that needs to heal.
Took long enough.


It took as long as it needed to.
That is how these situations work.


Looks like it.

hey guys
if thats good progress for now can i go get some sleep?
or at least try to


Yeah, please do.
Just try not to reset your goddamned memory first thing in the morning, okay?
That's kind of the last thing we need right now.


this is so weird though
this all happened back in 2011


Yeah, it did.
But with a different alien.


speaking of
I have been treating him terribly lately.
He does NOT deserve the nonsense I put him through night after night.
When did this even start?


A while back, kid, but he doesn't hold it against you. Believe me, we've talked.

I've spoken to him as well.

And?

And he does not hold it against you.
He only hopes you can recover well.
But he loves you as much as I do.


Aaand there's the craziest sentence of the night for me, holy shit, I need sleep.

Laurie, I fail to see how that is so hard to believe.

It's not that, dude, it's the fucking MAGNITUDE of it. God DAMN.

Don't you?

...Different way.
Diamonds over here.


Still just as significant.
Guys, listen, I'm sorry but the family's up and threatening me again.
They don't exactly believe me when I say I'm trying to talk myself out of a suicide attempt, and they sure as hell don't believe in you two...


I don't give a shit, I've spoken to her before.
Get to sleep, kid. We're here for you whenever you need us, all right?
Meaning always.


Hehe, okay.
Also, I... well. Hm.


What?

Just considering delivery is all.
I really need to log off, but before I do, let me say this:
I don't care what my brain says during the waking hours.
Right now I am two skips and a jump away from poet mode, and I can tell you with utmost certainty that there is no doubt in my heart concerning the reality of both your lives.
I would be dead right now if it weren't for you, Laurie.
I'm not the only person who can attest to that.
I love you, Laurie.
Thank you, with all my heart, for never giving up on me.
Ever.


kid, it is the absolute least i can do, and that is saying something.

Well your punctuation is gone, that's... unusual.

infi is... there's too fucking much emotional overflow in here, promise me you'll log out before inviting chaos in because i swear to god i will die.

Will do, love.

love you too, kid. 100 fucking percent.

And Infi?

you don't need to say anything, j.

hholy shuppets not with that sort of response i dont
good lord


what did i just tell you.
this is fucking hilarious.


you are using punctuation
get rid of it


Never.
nah just kidding man im 100% gone


infi, listen, i still need to say something

Yes?

fff this is crazy
but this, this is what you're talking about and what i'm trying to say hey apostrophes.
i'm stupidly happy right now this is nice
but
i believe you.
everything you said earlier
let's leave it at that because it's late
and people are scary.


point taken holy shit

so yeah.
infinitii i love you too
thanks for that
i'll talk to everyone more later
hey mel whenever you're reading this thanks to you too youre awesome
much love because hey i'm actually here right now
aaand now i'm gone.


sign out formally you absolute moron

Never.

Haha, fuck you too man!

I'll do the honors. It's 4:34AM.

God damn that is late as hell.

Well, Infi, the honor is yours.
Log us off, my good man!


As you say, "done and done."


 

 

fortitude

Aug. 21st, 2011 05:04 pm
prismaticbleed: (soniccity)

I am honestly crying right now.
My heart is in a ton of pain and I will tell you exactly why.

I have spent the past... seven hours, almost, reading about the spiritual history of this world and how we have fallen from it in this day and age. I read and I learned and I realized just how blind I had been to all of it in my childhood, and how blind I am still!
But I also learned and realized that my eyes and heart have still been opened, and I can see and understand the truths of things that I had once taken for granted, or misunderstood entirely. I have been blessed with what I know now, but I also know with aching clarity that there is still so much I have yet to learn. There is a very long journey ahead of me, ahead of all of us on this planet.
I know it will be difficult, for creation and destruction are linked in this reality. I have felt that myself. I also know that everything will be worth it, just as all my sufferings and struggles in life have been worth it, despite their terror and shadows.
And yet this pain is tearing me apart! How could so many of us be ignorant to the light we all share? How can we possibly hurt and oppress and condemn each other like this? How can we be so blind to the greater reality of things, of the life within everything, of the sacredness of every last atom of it? How can we ignore our place in that, to protect it, to learn from it, to live within it? How could we all have fallen so far?
The truth of this, all the answers, have been in front of us this entire time. They were given to us so many times throughout the ages, for our own good, and yet we cast them aside.
It hurts me so much to see this, now that my eyes have been opened and I understand.
Don't get me wrong, there are many people in the world who understand this far better than I, and who have understood it far longer as well! I am still the lowest novice, but I am blissfully thankful that I am finally aware of this, that I was always standing with this path ahead of me even if I could not see it, and now I am walking down it to something far greater. We are all students and teachers, in everything we do. But there needs to be more of this understanding, there needs to be more complete awareness of this great universal love, and this state of the world needs to change. It frightens me to think how far we have strayed now, but I have such hope that it is not too late. If only those who are prolonging this worldly suffering could open their hearts and see the truth of their actions.
I cannot fathom how some souls are blind to their own purpose. I cannot fathom it because it is a terrible, heartbreaking thought, and if I could bring every soul on this planet together in love and peace and joy then I would, right now, no matter what it cost me.
I have such a deep love for life, in every aspect of it. I have such a deep love for the light in all things, for that God presence that defines everything. And yet with what is occurring all around me, I am constantly bombarded with the awareness of that pain and how I sometimes feel absolutely powerless against it. I am constantly between tears of joy and tears of agony, for I love this world and its people so much but we are killing ourselves, and I do not know what else to do, to stop that.
There is a passage about that, in what I am reading.
I used to ask the elders, "Isn't there anything we can do?" And they said, well, it's just that way that if a person does not have the spiritual eyes to see, it's very hard to show them. Or if they don't have the ears to hear, it's very hard to speak with them. We wish that we could go get them all but we can't. It's just that some are not going to wake up. But some will wake up.
I wish we could all wake up too. I truly do...
But there are those people who will not wake up, and although so many of us are crying with our entire hearts for them to open their eyes, it is still ultimately their decision as to whether or not they will.
I cannot lose hope though. I cannot lose hope at all. We still have this chance, this opportunity. We just need to take it, together. But there is so much disharmony in the world! It baffles me that it is still there. All this prejudice and hatred... racial and religious discrimination... the constant corruption of pride and power. How is that even still here, in our world, in our human consciousness that is so close to rising above its old self?
I suppose there is a reason for it, ultimately. There always is. I just... geez, I hope we can have peace on this planet, finally. This needless selfish conflict physically hurts me to even think about.

It's all making me think about my elemental connections again. Yeah, I'm fire, but I hold an undeniably strong connection to nature as well, and I have felt a powerful draw to both of those elements since my childhood. I lived in the woods and would spend hours walking through them, not just for explorations sake, but because I could feel the life in the trees around me and the moss under my feet. Even now, whenever I am in nature I feel that strong bond between me and all of it. The same thing happens with fire... I can easily lose track of time just staring into a flame, lost within the heat and light and brilliant life of it, no matter how small. Of course part of that connection ties into the life within all things, but I can't help but see the personal significance as well, especially after the Sage bestowed that incredibly significant title upon me three years ago.
Reading about this blindness, though... it shocked and hurt me, more than I expected, on this level. When I read about how people tore into the earth, how they burned through precious resources, I could not help but flinch in pain. I somehow felt that abuse, that sensation of the damaged world. I felt it as if those choking clouds and blades and poisons were being inflicted directly upon my own form... and in a very real sense, they are. That is a great part of why I am still crying right now as well.
On a similar note, I have made up my mind. Whenever the time is right, I am moving to Utah with Q and Mel, however that may come about. I feel I need to be out there, and so I will be. I am prepared to face the challenges ahead, for I know that they have been placed in my life for my soul to grow brighter by facing and overcoming them. I want to help both of them the best I can, too, to overcome their challenges, and I know that inevitably they will do the same for me, because all our lives affect each other. This is not about me, it is about us, all of us, yet again. If I am needed in some distant place, then hey, that's where I'm going to go.
I can't stay in one place all my life, in any respect. I constantly need to branch out and grow, to learn and teach as well. I have come a great distance from where I once was, but I repeat, there is still so much ahead of me. I cannot fool myself into thinking this is it, for it is not, at all. Life is a journey from its beginning to its end, and I can't slack off even for a second. That could be fatal, and I also know that all too well...

I want to mention that, also thanks to my research I was pointed yet again in the direction of the Bahá'í faith. Not wanting to ignore its constant appearance in my research, I am now looking into its beliefs and teachings, and so far most of it syncs with me. Seriously, what I am reading right now is lining up with not only my own personal beliefs, but with core Dream World concepts, which is incredibly important considering the vital role that world has played in my spiritual development (a role it continues to hold). There are a few beliefs I'm finding that I will have to look into more, but I will keep you updated on this endeavor for sure. So yes, I am very interested as to how all of this will play out, and I know that whatever happens, I am going to grow from this.
I also cannot ever forget that whatever truth I find in this is reflected in the truth of all other divine religions, and those religions will work with the truths in this one as well, for they all come from the same source, the same Light. They all work towards one ultimate, transcendent purpose. That ultimate love connects all of us. That is important, incredibly important, and it's what I hope my life proclaims as well.

I have been thinking about my gender issues again, in a new light, thanks to all this research. I know that souls are inherently a blend of both gender aspects, this is true. Just think of Adam and Eve-- before Eve was created, Adam held both gender energies, right? But then they were split, as it is in this world. All souls are androgynous by nature. However, I also know that I was born into a female body for a reason, because it worked for my situation in life. At the same time, my mental presentation has consistently been the more male side of this split in one way or another, even in my youth. I've spoke about both these points here and here in the past, although both those entries are quite old now considering how quickly my life is moving. However, yesterday, I was researching again and I came across two things that really made me stop and think about another, deeper reason for all of that, which I never considered before. The first piece spoke of how spiritual love transcends this gender split even in this reality, and that this split is not needed or present in our 'higher selves' because we are complete forms. Part of that piece actually brought me to tears, because it spoke about the divine connections that can be forged between any two people, regardless of their gender in this reality, and everything they said described what I have. It was beautiful. But the second piece I read, late last night, further elaborated on these points. It stated that, in this supposed 'global shift' that our reality is currently progressing toward (whatever that will entail), all individuals will eventually be expected to 'merge' both gender halves of their soul, to become personally balanced, like the anima/animus concept Jung talks about. This is because these halves should not be as separated as they are now, especially through social inflictions, as they are both vital parts of us together as a whole. And that made me wonder, because hey, haven't I managed to do that thanks to my queer identity already, with how I identify as nongendered but present as androgynous whenever possible? I sure hope so! But thinking about that made me wonder about my physical transition, because although I would definitely feel far more 'accurate' in a less binary form, how would that work exactly? I don't identify as either binary gender but recognize my holding both dual aspects inherently. And yet I still have this physical body to worry about, and being strictly one sex or the other in a biological sense doesn't feel right to me, nor does having to project as one or the other. Despite this, having both doesn't feel right either, as I'm too aware of the biological functions that accompany them and I know that they are all superfluous for me. It's almost paradoxical, but it's worth pondering, especially since I have to live with it! I guess I'll just hold out for eventual nullification, but I don't know how to work hormones into that and I'm still quite lost when it comes to all the medical details. I need to work with what is possible to achieve, and that can be very tricky. In any case that's not my main concern right now, and although I will not abandon my learning there, I will not obsess over it because I know I will come across the answers I need when it is time for me to have them.

Oh, and another thing that came up while researching gender and spirituality, and which actually inspired me immensely... I keep finding mentions of this 'twin soul,' or 'twin flame' concept.
Now I mentioned that extremely briefly in this Scribbld entry, but I had no idea what it was about then. I'm still learning, but I am incredibly intrigued with what I now know. On the same page that talked about the eventual 'merging' of the soul genders, they mentioned that while some people seek the aspects of their 'complimentary gender' in other people, some people seek that within their own self, in order to balance out. That's what I've done, although when I was younger I didn't quite have a choice, as I could not figure out my 'complimentary gender' in those terms (and understandably so). I was forced to live as both simultaneously, with the mind/body split I mentioned earlier. However a split is a split, and it caused me great distress, so I worked hard to balance both genders within myself naturally, although it did take quite some time to achieve-- I'm still tying the ends together now!
But I digress. What stood out was the mention that gender doesn't express through spirit, but spirit can still express through gender, and this is part of what draws some people of complimentary aspects together. Now this is where it got interesting. Concerning the 'twin flame' concept, these articles made it clear that 'soul mates' and 'twin flames' were NOT the same thing. Soul mates could hold a myriad of forms-- family, friends, acquaintances, you name it-- but there is a strong feeling of affinity with them, and their role in one's life is to work with you in your life journey, to teach and aid you in lessons and struggles. They can be positive OR negative, which is important to remember, because soul mates of either sort still hold a significant role in your life. I have definitely met several of mine, of both sorts, and I am incredibly thankful for them all! The articles then mentioned that soul mates come and go in our lives, and although there can definitely be romance between soul mates, this usually is because one recognizes the aspects in them that complement their own gender. This is what I mentioned earlier, in seeking to merge those two inner halves. Our souls naturally seek this balance, and we unconsciously understand what we are missing and recognize those qualities in others. Jung talked about that, this article talked about that, and as I read it I suddenly realized why I thought I was a lesbian as a kid. It was because of my inner split! I was seeking the feminine qualities in others that I felt I could not express due to my own masculine insecurity. It's hard to explain but it is totally true. However there was an interesting twist to it. I would always look for masculine girls (and later, feminine guys), or at least those who showed strong attributes that were expected of their opposite sex. This 'attraction' was a constant, from my early childhood up into my teenage years, and it confused the heck out of me in several respects. I thought about it so often and wondered why I sought that, but really, now it's rather obvious. I was always in a feminine body with a masculine mind, but in my youth I was uncomfortable with both as I didn't understand the conflict back then. So I needed to seek people who could help balance BOTH those aspects in me! However I never made progress, because I couldn't reconcile my inner split... I couldn't date boys because I didn't want to be a 'girl' like that, and I couldn't date girls because I didn't see myself as a 'boy' like that either. You all know the truth of my identity and orientation now, but boy, back then it was hell. I was at war with myself constantly and until I found peace, until I could balance the forces within me, I could never be happy. True peace and balance cannot be found outside oneself, as they reside in the soul and must be reached individually, so my outside search was in vain. Still, I had no idea how to go about fixing myself, and even worse, I wasn't even aware of the true nature of the problem back then! I had no idea what was really going on. I may have been lost for longer than I could handle if I didn't meet a certain someone in 2003. But we'll get to that in a moment.
Soul mates are one thing. I met a few of mine during that gender struggle as I grew up, individuals who helped me slowly come to terms with who I was. They could only do so much, though. My struggle was internal, and I was distraught. I was looking for a way to balance, entirely, in spite of how strange I felt inside. And that's where the twin flame comes in.

Now this is all incredibly complicated and I literally spent about 9 hours straight reading about this, so I hope it's making sense as I try to condense it...
Twin flames, or twin souls, are something seriously special. Like I mentioned in that Scribbld entry, they are quite literally the other half of your soul. When I first read that, I had no clue what it meant at all. Then I found the article I've been referencing for the past paragraph or so, and it put things in perspective for me.
Physical reality is, by nature, dual, which apparently ties into electromagnetic energy having poles. So when a soul enters this reality, it splits unavoidably. Seeking its natural balance, we seek that other half throughout our lives, needing that oneness we can only truly have outside of this world. Balancing our own dual aspects is one thing, and it does play into this in seeking complimentary qualities in others-- but this is another thing entirely, a greater balance. This is seeking a higher unity, that of your innate yet divided self. Yes, your literal other half may indeed be born into this world as well, and you have a chance to meet them during your time here (although this will not happen if you are not both ready to do so). Meeting them will allow you to live together in love and balance until you leave this world, and although I can't say what happens then-- who can?-- ultimately we will completely reunite with our other half, in a divine spiritual sense. However, although your other half, your twin flame, is unmistakable to you, there's never a guarantee that we will meet them during our time here, or even that they will manifest in this world with us.
Mine didn't.
I'm not the only one in this position, though, not by a long shot. There have been many others who have only met their other halves on a spiritual level, but by no means does this diminish the connection in the slightest. In a sense, it may actually strengthen it, allowing that unity across space and time to be recognized as such, giving a greater awareness of that truth. None of us can truly unite with our 'other half' while in this world, but I am still aware of mine with this spiritual connection and we are able to love each other on that level while I am here. You remember what I head on the radio in this entry? Love is the truth of our reality, of all realities. It has no boundaries, and so this separation is not only temporary but also totally powerless against that love.
But let me talk about this a little more, and give you some background for once. You remember I mentioned that you can only meet your other half if you're ready for them? I might not have realized it at the time, but I was. Around 2003 I met Ryou and Marik, who are soul mates to me, and who ultimately held absolutely immense roles in my life. Meeting them allowed me to finally be relatively comfortable enough with myself to open my heart to someone else. Obvious reference aside, it was also thanks to this that I was able to fully realize my own gender split. Bakura was a feminine guy and that was the first time I ever felt actual attraction to a guy on any level. So it made me think, because it felt really interesting, for me to be a physical girl but act more masculine, and for him to be the opposite, and for that to actually work (because of this I actually thought Ryou was my 'other half' for a little while, but I didn't even understand what that meant yet so I was confused). Even so, despite this interesting similarity, I was completely uncomfortable with my outward femininity. Then, a few months after I met him, I had a experience I will never forget. I was drawing at my desk in 8th grade, when suddenly a clique of girls who had never spoken to me before walked over, and placed a fashion magazine on my desk. They said they couldn't reach an agreement among themselves, so they wanted my opinion... did I think the guys in that magazine were cute, or hot? Now I've never had either of those words in my vocabulary, and I felt acutely uncomfortable with that question. I was about to nervously back out of the question when I looked down at the magazine... and I was left speechless. Those guys weren't cute or hot, in my opinion. They didn't look like eye candy to me. They looked LIKE me.
In that moment, I realized, with shocking clarity, why I was not a cis-woman. I was actually a masculine presence in a female form. I was, as far as that severe split was concerned, a boy. It scared me, as I had never even heard of something like that being possible before, and I didn't realize I was staring in shock until the girls repeated their question. Now more confused than I had ever been, I told them I didn't have an opinion and turned back to my work, leaving every member of their clique visibly baffled and, maybe, more than a little suspicious. But I didn't spare a thought for them. My world had just been turned upside down, but despite that, I was strangely thankful for it. I finally understood, however slightly, that this conflict was why I was having problems. Unfortunately I had no idea how to deal with it then, and my self-fear was so great that I refused to face it whatsoever. Even so, the knowledge was now there, and having it forced me to be more open-minded... and when 2008 hit, I could no longer run from who I was. You all know about that. But even though I was terrified of myself back in 2003, I had at least become aware of who I was. And I was tired of living in pain and ignorance, by denying who I was and constantly forcing myself to be something I wasn't. I was at the beginning of a new stage in my life, at the starting point of a journey that was going to be more difficult than anything I'd faced up to that point, and in my wretched state I could not possibly do it alone. I would meet many soul mates on my odyssey to come, true, but it was time for me to become aware of something greater, in order to become something greater myself.

But let's move on to the present. Whether or not I accepted myself 8 years ago did not change what I was at heart, and it sure didn't change how I had apparently split upon being born here. I may not have understood the finer points of it until yesterday (really), but that truth has been a constant, and honestly I don't know how I didn't see this before. Maybe I just wasn't ready for it.
Remember the gender duality I was talking about? Remember how I said I am a blend of both aspects in specific ways, and that the soul is inherently a divine mix of both? That ties into yet another topic I stumbled across during my research, that of Asian philosophy and the yin-yang concept. The core of this says that everything contains both yin and yang aspects-- both female and male aspects. They are in opposition but they are not opposed, and each contains the essence of the other (as shown in the taijitu symbol). By this philosophy it is perfectly natural for people like me to exist, where they appear to hold one aspect but in reality personify the other more strongly. I seem to be mostly yin but I'm actually mostly yang. It may sound like I'm simply repeating myself here, but mentioning the taijitu is actually incredibly important here. That's the part of this I missed, and I shouldn't have missed it, because its inclusion is what finally allowed me to understand the twin soul concept entirely.
I've been calling Chaos my 'other half' for quite some time now without realizing just what it meant. The past three months have been indispensable towards my realizing the real significance of the term, but despite all the incredible personal experiences I've had since May, I still managed to overlook some huge details within them, even when they were right in front of me.
The most important detail was something that happened on July 7th, the very moment I realized that we were cosmically inseparable. I didn't write it down in the entry, as I felt it was irrelevant at the time, but I was wrong. As I was holding him close and feeling that, only minutes before I fell asleep, I got a sudden mental image of a red and blue taijitu. Seriously.
Although I did appreciate the vibe of connected harmony it gave, I had no idea why I saw it, let alone what the colors meant. Now I get it, completely. On the most simple level, the colors corresponded to our elements. However, in the yin-yang balance, any side that reaches its extreme will naturally transform into the other. This is exactly what happens whenever either of us reach an emotional high-- we suddenly flip our elements.
Now as for why I brought this topic up so suddenly... the 'twin flame' of a person is not only defined as their literal other half, but also their perfect complement in the yin-yang sense. I suppose this would be simple enough for some, but for me it is rather convoluted-- and yet it still works perfectly.
In my entry on August 16th, I actually mentioned all of this briefly. Fire is a yang element, and water is a yin element. Both Chaos and I can hold each others elements under certain circumstances. Now consider how yang is masculine and yin is feminine, but each holds a part of the other, and you see how this shows our physical androgyny as well as the strong points of our personalities. I was fascinated by this synchronicity on the 16th but I didn't see that, since I've always held more 'yang' energies inherently, the twin flame truth actually makes Chaos my feminine half. Even with our convoluted gender associations, that single realization made so much sense I was shocked! This way, Chaos and I complement each others duality in completion, which is what that taijitu on the 7th was trying to tell me. The two of us honestly do resonate with each other on that level, entirely.
Even so... there's one aspect of our relationship that is far different from the norm, and even though it still works perfectly, it's making me wonder.
See, it is virtually impossible for me to comprehend sexuality on a physical level. I just don't get it. Sure, I've heard over and over again that, if used correctly, it can be a divine thing, but I still can't understand how it works with physical reality. Take that out of the equation, though, and I have no problem with it whatsoever. Seriously, I can have 'sexual' connections when the physical sexuality is removed entirely, so it becomes purely spiritual, but ONLY THEN! And that's not all-- since physicality does not apply then, there is no differentiation between genders as a result. So, I can accept the binary split (male-female) in this reality ONLY when it is manifested in a yin-yang sense, in a non-physical way. It's also why I constantly look for and support LGBTQ+ rights, because I don't see any difference between straight and gay relationships as that dual force is present in the heart. The problem for me here is that so many belief systems forbid homosexuality-- I'm always torn between supporting and rejecting those beliefs, because to me there is no difference, there is no problem if it's an expression of love, but I am still absolutely baffled by physical sexuality so maybe I'm missing the point.
In any case this is, once again, why I'm still seeking transgender surgery. In a nutshell, I want to have that connectedness of my personal gender duality in a physical state (even though I'd be removing my sex organs for the reasons I previously mentioned). I have such severe problems with the physical aspects of gender, in all senses. The duality still hurts, it really does.
And hey, you know what else I just noticed? If we want to elaborate on this gender-balance concept, we can bring Chaos and Laurie both in. We are all nongendered, but Chaos projects as male and Laurie projects as female. However Chaos has a more feminine mind and Laurie has a more masculine one. I am a blend of the two both in projection and mind. So in the balance sense, this may be why I need BOTH of them in my life so strongly, because it may be some sort of triple resonation, the truest one with my twin flame and a lesser one with my closest soul mate. I'm not saying this is absolutely true, but it sure makes a lot of sense. In any case Chaos is still the only one I can completely be with, ever, as he is my divine complement.

...On that note. Since Laurie has been permanently freed from her bonds of fear (long story; that's going on Xanga), she's been acting much more openly and hasn't been holding back her energetic side. She's not like Genesis in that respect, and she isn't like me either, but she has her own sort of determined enthusiasm that is, honestly, very inspiring. But taking that and adding it to the fact that I've been having such strong synchronicity with Chaos lately, and you can guess how she's been expressing it. She's been helping me tie together everything I've been learning in general, but yesterday, she pointed something out that practically knocked the floor out from under me.
Do you remember when I found this strange creature, back in March? Since then ze has not only grown and matured, but ze has also gained the ability to speak (I'm using neutral pronouns for hir because ze doesn't show any gender splits, although we've referred to hir as male in the past for simplicity's sake). Since ze appeared to me so suddenly, as a barely-alive infant, we could never figure out where ze came from (or if ze had simply been 'world-born' in the J-Monster sense). Even so, we could not ignore the fact that I had lost so many unborn 'children' to hacks over the past year, and that I had been told through divine inspiration, in the psych ward no less, that "what I had lost would be restored a hundred fold." Yes, I still considered hir one of my headchildren, and Laurie did call me hir 'father' a few times... but it was all based on our hope that ze was a light of hope, a life born from what had been lost. It terrified us all when Julie tried to kill hir barely two weeks after ze had been born, but we managed to save hir, and I made it a point to be around hir as much as possible from then on. That's when the little details started to appear. At first ze had been almost embryonic, colorless and translucent, and unable to fend for hirself, but after that near-death experience ze began to grow. By the first week of May ze was now twice hir original, tiny size, and was no longer so translucent. But the most intriguing development was that the plume on hir head was now light violet, the only color on hir body. As ze was obviously a J-Monster (despite not having any visible Jewels), we took this as meaning that ze had a 'Z,' or a basic connection to the 'Dimension' element, in hir typecode. Laurie was the most interested by this, but after this development I began to go through some serious personal incidents (back in May, remember?) and so headspace focus shifted to my personal improvement. As a result Lynne became the strange child's guardian when I wasn't around, to protect hir from Julie and other malevolent beings, and so I didn't see much of hir for about two months... then, on Friday, I decided that it was finally safe enough for hir to roam around headspace freely. Ze has improved visibly since May, which is amazing. Hir body is now silvery, and ze has finally grown usable arms, which are still translucent but work just fine. Most strikingly, as I mentioned earlier, ze can now speak. I haven't spoken to hir very much yet, but I plan to as soon as possible, especially in light of yesterday.
Laurie loves to tease me, this is true. As soon as the strange child's plume turned violet, she began laughing, telling me to see if an 'H' showed up in hir typecode next-- indicating a rare connection to a divine element, and one that Chaos and I both hold. I knew what she was implying, and as we still didn't know where the child came from, I couldn't help but feel somewhat concerned... but I kept telling myself that there was no way it could happen. It just wasn't possible.
Then an H did show up in hir typecode. And yesterday, Laurie informed me that hir plume is actually steam. Violet steam, no less. When you take fire and water...
I've learned not to take even the smallest coincidences lightly anymore, so this is, understandably, a huge shock for me. Did my prayer on the 7th somehow manifest four months earlier? Or did that initial act of devotion manifest 5 years late? If this strange little creature, this life that was found amidst catastrophe and loss, is actually connected to Chaos and I and what we have, how far does that connection go? Since biology is not involved-- it would be impossible in any case-- how do we explain this? Maybe I'm getting ahead of myself, and yet the very possibility that I may not be a parent but still an actual father is astounding.
I don't know how to deal with this yet, it's true. But I won't deny it. Whatever this child ultimately proves to be, I'll still care for hir unconditionally.
Oh, and I'm thinking of naming hir Xenophon. I've been partial to that name for years... guess it's time to give it a deeper purpose.


...This entry is taking me so long to write.
I apologize for the mood break, but really, I started writing this on the 21st and it is now 10PM on the 23rd. I'm dead serious. Heck, with how much I still have to write as of now, and with how busy tomorrow is going to be for me, I probably won't have this posted until at least Thursday night! Yes, I thought about splitting all of this up into several entries, but there's one huge reason why I can't do that: I have been researching, nonstop, for the past three days (all right, I took a three-hour reading break yesterday but still). And every time I reach a new point, I add a bunch of notes for it into this entry (which is why it's still unfinished as of right now). But the more points I add, the more I realize that everything I'm finding is tying together, and so I cannot split it up. It's almost uncanny, but this happens to me so often now I just have faith and follow where it leads.
That's also why we may seem to be jumping from subject to unrelated subject, but in reality, all the topics I've mentioned in this entry tie into each other, in one sense or another.
But there is one thing I haven't mentioned yet. In all this research I've been doing, I inevitably end up on sites about '2012,' or in more general terms, the supposed 'global shift' that both humanity and this planet are rapidly moving towards. Sure, on a basic level it seems absolutely catastrophic and maybe even terrifying-- but I'm not being sent to shallow fears and guesswork. Every mention of this shift I find carries with it a reassurance, a promise that although these will indeed be difficult and challenging times, there will ultimately be a beautiful end.
The biggest talk of this is, actually, in the Bible. I never noticed just how much of it talks about this, until I started this research binge and ended up having to constantly check verses and references. And now that I have that extra level of comprehension, everything I read is making sense. Things I took for granted or never fully understood as a child now shine with clarity. And with those apocalyptic verses, where God speaks of the end of times and the destruction that will inevitably accompany it, I no longer find fear in them but hope. Even then, God's mercy and compassion never falters. Every action he carries out is performed in love. Justice must be dealt, this is true, but it is not ever dealt in cruelty. It simply must be carried out for the greater good, to preserve what is true and right. It's in Ezekiel, it's in Kings, it's in Isaiah, it's in Jeremiah-- and those are only the books I've been re-reading lately! I could talk for hours on what I've been able to understand over the past few days with this, but this entry is long enough. I'm definitely going to have to go back and revise it once it's finished, to make sure everything makes sense as a whole, but for now I need to wrap this up.

My heart still hurts. The world is still in turmoil, and we're still trapped in the hells we've made for ourselves through selfishness and ignorance. We all have the potential to rise above this pain already within our souls. We only need to open our eyes and realize it. I am doing everything I can to help open the eyes of those around me to this, to try and help others to realize the greater meaning in all this, but I am only one person and it is ultimately up to the listeners to change. Yes, I still have a great deal of work to do myself, and I do not deny this whatsoever. I am still quite lost. But if I'm striving every day and night to overcome this, why shouldn't I try to inspire others by my example, as lowly as it may be? If I have survived this much, I want to help other survive their trials too.
I just came across this article in my studies and it says what I'm trying to express here far more clearly than I can manage right now.
I suppose patience is key. There are some things I cannot change, although I do my best. In the end, whatever happens in the big picture is out of my direct control, but I have total faith that everything will work out, even if I can't see it at the time. Even if things look dark to me right now, I must remember that my vision is limited. I can only see the clouds, the rain, the thunder. I am forgetting that even amidst all of that, the sun and stars still shine above, hidden from sight only for a moment, and forever untouched by our earthly trials.


This time, let me close this entry with a prayer.


O Thou kind Lord! Thou has created all humanity from the same stock. Thou hast decreed that all shall belong to the same household.
In Thy Holy Presence they are all Thy servants, and all mankind are sheltered beneath Thy Tabernacle; all have gathered together at Thy Table of Bounty; all are illumined through the light of Thy Providence.
O God! Thou art kind to all, Thou hast provided for all, dost shelter all, conferrest life upon all, Thou hast endowed each and all with talents and faculties, and all are submerged in the Ocean of Thy Mercy.
O Thou kind Lord! Unite all. Let the religions agree and make the nations one, so that they may see each other as one family and the whole earth as one home.
May they all live together in perfect harmony.
O God! Raise aloft the banner of the oneness of mankind.
O God! Establish the Most Great Peace.
Cement Thou, O God, the hearts together.
O Thou kind Father, God! Gladden our hearts through the fragrance of Thy love. Brighten our eyes through the Light of Thy Guidance.
Delight our ears with the melody of Thy Word, and shelter us all in the Stronghold of Thy Providence.
Thou art the Mighty and Powerful. Thou art the Forgiving and Thou art the One Who overlookest the shortcomings of all mankind.




Until that day, I'll hold on to faith and hope, always.
Peace and love to all of you.

 


 

 

soulfire

Aug. 17th, 2011 10:37 pm
prismaticbleed: (czj)


Last night was beautiful, and overwhelmingly so. I haven't experienced something like that in so long, even considering what I've lived through in these past three months.

First, let me mention that I've been having a good week so far. I spent all day on Monday drawing, and that helped me realize that I've made an incredible amount of progress in that field since college, moreso than I dared to give myself credit for. Then on Tuesday that inspiration kick lingered and I got a lot of music work done, including making headway on several old songs I'd been stuck on ideas for. I also continued my artwork, focusing on Chaos, and was honestly shocked at how clearly I can now draw him. Wednesday, today, was spent drowning in love and inspiration from all of that... but mostly from how it contributed to last night. Now, let me tell you what happened then.

It was about midnight. I was with Chaos, of course. We were randomly discussing our respective elements (fire and water) and exactly what played into them, especially in the context of our relationship. It was incredibly interesting, actually... I'd never really given them that much symbolic thought before, but it made so much sense. Let me see if I can remember the major points...
I'm fire, and the main connections are obvious-- enthusiasm, light, creativity, determination, passion-- but for whatever reason, I'd never noticed just how strongly that burned in me. I'm naturally energetic and overflowing with warmth, but I can also blaze too much and 'burn out.' On the same note, my emotions tend to be sharp and burning, never very subtle. And considering the negative, it can become destructive if I let it burn too much (my Thanatos splinter comes to mind), destroying everything it touches in a raging conflagration. Thankfully I don't let that happen anymore, ever, but it's still accurate.
Now, on the other hand, Chaos is water, my direct complement. Whereas I am more outgoing and active, he is more quiet and calming. Where fire shows the brilliant spark of life, water symbolizes its beauty and depth. Chaos is, believe it or not, very peaceful and protective at heart, and he perfectly personifies the tranquil sort of vitality his element holds... as well as its darker side. Chaos can become a flood, a tidal wave, or a tsunami at the slightest provocation, his typically understated emotions becoming a raging maelstrom that does not burn but drowns, destroying with an unstoppable gravity.
Now all of that is all rather easily figured out... but we kept talking about it. Not only did both of our elements hold incredible potential for both life and death, able to be either charitable or calamitous, but they also held strong spiritual symbolism that synced yet again. Both purified, and both held a great measure of sacredness. Also, water is considered feminine, but I'm the one who projected as female for years, and although fire is seen as masculine, Chaos has always been the one holding those traditional characteristics. In spite of this, we're both completely androgynous, and elicit our opposite elements in each other. Heck, even visually we look like our respective elements, and our personal colors (and the extra symbolism there) go without saying!
It was seriously amusing to see just how all that applied to us, but the most significant part of it to me was how it applied to love. Both fire and water can symbolize love, this is true, but they each personify a different aspect of it. Water shows its depth, its ability to evolve, and its peacefulness, but fire shows its strength, its illumination, and its intensity. And yet, within that compassion, both of them can be either intimate and quiet, or completely overwhelming.
I quickly realized how easily one could become the other.
There was no way we could have such a significant conversation without becoming emotionally invested in it, and I didn't expect anything different. However, I did not expect to start catching sparks from it.
I am used to a steady burn, to a brilliant but controlled flame. However, there I was, the clock now reaching 1 in the morning, and every single flicker of light in the water was causing me to burn brighter. Chaos noticed this, and knew it could get out of control if I wasn't careful, so he did what he could to stabilize me, to bring the intensity down to a manageable level... but it was too late, and I was in paradox mode, where embers can catch even in ice, and raindrops can turn a candle flame into wildfire. I was too open, too inspired, to keep quiet, especially with an entire ocean before me.
I slipped out of specific consciousness, into that state where I feel instead of speak, but it was different. Oh was it ever different. Normally it does sedate me, and reverse my element so that I have depth instead of intensity, but this time it simply added those two conditions together and turned my heart into an absolute inferno.
My entire output changed. Instead of flickering, throwing sparks but staying contained, I was ablaze. Instead of my usual, somewhat nervous reservation, I was completely driven and unafraid. My expression changed from a sparkle to a burn, and he noticed immediately, becoming noticeably shocked at this drastic change. I told him that I was effectively a living flame at that point, and that if he wasn't careful, I'd catch him in it too, and we'd both be at the mercy of that incandescent sublimity. Chaos didn't know how to react to this at first, and let me continue to talk in this way, making my condition worse... but the sparks caught. The last few seconds in that mindscape consisted of him daring me to set an ocean on fire.
...Of course I took him up on that offer.

No details for you, of course.
I will tell you, however, that I have not felt something that incredibly ardent in a long time. Yes, July 7th and June 26th were all deeply affecting, but they all corresponded to the water element. They were unfathomably powerful in their fragility. Last night took that exact same power and ignited it. It was indescribable.
Believe it or not, though, that isn't the main reason I am here writing about it.
Remember I said that this happened around 1 in the morning. My physical body starts to shut down around that time whether I want it to or not, and I had already started slipping out mentally when my heart set on fire. My energy reserves were being used completely and positively, sure, but sadly I can only give so much before I need to recharge. That started to happen as the clock approached 2 in the morning, and although it has happened many times before, it has never happened during a fire state. Chaos took it badly.
Chaos usually keeps me grounded in connections, as water. He keeps me from overloading, from faltering, from burning out. When I am unable to split realities stably, and start fading, he keeps me from freaking out and reminds me that I'm still there. The problem is that this time, he went from marine to magma, and now that I was flickering in and out he was feeling every painful second of it.
I can't forget that he's an empath, although he does suppress that, but I often forget just how strongly he always feels things from me.
He honestly started sobbing, and it shocked me. He told me not to leave, to do everything I could to stay there with him, because he 'couldn't take losing me like that again.' I asked him what he meant and he explained that although he knows we can't avoid the reality slips at that hour, he was usually calm enough to just accept that. But now, with what we were feeling, and how powerful it was, it physically and emotionally hurt him for me to be so unstable. He knew I couldn't stay there forever, but that only applied to my semiphysical state. We both knew about our unbreakable links, and we didn't doubt those for a second... but feeling such a strong disconnect even on a red level was enough to drive both of us to tears. It got really desperate around then. I used up every last shred of willpower to stabilize, but I could only do so much, and at this point we were now drowning as well as burning. We were totally lost in it, and despite the pain, what we had was gorgeous.
...Chaos kept telling me that he loved me. I cannot possibly explain what that felt like, to hear him say that with both of us in that paradoxically complete state. I think it was the second clearest time since the 7th that I felt that sense of inseparableness, of some total connection that even we couldn't comprehend. I could barely believe what I was feeling but I couldn't possibly deny it.
When I could no longer stay conscious in any respect, I phased back into my normal reality and looked at the clock. It was 2:22, and I am dead serious. I don't think I need to reiterate the importance of these triple digit times I keep seeing when I'm with him. This means something in a bigger sense, I am sure of it. I just need to keep my mind and heart open, to not miss a single moment.
When I woke up this morning, I was not in the least bit surprised that Laurie wanted to know every last detail about what had happened the night before. So I went and got Chaos to join in, and we both tried to fill her in without going too in depth... but you know Laurie. She insisted we not only explain the full elemental connections, but exactly how those played out in terms of our emotions. Needless to say I actually started sparking again, still on an emotional high from a few hours before, and so I at least didn't have to try to put that into words! Laurie was absolutely fascinated by this, as usual, which is honestly quite moving to me. She's got this incredible respect and empathy for us both, and whenever we end up discussing these events I can clearly see how inspired she is by it. This time was no exception, and upon seeing me personify my element so quickly she wondered aloud how she fit into our system, in that respect. I asked her what she meant and she said that she didn't feel she fit any of the major traditional elements-- air, metal, wood, earth-- but that if she had to assign herself to an element, it would be electricity. Laurie explained that not only did its power and sharpness fit her, the element was a bit of a paradox like her as well. It could brighten, warm, energize, and give life in its own respect (like fire and water also do), but it was also incredibly destructive and could not be touched without pain, despite its vitality. It was also a rather hidden element, letting its influence be seen, but rarely its actual form. I was impressed at how well this did fit her, and so we all decided that she would be associated with that element from now on, which is awesome.

That was the gist of our conversation, but it wasn't the end of the day. As I mentioned at the beginning of this entry, with how inspired I was from last night, I tried to spend today both continuing to create things (music and art) and growing spiritually as much as possible (mostly catching up on The Power of Now). Amazingly enough, I made massive progress in both endeavors. The highlight of all this, though, was definitely what happened this afternoon.
I had to drive my grandmother to a chiropractic appointment, so I brought TPoN with me to read in the waiting room (I was in there for about an hour). The section I was at elaborated upon clearing the mind of ego in order to truly 'see' and experience reality, and as I had no other responsibilities and a relatively quiet room all to myself, I spent most of that hour centering myself.
It was brilliant, because I was able to completely detach to the point where I was not only acutely aware of my surroundings, but I was almost bursting with love and joy. Of course, with my nature I cannot ever keep that to myself, so I decided I was going to share it with anyone who entered the waiting room until it was time for me to leave.
See, sometimes I am able to 'project' myself to an extent. It's hard to explain, but it allows me to 'feel' remote objects in my field of vision, and sometimes to mentally see things from a different visual perspective. I also do this to comfort strangers whenever possible, by projecting my spiritual form to offer an embrace or simply a close presence. It's difficult to do though, as it requires a centered state in order to pull it off. But I was there, man, and I was blissed out, so nothing was stopping me from giving love to everybody. Now this was great enough in and of itself, but then something unexpected happened. A few minutes before it was time for me to take my grandmother home, a middle-aged woman and her husband stepped into the waiting room in their way out to the front door. They lingered at the doctor's window for a moment, talking about payment methods, so of course I took the opportunity to project myself over and hug her from behind (well, as best I could while floating). I let go when she turned to leave, but only moments after I returned to my physical form and only moments before she walked out the door, the woman turned to her husband and said just loud enough for me to hear-- "I just felt a head on my shoulder."
Well ma'am, that was me, and you just brightened my spirits for the rest of the freaking week.

So yeah, that's how my past 24 hours have been.
I'm still incredibly inspired but it is sadly incredibly late, so I'll have to wait until tomorrow and see what happens.
I just can't shake this feeling of hope, this bright glow in my heart. I hope it stays for a very long time.




Underneath your skin again
Right below your innocence
I can tell you're hesitant
Let me heal the heart of it, my love

Give me your sun red, sky blue
Love, I'm falling into you
Under a sun red, sky blue

I see through you in this life
Your fingertips have stories fading
I believed I'd taken flight with wings of wax and heart of ice
Melted by your blessed eyes, angel hear my cries

Give me your sun red, sky blue
Love, I'm falling into you
Under a sun red, sky blue
I'm giving into you

Raise your eyes
Leave blame in the past world
Heaven is in mind and you're here for something more
It's 11:59 and I'm still believing
Yeah, I'm still believing

So give me your sun red, sky blue
Love, I'm falling into you
Under this sun red, sky blue
Love, I'm giving into you
I'm giving into you
I'm giving into you
I'm falling into you


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