Esper of the Essence

Should you be? For every negative thought you have transforms energy. Same as for positive. And neutral as well.

True espers have no intention. They do nothing. They let the nothing create something.

Those are good questions, and I'm sure that anyone with the reality bender consciousness style, probably thinks about these things, and more often depending on how dramatic their reality bending can be at its known capacity.

But speaking from my own range of knowledge and experience, the scope of influence of even one extremely powerful esper is still very striated. If the future of humanity was a council of opinions, the esper would have a seat at the table and the attention of the conversers. But, the gavel of the judge? No. IF the esper wants to really seize their advantage they need people to reinforce their signal. These don't have to be actual conscious supporters.

The esper can really do a good job with subtle inceptions which leaves room for others to insert their own agency, pick up the idea but take it home on their own. An esper would actually want multiple "fountainheads" for the primal idea they are trying to move.

A vast number of deluded followers in contrast, bank the best part of their energy on a guru who can do no more than recycle his own thoughts. Theres no room in idolization for interface or generation, the idol and the idolized is a closed circuit exchange. But facilitating the birth of good ideas is exponentially more useful to change the degree to which influence is even possible.

Anonymous systems of revelations rely on the consonance of the truth in question to fertilize future fruits. The Author of the thought does NOT have to be the thought's terminus. A Truth is elaborated by how well it performs. A very well-formed truth spreads much faster in much neater arrangement than its original source. The esper who truly intends to change the world will change the soil and sunlight in the garden where thoughts are grown.

To go back to the original topic, a strong reality bender is probably going to have irregularities interpersonally...they will probably have a lot of very extreme reactions from others even when they are non descript...and friends/family can really be subject to the will of the reality bender even when they are not trying to control anyone. This is a very unique novelty of experience which can grow into existential horror or power fetisishism. But it is interesting to note that the more an esper becomes obsessed with the object of power, the more removed they will become from the source of that power until eventually their power becomes disengaged from its energetic source.

All Tyranny dies ideologically in public before their Actual Fall and effective dismantling. Roles even precede the personalities playing them. An esper knows that to change an ARchon you must start with an Architecture, because the mechanism of arrangement predicts future innovations and their trajectories. Everything has form that attenuates itself differently in response to its environment. And if you can predict the pattern that trajectory of responses will create...if you can form the final shape before it is concieved of in relevance....well, that is an esper of the essence. Always grasping in the dark maybe, but at least they are always grasping.

Who can "Speak" a thing into forming
They aren't using their voice to make a sound
But they are creating the space for a thunderous
shape to fill with willful potency

this is a very good answer. thanks

Not even a true esper can bring forth something that is not ready to be brought forth.

The essence in knowing and caring not

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To be honest I'm a person with more flaws than virtues, but one thing I can say to my benefit is I've yet to lose a game of my own invention...yet

it sounds very easy then?

No argument here with this part
just because something has begun to change
doesn't mean it's started to become something...
if you could actually intuit this before it was finalized,
it would be that you'd persuaded the form rather than predicted it...


as for caring...try to change something, but don't invest in your own effort...
I don't know, but I feel it is logistically baffling, and I doubt it will work

sh(ad)ow

"Born to amplify"

Whole song has related meaning, and, as we all know by now; 'fight' doesn't necessarily mean violence.

In my self opinion, to wonder wondering is creating.

But true wandering the wonder is to follow nothing. Just wondering observing. Throw out the expectations. Have zero

My staged inspirational art is an egg, 13 owl feathers, and a wonderous natural stone phallicly shape (coincidence) lol...mantled above the fire.

A "natural" phallys stone you say...

Yea, it's the shape like in your comic pic ...

Having nothing at stake, is a state of being. The caring is sharing is overrated.

lol, needed that chuckle.
Someone I'd prefer not nearby has been nearby all day doing their energy corrupt/vamp thing.
Had been a while, so foreign and yuck after a few weeks free of it.

Anyway, phallys-of-stone, fertility God, iron rod, philosophize it up :P

The egg, an elder woman knitted worldly prayers that clothes it, the feathers were brought to me from loss life/breath and the stone, well it spoke "I want to be athe tool to sharpen the blade". So, i picked it up. It's the cosmic/egg/birth, the sky/above/air, the earth/below/water and fire.

Right, sorry, I wasn't trying to hijack the meaning of your creation there! Just relating some stuff that popped in to my head.

I love that there was an elder that wove a web to clothe the egg, powerful and old imagery.

Sounds like it'd be great to have some actual water involved, perhaps a moat type scenario where the main pieces sit in the middle?
*shrug* If you already have that element represented in a way that is making sense to you - cool beans :)

That said, that stone offered itself as 'whet' :P

Last Edited by Tý_ on 03/06/2021 08:24 AM

You got it wonderfully

Yes, spider woman as old imagery:)

Yes, when I picked up the stone after it spoke, visually I pictured the old way to sharpen a blade was with a whet stone/water...:)

And too egg/birth has living sacred waters..the amniotic fluides that which breathing water to breathing air..a natural transformed alchemichal wonderous essences

To empty...the vessel to make knew

I call it cleaning out the vault.

I think they call it kenosis

Awesome :)
I understand the reference to the ...other/same... thing that this is representing, which has been spoken of recently.
(even if you don't, although..)

Still, there are those that seek to corrupt such vessels.
Silly ones they are.

*nods*

Lots of ways to describe the concept, spiritual terms or psychological.

I've related cleaning the ego filter of fuckhead particles to ensure optimal operation of the vessel.

Awe, dont make it sound so boring. Just a simple deep breath is clearing. Oxygen is a key element for the whole.

It's funny when the concept of emptying the vessel is to cause it to overfloweth...

See it? It's really filling it up to pour it out, from filling it to over flowing...

I do, yes.

lying on the floor | waiting for stars to fall
the ceilings ... | not a door |
The days pass by | And so do I
(...the TLDR:
I followed the yellow brick road because
I read on the internet
That I ought not to go there
...)

Chaos
is a bullet | My eyes trigger, which
opens an inner window that is | A secret sky
With a secret covenant called | "everything flies"

Chaos | =
state of total a mess | nothing left to suppress |
the mess tumbling out the mattress' nest |
called "what you see is what you get" |
It's what chaos does, cuz
Face Value is the only valid currency left|
When everything subtle |
Becomes | in equal measure | profane///


Chaos | It's So Strange
|I've been hybridized | cryptified | When order reigned |
I was the thing slated for erasure | dangerous because it speaks very well|
I only escaped for one reason... |
| I could not be measured|


& anyway,I've agreed to bury coincidence | And pronounce my Dice Dead
| I empathically synchronize happenstance | with the spells I'm casting | In my own head!
they stride alongside observations | of what a REAL chaos mage is like...
I'm a genius{but only sans script and pre plan}
I'm a spirit dancer | and Choreography Anathema
| my slopes are too steep to be square
and my arcs are grossly obtuse, they make very bad cylinders |
my triangles are wyrd as well
my circles are eggs
all of them are actually eggs

SO:
Chaos | in summary | of the many methods | of unwise and mad men |
I have found 'the one' ... which is the most fun
I guess :)

Fasten your seat belts and put on those tin foil helmets!

you have yet to invent one! lol

she's a practicing idiot! lol