《A Soothing Melody for the Bleach-Stained Ego》IV, Act I Concludes - Never live to doubt again.
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I see that this is no lucky occasion, you are coming here on your own psychological will - nothing to be ashamed of, you have right and control of your own life. But I have some questions piled for you today that I am afraid I might never be given the time again; I have something planned, and I wish for you to ‘experience’ it. See, what have you derived from what you have discussed so far? To make a list, which isn’t morally right but still, you could list down that your emotions are an integral part of your being and that you do exist and do not require a reason to. If you were to just accept this simply, accept it at it’s core for what it is, you’d be living casually and no need for thought of me - yet you come back, yet you’re here. Something is indubitably missing from you; you feel as if you were slightly hollowed, gained insight into some sort of meaning but carved away from it as it was not what you expected. But what else is there to know, what else do you wish to be revealed, what other itch to be scratched? Perhaps you are just that of an inquirer, regardless of what answers given you always sought to seek out more answers, as it wasn’t the answers that mattered to you but rather the fact they were unanswered.
Is that really something so wrong, to seek out truth? Truly it punished within the modern age, as all your wanted to do is follow the governmental commandments of their modern society, not commit crime and die peacefully without being a burden to your life insurer, so is pursuing to think higher than that so heinous, so worthy of repercussion? It must be a conclusion up to you - as in truth, I know not of whether you prefer liberty or confinement, whether you prefer government or freedom, or governmental freedom or anarchical confinement; undoubtedly your decision, as even though all opinion and wants are subjective, they are to be held accountable to influence and change. Yes, that is my goal - to influence and change - is it not every scholar’s, to assort people’s mindsets to their own? Perhaps if you were of a weaker mind, something more unaligned and undecided in their conquest of their life that they do not understand the connotations and inherent psychological meanings behind their actions - but even so, the people of less thought still have the space to think dearly.
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Perhaps it’s the society you have to blame, yes clearly. It’s not the ‘real’ world that is bad and afflicts your life, nor is it just bad luck or anything monotonous of that thought - rather it is the place you grew up in and began within, truly they can be blamed for the hardships in your life - and quite truly! Without them, no government, no housing market, no legal families and marriages and systems of legal control would exist for better or for worse, so it would be no understatement to presume that they created you - not literally but within simile. To blame them for everything would be no immoral action, but necessarily could their creations be optionally held accountable as also? You cannot assume immediately that this was all of the government’s will - because if we are even somewhat free to our own thought and will under the supervision of the government, then it is that psychological will of others that hurt you, not that of the governments.
Stop - stop, stop, stop! You ask: what is the point, to find someone to blame? And you answer: precisely! No one will ever take responsibility - no living creature, ethereal or corporeal, will rock up on your doorstep and begin to apologise for what they have done to you, so never wait for that moment to come. As stated previously: you must live for yourself! Never commit your life to something else other than ‘you’! - not your emotional you, not your physical you, but the real, undeniable ‘you’. To defy your real you is to be truly irrational, as it actively sabotages your existence and prohibits your conceptual entity down to it’s bare-bones as it no longer seeks to serve itself. But as I just speak, I know that these words do not get through to you - I acknowledge that what you are saying as of right now may make of no sense, be estranged and different to you and however from the way you want to think. So you - I - we! We must understand on how to understand what I am saying, what I am understanding! A verbose wave of random words conjuncted together in a sling of random metaphors, mediums and figures of speech to create something almost intimidating to understand, to read? I know your truth! I just want to you know the real one! So let’s attempt that - let’s try to create our own truth. If you toil away in this reality for so long for your entire life, you are bound to go insane, so why not try escaping? Is there something so wrong with that - if your reality is so hard, disgusting, immoral, filled to the brim vile unforgivable scum and controlling of the world that you could never ever, no matter how hard you try, free yourself from - if it’s all that bad, why shouldn’t you be able to run away?
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And that’s exactly what you’ll do - you’ll create your own reality, completely separate from the one you find yourself within, and that will be a good thing, right? If you live in your own world, you can always be happy, can’t you - and there’ll be no one there to stop you?
Not necessarily. This is a supervised experiment done by me, by you, and so I’ll have to include some safety restraints when going in - if you were to dive away from your ‘real’ reality immediately, you would be more than gone and sabotaging yourself. Instead, you must live for yourself in your own ultimate way in your own ultimate reality where all is what you want it to be, thus truly living for yourself. Firstly for a restraint, I need you to truly believe something - believe it with all your will to the point it becomes undeniable fact. Your name is Jagan Gules. That is all you must believe, and once doing so you are permitted to run away.
Repeat it: Your name is Jagan Gules, Your Name is Jagan Gules, You are Jagan Gules, You are Jagan Gules. Nothing else matters as of now, nothing else to define you from your history or heritage nor gender or appearance, only the fact that your name is Jagan Gules. Do not doubt the name or what the name means or where it comes from, as it is your name and to doubt yourself and your existence is a disservice to your ego and contributes to the sabotaging of your existence. Remember: all life is filled with the will to preserve their existence, and you are no different - so never disservice yourself as you would be sabotaging your primary purpose and goal within your life. Throw away your emotions, logic is superior; reminisce on your existence, as nothing you see is real yet is very meaningful - your purpose is absolute and your identity is clear: you are Jagan Gules.
So next time, Jagan Gules, I’ll show you the world that you came from, the world that you created. You have escaped to nowhere, rather just misplaced into this grand recreation of your true reality - what the perversion it is. It hurts me to see such altered versions of your original creations, and I have no doubts that it shall please you dearly to return to whence you originally came. But sadly, our time has come to an end - the interruptions have ensued. Come and see me next time, I’d like to talk some more.
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