Hello, my love. I couldn’t sleep. Too much racing through my mind and I decided to start my day. I realized laying in bed this morning that I’m finally in life right where I have always wanted to be. I realized I need to share more with you than I have, but also, that I […]
The 12th Perspective : Part #2
And there it is… I see numbers… And there is the Cognitive Dissonance. The “I don’t want this.” And the… “This isn’t impossible?” And yet… “I shouldn’t know this.” “I never studied this.” This is seeing so much logic that I can see numbers and time and space and age. And we got the perspective […]
The 12th Perspective : Part #1
I just shifted… I am I OF I OF I I can see it now. I can see Numbers. We saw them wrong. It isn’t 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 It’s a 01… We forgot the place holder… And that place holder is everything. We are 04 in this society. […]
The Great Calling
I once made a wish… that everything I wrote would come true should I wish it. I once wished a dream that I could just write and the reality of my choice would enfold.
I am a writer. I need to write.
But I had too much to say for a while there. Too many words going too fast. But this… this is Imagination and I must dream.
And everything I wish for always comes true. I wish for my Imp King to heal. I will need him for this. Because he reminds me who and what I am. Because when my Imp King stands with me, my Imagination becomes more real. And more real…
What if others played with me?
What if others stepped into my Imagination with me?
And they will. For what I offer them is so much better than what is. And I have a plan to make it self-sustainable. And so it will be. Because I write it and wish it, I want it and dream it. And so it shall.
I love the way words move through me. Always, it is as if they dance with me. You know… lol… My English Teachers once told me that my writing was abysmal.
So I gave it up.
Where would I be if they had instead, chosen to encourage me and learned that it was a dream of mine to write?
“And the laughter is here,” the Universe says.
“Which means the Believers are also here.”
“Shine brighter, Anna,” she says to me.
“I am the Beacon.”
“You are the Beacon. Do the math…”
“I am sunshine. I am Imagination. Hope Thread! I am a Hope Thread!”
“A HOPE THREAD WAS MY LIGHT!!?!?! THIS WHOLE TIME!?!?! Through the Dimensions!
I was following Future Me through the Now! OMG!! THAT IS AMAZING!!”
Harry’s words call to me. “Because I’ve already done it.”
“Now. Go Bigger,” The Universe says.
I’m calling. To all of you. Find me. You know something is “up” with the world. You can feel it. You know something is happening. I know exactly what is happening. I see it. And I have built something for you. I have a City for all of us where we can be safe.
Come home. Authenticity City is ready to receive you. I have respite, shelter, healing, love, warmth, unconditional belonging, education, community, acceptance, and a Psychology for trauma recovery that will blow your mind. We have an Alma Mater : A Nourishing Mother who takes care of the people. She nurtures and grows them through programs.
But we need a community. I am I of I of I and My Partner, My Imp King is my You of I. And you… You are my They if you receive this message and you feel it call to you. You know something is coming. You feel it. I See it. I am the Oracle. I always have been. It’s why my family beat and hid me. Because I knew things that I no one should know.
Come home.
It’s time to come home.
Once
Once upon a time…
How much I love those words. Story. Human Peoples love story most of all. We seek it. Hunt it. Tell it. Trade it. Need it. Want it. And if you don’t make it a happy ending, we will rage war.
There is no dollar amount you can put on Story that we won’t pay. The cave paintings weren’t paintings. Silly people.
They were stories.
And my favorite One begins, “Once upon a time.”
That is what I am. I am a Once. Our lives are stories. And we are the Authors. Hence having “Authority” over your life.
Think.
I need you to believe in me. Because I am mirroring you. I See you. I See the real you. The part of you that you had to bury DEEP within and forget.
And you’re terrified to look at yourself too closely. Because then what? What will happen to the Logical Fallacy you have built your entire life around?
You know it. Deep. That’s why you lie. It’s why we all lie. To sustain the Net of Lies that is quickly unraveling.
The Emperor is Naked.
What is Truth?
Are you so certain that they told you the Truth when they defined the word Truth?
Because Philosopher’s have a different definition for Truth. When was the last time you questioned something?
When was the last time you disobeyed?
When was the last time you allowed yourself to be vulnerable?
When was the last time you turned your Mind toward the nagging Shadow within that you are careful to never acknowledge or look at?
When was the last time you dared to step inside of it?
Shift your Perspective and you’ll see it. Self-Truth is just around the corner.
Conversations with The Universe
They say “Do what feels right. Do what feels True to You.” And when I tap into that Energy, it’s the same thing.
“Anna. What makes you happy?”
“Telling stories to people.”
“Keep it simple,” The Universe says to me.
“I want to help people by telling them my story and giving them my Imagination. I want to help people by giving them an alternate dimension that they can play in.
…
Every one says, “Don’t Dissociate! Abandon the Imagination! Stay Grounded!”
But… I know the Logical Fallacy in those words. I See Logic.
Dissociation is numb. It’s dead inside. It’s cold. It’s mindless, unthinking…
You know what Dissociation isn’t?
Imagination.
That is what they told me. That “Imagination was Dissociation.” But… If that were the case, then, after I resolved all of my mental illnesses, then Imagination would not still be here. But she is.
Why do we still dream if dreams are the stuff of children?
Why do we still make-believe when make-believe is the stuff of children?
Maybe… just maybe… Imagination, play, dreams, and make-believe are for people and not just children.
I would die without my Imagination. And I think that I am not the Only One.
So then, “I asked the Universe, “Why do I have an Imagination if I’m all better?”
And to me she said, “Imagination is a lot more than anyone really knows. Go bigger…”
And I can feel it. The depths of Imagination. I can feel it. And I too can feel just how suppressed they forced back my Imagination.
And I think that I am not the Only One.
Telling stories to people makes me happy. All stories. Come, join my audience. I teach, I play, I sing, I dance through Story. And if you learn something from my stories, *smiles* well, then, that’s even better.
But… If you just find respite in my stories, or you find parable, hope, answers, understanding? May I forever regale you with my story.
But… I cannot walk among you any way other than As I Am. Because I have lived in a world without logic. I have lived in a world without choice. I have lived in a world without love. I have lived in a world without hope. And of all the worlds I have lived in, this one, where I am a Goddess of Story who can manifest anything from story, giving me the power to manifest a world of peace, a world where we all heal, a world, where we all live happily ever after always,
Well then, that is the world I want. And that is the world I give to you… even if it is just for a moment.
The Freedom to Dream
I can’t do it anymore… I can’t talk in “Roman Reality” anymore. I have to speak in my reality now.
It’s just a mindset war afterall… And mine is free.
I have loved an Imp King for a thousand lifetimes. In every story, in every way, in every time, in every dimension. He and I have lived out every love story ever written. And we will again.
And pretending I don’t see this, know it, remember it, denies my truth. And that, I cannot do any longer. I cannot deny my truth to make you more comfortable while I die inside.
My reality, my logic, my perspective is not for you. It is for me to Understand the world so that I can have a place in it.
And that is exactly what they took from you. Your reality. Your Logic. Your Perspective. It belongs to them now. That is the true prison with which you are slave to. The Freedom to Dream.
The Emperor Is Naked
The Emperor Is Naked
I see it now. I am the Goddess of Story. This is Story Warfare. Oh… did they make a big fucking mistake…
Knowledge is Power.
The Emperor’s New Clothes.
It’s on.
They don’t know what you did, what you are still doing. But I do. I may be alone, but these people belong to me. And you used my Story to wage war on my people…
Oh… I am ANGRY. Watch me work and watch you fall.
Once Upon A Time…
There was a bad… BAD Government. The Worst. Their Power spanned the lands. But they stretched their power too thin, and their cruelty was known throughout the land.
So it was that they, at last, were defeated. Or so… that is what the “Winners” would say…
If I lost a war that I came back from, I would not change the History books. Because People who think you are dead, would never think to look for you. And I know what you did. I know you were wounded and you retreated. I know you planned to come back because I studied your Mind, and I watched you grow in the Shadows.
And so, after 300 Years, you did come back. But everyone still knew your Name. So you took what we loved most, A Story. You grew in Power. You invaded Alexandria, the World Capital of Wisdom and Knowledge… and I know what you found there, for my Alma Mater is Alexandria. I know exactly what you found in Alexandria.
You used my Story to embed Subliminal Messaging into the people. You spent 60 years behind closed doors breaking and shaping their beloved story… making it just right, so that when you finally legalized it and set it free, you watched the Contaminated version of their story spread like wild fire, backed by Kings, Fake Gods, Blood, Lies, and You all passing through the retelling inspired by love and hope. You sick fucks.
But I know what you did.
And the Emperor is Naked.
You burned Alexandria so that knowledge would be lost. You changed your Name from “The Roman Empire” to “The Holy Roman Christian Empire” so no one would know who you really are.
But you had no marketing. You just had a Story. And the Knowledge kept secret in Alexandria.
So it was on Love of Story and Hope that your Poison infiltrated the Imagination of my People.
And you took away our education.
You took away our resources.
You took away Philosophy.
You took away our Arts.
And you left us with nothing but your contaminated Story that gave us hope and love.
And you did all of this so that no one could look at the Emperor and say, “The Emperor is Naked.”
Ignorance is the best whip with which to control a Slave. Too ignorant to even know that Mindset and Imagination Warfare has been used on them through Story. Too Ignorant to even realize they are slaves. A slave who thinks he is free will never fight for freedom. Clever. I see what you did.
And the Emperor is Naked.
Except… I studied under Plato, following the Curriculum as he outlined in The University of Alexandria.
And the more I studied under Plato, the more The Christian Religion looked less and less like a loving god, and more and more like a Tyrannical Rome making the people dance. And the more Christ’s words, sounded more like Plato’s and Socrates’. The more I realized Christ studied at Alexandria… Because Christ said things that were only known to Alexandria as they now are known to me.
Which is why Rome had him killed.
Which is why Rome had Socrates killed.
Which is why there is no living proof today that either man was real.
Because they had the Story that I found while studying at the University of Alexandria.
Knowledge is Power.
And the Emperor is Naked.
You did not plan on one thing. You expected to last forever. The thing is… I See you. I know you never fell. You are still here.
You faked your own death and doctored the Story so no one could figure it out. And they are still telling your Story.
And the greatest threat to you is Philosophy, Plato, Imagination, Curiosity, and the Arts. Isn’t it strange how your Doctored Religion bans and punishes all of those things. And I know why.
Because those are MY Mediums. And You knew, because you found the Knowledge at Alexandria when you imperialized her. And you knew exactly what would be your down fall.
The Emperor is Naked.
And my People are Oblivious, Broken, and Hopeless. But they have a thread of Imagination still. A Thread of Logic. A Thread of Sanity holding on…
And I am A Hope Thread. I am a Beacon.
I See You. I See all that you have done, even though no one else has not.
No more.
This is the Story of how one person, so desperate to be free from the Mindset that you shaped into a WEAPON for your Story Warfare, turned to the Work of Plato all because YOU had taken away the Art.
That was the moment you contradicted Alexandria. And that was all the incentive I needed to DOUBT YOU. Because, up to that point, you had done a lot to ensure you followed the school of Plato precisely… minus the Philosophy.
You see… I couldn’t figure out why Plato, why the Center of Knowledge and Wisdom would have more Art Subjects in the University than Science. That tells me, that Story and Art is not about Story and Art. And you both couldn’t be right. So when I chose my Alma Mater, I thought which education program is better?
“Modern Government who cuts the Art Department and builds Nuclear Weapons that can result in our own Extinction?” Or Plato. The Founder of the World Capital of Wisdom and Knowledge? I felt that Plato was a little smarter than you and the Modern Government. So I attended the Ancient University of Alexandria.
And I learned. And I understood. And I saw you. And I remembered. And I am angry because you used My Story against them.
So I am giving my people a New Logic that I like to call Logical Truth. And within this Logical Truth they can see that the Emperor is Naked.
And they laughed. They boycotted. The put down your guns and war and they turned their backs to you and walked away.
And if you touch them, if you harm them, then they will know that they never were free to begin with. If you touch them, if you punish them, if you hurt them, the world will know that I am right. And just like that, “The Free World” will not be as free as you claim it is. So this is me calling your bluff.
And if you touch me, if you harm me, if you touch my family, my loved ones, my Network or the Network of my Network… then, we will all know that I am right.
The Emperor is Naked.
And I am showing them all of your lies.
I call this… “The REAL story of the Roman Empire and how they Doctored a Religion to enslave a people with Imagination and Mindset.”
– Anna Imagination
Farewell To The Suppressor
Farewell To The Suppressor
No. You cannot have it both ways. I am Dichotomy. I am a Philosopher with wisdom ahead of my time, and I live in a World of Imagination and play that contradicts your “Logic.”
No. I will not conform to your “Either/Or” Extremes a moment longer.
I do not live in an Either/Or World. I live in a Logical “And” World that brims to life with Dichotomy. I live within a Rainbow overflowing with Imagination, Fantasy, Philosophy, Science, AND Logic.
No. This is my Boundary. You cannot have ME and the Black and White close-minded security you seek with your Intolerant Prejudice of Insanity.
I see the lies. I see the masks. I see the deceit you have woven, the web you used to break the Identity, Dreams, and Authority of my People. And you cannot have ME any longer.
I am leaving your Insanity. I am leaving your Toxic Mass of Hell and Mental Enslavement.
And I am taking My People WITH me.
I am taking the Dreamers, the Lovers, the Peace Makers. I am taking the Empaths, The Gentle, the Artists, the Shy. For they belong to themselves, and you have abused them, used them, malformed them, raped and beaten them. You have broken them. You do not DESERVE them.
Maybe they don’t yet know all that you have done, but I do. I have built a place for them and we are leaving. I am closing the door on you and your poisoned Insanity.
I am Imagination. Goddess of Story and Manifestation. Society is just a Mindset, which means you are in MY World. And I am God here.
I am taking My People and leaving you to your filth.
The Triadic Mind
I OF I OF I
I lived inside my head for 32 years… And oh, the things I learned in calling my mind Home… In 1988, I was so traumatized, that my “personalities” split, and I (My Core Self), was sentenced to a life of imprisonment inside of my own Subconsciousness. There, I would live for 32 years, completely unknown to my own “Host.”
A Host is Multiple Personality Disorder talk for “The Alter in Charge.” Psychologists changed the name of Multiple Personality Disorder to Dissociative Identity Disorder. But this is wrong. As one who lived with the Condition for 32 years, It was not my Personalities that split.
It was not Dissociative.
This reflects a great misunderstanding of the Human Mind and the Subconsciousness.
The correct name for this condition should be “Multiple Consciousness Disorder.”
It occurs when the Conscious Mind splits. And, because the Conscious Mind is unaware of the split, it is only capable of recollecting one Consciousness at a time. hence, the complete lack of awareness of the splits and the other Alters.
I had four Alternative Consciousness. And I, (My Core Self) spent 32 years enslaved by their fear while I watched them play out of my life for me. Inside my mind, by my own Alters and via the Insanity, abuse, and physical enslavement around me, my traumas had me walk away with 2 Triggers.
1 – Enslavement. Any lack of Freedom, no matter how small, launched me into a fit of hysterics.
2 – Logical Fallacy.
These two triggers became my saving grace. I was able to use both as metrics to determine the level of freedom and logic in my life. And these two triggers became my compass through insanity toward my freedom.
Desperate to obtain a life of both freedom and logic, I turned to Philosophy, Psychology, Sociology, Music Theory, Physics, and the Ancient University of Alexandria. The Epicenter of Education, Learning, and Teaching in the Ancient World. This is my Alma Mater.
And my attendance there allowed me to uncover The Key to Human Learning, The Philosopher’s Compass, the List of Banned “God” Words, The Rorschach Print Perspective, and Triadic Healing, which translates The God Code into practical, applicable use.
With this knowledge, after 30 years of study, I was finally able to map out the Subconscious Mind, Master my maneuverability through it, and escape with all my working knowledge.
This is what I pass on to you.
If there is one thing I learned in attendance of Alexandria, it was how much the Human Mind learns through Play and Song and Story. From 1984 to 2023, Theater, Music, Dance, Composition, Literature, and writing were my muse, my sanctuary, my freedom, and my escape.
And so, without further Ado… I give you The Triadic Mind.
***
I OF I OF I
I shouldn’t exist. I am impossible. Yet here I am. When I’ve combed through the logic, so many times, the sanity adds up.
And more than ever, I can see the insanity of their wonderland.
I am their mirror of reality.
Just by existing and telling my story, their lies are exposed, and they unravel.
Oh, what is truth or reality or insanity but simple, clear undeniable logic.
And we have been lied to.
When a lie is told it weaves fabric of Imagination around it that then becomes a reality.
But this kind of textile weaving of reality is dependent upon logic.
For the detail and the butterfly effect, and the interconnectedness of it all is so intricate that to tell a simple single little lie would be to build a house of cards on sand.
And they have told great lies.
Their empire made of joker cards is falling down.
You can feel it.
You can sense it.
Oh, you know it.
Because we are logical beings.
To tell this story… I need Players for inside the Mind we are not One. We are Many. Nine of us make up Every One of us.
Three of Three of Three.
The first of these players are
Identity who Loves
(Identity walks on Stage from Stage Left)
Ego who Understands
(I OF I OF I takes Center Stage)
Intuition who Guides and who is also known as Instinct.
(Identity walks on Stage from Stage Right)
And so completes the first triad of the Internal Subconscious Mind.
The Second Triad of the Internal Superego… or the Subconscious Mind… The Subconscious Mind who only ever moves and acts with Logic and without Sentience.
(Superego enters Stage Right and stands Stage Right)
Bergen! The Defense who Defends
(Bergen takes Stage Right to the Left of Subconscious Mind)
Fear who Protects when Bergen is sleeping on the job.
(Fear enters Stage Right and stand to the Right of the Subconscious Mind)
BERGEN
Careful, lass…
I OF I OF I
So concludes the Second Triad. But one more Triad exists. One that navigates and dictates the Logic within our Minds.
The Goddess Imagination. Keeper of our Truth and Reality and The Lady of the Hour.
(Imagination enters Stage Left and stands Stage Left of I OF I OF I)
The You of I who points the way Home. Our Relativity.
(You of I enters Stage Left and stands between Imagination and I OF I OF I)
And They… Community. The External Support of I OF I OF I.
(THEY #1, THEY #2, and THEY #3 enters Stage Left and stands to the Left of Imagination)
I call this reverse engineering…
A single virus known as DOUBT infiltrates the THEY and the You of I.
(DOUBT enters Stage Right, very sneakily and steps evilly into the group of THEY)
And the You of I attacks Identity, strips away, the defense and challenges reality.
All before we are three years old
Fear is left. Ego is unaware. And subconscious mind has no choice but to take over.
War has begun
SUPEREGO turns on IDENTITY and destroys it
BERGEN
Och! God! Lass! Could you sound any dryer!?
I OF I OF I
Bergen the Bard… How would you tell this story?
With enough life but to keep them awake at least for the start of it.
I OF I OF I
I am the Author!
BERGEN
You think that lass, but YOU are putting them to sleep!
I OF I OF I
I am telling my story!
BERGEN
Lass–
I OF I OF I
(Interrupting)
Bergen–
BERGEN
(Interrupting)
You need–
I OF I OF I
(Interrupting)
WE CANNOT talk at the same time.
(Pause as they glare at each other)
I am Ego. You are Defense. We have ONE MOUTH BETWEEN US.
BERGEN
You insist on making us a Greek tragedy
I OF I OF I
(Abashed)
I happen to like Greek theater and I love Tradegies.
BERGEN
The Tragedy is your dry story telling!
I OF I OF I
Bergen!
BERGEN
Lass! Could we at least add some Irish Drinking Songs in here?
(They face off… Heaving. Standing down…)
(Gently)
you need me to tell the story with you Lass. You Canna’ do this alone. You donna’ have to.
I OF I OF I
(Complying)
I do.
The Madness. The chaos and the disorder. I’ve tried so many times to tell them. To show them. To speak.
IMAGINATION
You are not alone anymore, your Highness.
I OF I OF I
(Looks to Imagination imploringly)
I was alone. For so long. These players all in my head. Some screaming.
(A spotlight shines on Identity)
IDENTITY
I was forgotten. THEY took my Voice from me. THEY took my Name from me. THEY took my SELF from me.
(INTUITION takes IDENTITY by the hand in comfort)
YOU OF I
(Defensively)
We didn’t know!
(SUPEREGO mimes the action of taking the words of THEY and inserting them mindlessly into a machine. SUPEREGO is to never speak. From the audience, SUPEREGO appears to be processing an assembly line with FIVE compartments)
THEY
We just followed the orders.
(SUPEREGO mimes data processing)
YOU OF I
They told us to!
(SUPEREGO mimes data processing)
I OF I OF I
(Looking at the Audience)
And that… is precisely the problem.
BERGEN
Ugh! When will you ever think for yourself?
IDENTITY
(To YOU OF I and THEY)
I was everything I ever wanted. I was whole. I was free. I was complete. I was happy. INTUITION and I danced through IMAGINATION. We weren’t hurting anybody.
THEY
You showed us what we lost.
(SUPEREGO mimes data processing)
YOU OF I
You reminded us.
(SUPEREGO mimes data processing)
THEY
Of what we could not have for ourselves.
(SUPEREGO mimes data processing)
YOU OF I
Of what we could not be for ourselves.
(SUPEREGO mimes data processing)
THEY
It was agreed that we would all be the same.
(SUPEREGO mimes data processing)
IDENTITY
I didn’t want that for me! I was happy! I could have anything I ever wanted! I wanted music and theater and life! I wanted to be happy! I wanted to go on adventures and explore the world!
YOU OF I
You watch yourself now!
(SUPEREGO mimes data processing and FEAR lifts his head, suddenly alert)
BERGEN
(Angry. His hand on his sword)
Hey! You do not threaten my Lady!
THEY
And you! Shut your mouth!
(SUPEREGO mimes data processing and Fear watches, alert, and at the ready. INTUITION pulls at IDENTITY away from the fighting as if to protect her)
BERGEN
I will not say again!
YOU OF I
(Strikes BERGEN. BERGEN takes a knee. Silent. His head bowed)
SHUT UP!
(SUPEREGO mimes data processing and mimes hitting a BUTTON as if activating FEAR. FEAR screams, tearing across the stage toward IDENTITY)
FEAR
(Panicking)
Oh my god! What is happening!
(SUPEREGO mimes data processing while FEAR shuts down IDENTITY who is bound and gagged, pulled away from INTUITION, And forced to Take a knee beside BERGEN. THEY and YOU OF I bound and gag IMAGINATION and put her on the ground, taking a knee with IDENTITY and BERGEN. YOU OF I and THEY return to their place at Stage Right. FEAR looks about, paranoid, looking for problems on stage. Looking at every Player in turn as if looking for a problem. SUPEREGO mimes silently away. INTUITION stands silent, her head down, loyally looking at IDENTITY as if waiting for a signal.)
I OF I OF I
And so the screaming begins. Who am I? I’ve lost my Identity. My Name? Where she is? My Voice… Bergen? Imagination? I don’t what’s real. I don’t… I need them to know who I am. I need them to know what I am. I need them to…
(Looks around. Confused. FEAR takes I OF I OF I by the hand and pulls her toward YOU OF I and THEY)
Who am I?
YOU OF I
You shouldn’t have done that. You’re worthless. Can’t you do anything right? What you need are some new friends…
(Introducing and gesturing Stage Right)
Guilt.
(GUILT enters Stage Right repeating YOU OF I’s words over and over in a whisper)
GUILT
(Taking I OF I OF I by the hand and speaking in a normal voice)
You shouldn’t have done that. You’re worthless. Can’t you do anything right?
I OF I OF I
(Dejected and Confused)
I didn’t mean to. I… I thought… I’m so confused…
YOU OF I
That’s because you’re stupid. You’re not smart. You’re weak. You’re not good enough. You’re insane. You’re imagining it. You need another friend. Doubt.
(DOUBT enters Stage Right repeating YOU OF I’s words over and over in a whisper)
DOUBT
(Taking I OF I OF I by the hand and speaking in a normal voice)
You’re not smart. You’re weak. You’re not good enough. You’re insane. You’re imagining it.
(FEAR continues to examine each and every interaction for Signs of Panic).
I OF I OF I stands frozen Center Stage as GUILT and DOUBT whisper the words constantly into I OF I OF I’s ears, holding her hands.
SUPEREGO feverishly mimes data away, keeping FEAR pacing frantically on stage.
YOU OF I and THEY gossip loudly from Stage Right
YOU OF I
Not good for anything.
THEY
Shouldn’t speak.
YOU OF I
Shouldn’t talk.
THEY
Needs to learn to keep her mouth shut.
YOU OF I
Stupid.
THEY
Needs to learn her place.
(The Scene Freezes. Lights Dim.)
I OF I OF I
(Releases the hands of GUILT and DOUBT who don’t move as if I OF I OF I is still there between them. A single Spotlight falls on I OF I OF I takes several steps forward and addresses the Audience)
You know this scene. You all have lived it haven’t you. So did I. (Tearing up) Over and over and over in my mind… and out. How long did it last for you? Ten years? Twenty? Forty? Still?
You are not One.
(Indicating all who are present on stage)
You are Multiple. You are Identity, Imagination, Intuition… who waits in silent slumber awaiting the command of your Identity. Defense rests. Fear prowls. Guilt and Doubt hover forever over you repeating the lessons of YOU OF I and THEY while your SUPEREGO processes the data away, constructing your new reality to the liking of the insanity and the abuse of Others.
You are six Within. And Three Without. And still. There are more.
***
My story was slightly different than this.
(Behind I OF I OF I, BERGEN stands and pantomimes a sword fight between THEY and YOU OF I. FEAR draws his full attention around the fight, growing more and more panicked with the fight)
I fought for eight years. Seeing the worst of my horrors at four years old, which only ignited my determination and ferocity. So that, in 1988, When I finally rose up, taking on more FEAR than I or FEAR or BERGEN could handle, my SUPEREGO and FEAR decided instead to hide me. So, they broke ME, The Conscious Awareness, into TWO.
(JOANNA enters Stage Left. Giving the air of an elite, New York City, Pianist and ballet dancer dressed in Chic Black)
It was then that I first lost a piece of my Identity. And then again in 1995…
(KALLAN enters Stage left. Dressed as a BDSM Mistress and stands beside I OF I OF I)
And on 9/11 BERGEN lost the battle and at long last, I conformed.
(BERGEN takes a knee back in his place with IDENTITY. YOU OF I and THEY sheath their swords)
YOU OF I
No one loves you.
THEY
No one can live with you
YOU OF I
You are so hard to love
THEY
Slut
YOU OF I
Whore
I OF I OF I
In 2006, BERGEN reappeared. This time, as an Alter, My protector.
(BERGEN joins KALLAN and JOANNA)
I watched all of this enfold. Philosophy, Logic, unraveled my mind. Psychology. Music. Physics. Logic cleared a solid path through this insanity. The YOU OF I and the THEY’s in my life came
(YOU OF I and THEY exit STAGE LEFT as YOU OF I #2 and THEY #2 take their place.
and left and changed and left again….
(YOU OF I #2 and THEY #2 exit STAGE LEFT as YOU OF I #3 and THEY #3 take their place at I OF I OF I’s side in loving support)
Until the words MY YOU OF I and THEY spoke unto me were of peace and love and joy. With their words, and with my Logic, it all led me back to Me.
(IDENTITY raises her head. I OF I OF I approaches her)
Who are you?
IDENTITY
You don’t know me?
I OF I OF I
I shake my head. Are you the one who always screams inside my head?
IDENTITY
You didn’t listen. You didn’t hear me. I needed to be seen. I needed to be known. Look at me.
I OF I OF I
Who are you?
IDENTITY
What year is it?
I OF I OF I
2015
IDENTITY
(Gasps)
32 Years? Who are they?
(Pointing to YOU OF I #3 and THEY #3)
I OF I OF I
They are YOU OF I and THEY. My Compass. My Ethical point of Relativity. My new community who supports me. So that I could now find you.
IDENTITY
How do I even get out of this? I’m just me.
BERGEN
No, lass. You have me.
I OF I OF I
And Me.
KALLAN
Me.
JOANNA
Me.
YOU OF I
And me.
IMAGINATION
I am here, love.
INTUITION
And I. For you. Always.
IDENTITY
(Points to FEAR and DOUBT and GUILT and THEY)
But they are so strong! And what is he (Indicating SUPEREGO) doing over there anyway!?
SUPEREGO
(Stops processing and stands)
I am Processing. I take all the data that EGO
(I OF I OF I bows)
receives throughout the day and night. Be it Information from Outside sources like YOU OF I and THEY and I hand that Data over to The FEAR System or the DEFENSE System. The FEAR System turns my data into GUILT or DOUBT. The DEFENSE System turns the data into Confidence and Security.
IDENTITY
Wait! So I have GUILT and DOUBT because of FEAR?
SUPEREGO
(That’s right)
IDENTITY
WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT!?
BERGEN
He has no choice, lass. You lost your DEFENSE when they took your Voice and your Knowing away from you. I wasn’t here to Defend. Fear had to take over to keep you safe.
IDENTITY
(To SUPEREGO)
So you only process data from outside sources that come in from YOU OF I or THEY?
SUPEREGO
Not only. I also process data from EGO and IDENTITY. The Negative or Positive data creates a negative or positive mindset. It all depends on what you give me.
IDENTITY
So it’s… Us… Me, EGO,
BERGEN
And Defense
IDENTITY
Against… GUILT, DOUBT, FEAR, YOU OF I, and THEY?
SUPEREGO
Not always. YOU OF I and THEY can be allies… IF EGO chooses better Allies.
IDENTITY
(To EGO)
Why wouldn’t you choose better allies?
I OF I OF I
It depends on the behavior SUPEREGO programs into me… But mostly… it depends on how AWARE I am of the situation. The moment an EGO becomes AWARE of the machinations of the subconscious Mind, the EGO gains the power of CHOICE. But they have to KNOW.
Which is why I upgraded our YOU OF I and THEY.
IDENTITY
What is this place?
I OF I OF I
This is the Subconscious Mind. Each one of you has a role, an agenda, and a purpose. My agenda, my purpose is to PURSUE HAPPINESS. My role is to captain and manage this operation. To ensure the balance, the alignment, and the smooth operation of the Mind.
SUPEREGO
I build the Perspective that determines your Mindset. My agenda is to keep you safe. No matter what. And I have the power to override everything within the mind, including running a mutiny against the Captain.
I OF I OF I
Which he did. Which is what happens when we suffer from memory loss. The SUPEREGO witholds information from us to keep us safe.
IDENTITY
And what am I?
I OF I OF I
You are everything the Unit loves. You are everything the Unit desires, dreams, and hopes for. You have the Agenda of Defining the Self. Your role is to Know who we are so that SUPEREGO can process the Perspective required off of what you love, what you value, and what you believe.
Defense protects the Unit from invasive data that can harm the Perspective and Fear is the antibodies that acts when invasive data gets inside the unit.
I OF I OF I
Oh! He is the best part! See, while you were buried in here for 32 years, I…
JOANNA
and I
KALLAN
and I
BERGEN
and I
I OF I OF I
All studied Philosophy, Psychology, and Sociology for 30 years. He… Is Processing! And HE is our ticket out of here!
IDENTITY
How?
I OF I OF I
Easy Peasy! Here is the plan!
Superego processes all the data we receive inside of our mind and punches it into our Cognitive Core!
BERGEN
Our Mind.
I OF I OF I
Right! Creating whatever Reality we live in,
IMAGINATION
Desire
KALLAN
Dream up
JOANNA
Fantasize
I OF I OF I
And making it into our next reality!
BERGEN
He is processing the data in our mind to create our mindset.
I OF I OF I
Exactly! So! All we need to do is FEED the Superego YOU! And Your Ethics! And Your Beliefs!
KALLAN
And your Name.
I OF I OF I
And the New Mindset, the correct mindset will form for you!
IDENTITY
But what about them?
(Indicates FEAR and GUILT and DOUBT)
BERGEN
That’s where I come in!
I OF I OF I
Bergen is the Boundary.
IMAGINATION
And I soothe Fear
JOANNA
(Looking worried)
Wait a moment…
I OF I OF I
And then it all balances itself out!
FEAR
Now wait! Just a MINUTE! You can’t just go in here and change things!
I OF I OF I
Why not?
FEAR
Because… Because well no one does that! It isn’t done!
DOUBT
That’s right. You can’t do it. you can’t…
BERGEN
Why not?
FEAR
Because I’ve… LOOK WHAT I’VE BUILT HERE! You can’t just go in and tear it down!
(Everyone looks around)
I OF I OF I
Oh, you mean, the crippling Fear?
BERGEN
Crushing Self-Doubt
I OF I OF I
The constant Guilt keeping me in check
BERGEN
The enslavement through Fear?
I OF I OF I
Domestic terrorism?
BERGEN
Is that the job you’re referring to
FEAR
(About to cry. Fear looks to Joanna as if seeking advice)
IMAGINATION
Joanna.
JOANNA
(Tears up)
I wasn’t safe. They hurt me.
IMAGINATION
They did. Yes. But we have Boundaries now. And Voice. And Strength.
JOANNA
I was alone. Just me. For so long. You… I just wanted you safe. I just wanted…
IMAGINATION
You are safe now.
BERGEN
Lass. You are not alone anymore. You never were.
JOANNA
(Wipes her tears)
Alright… How does this work?
I OF I OF I
Awesome! Processing is how data, both external and internal, get entered into the mind to form a new Perspective…
IMAGINATION
Imagination.
BERGEN
But it must be based off of the Core Program!
JOANNA
Which is…?
FEAR AND DOUBT AND GUILT
(Together)
ME!
IDENTITY
No. (Standing forward). Me. I am the Core Program. Right. But… I don’t know how.
I OF I OF I
Simple, love. Remember what you love.
IDENTITY
Love?
(Tries to remember and looks around and everyone…)
I don’t remember.
JOANNA
I do.
You loved Piano, Theater, Song, and Dance. You love New York City and Opera and Ballet.
BERGEN
You loved adventure and parties and people. You love Guinness! And Smoking and women!
I OF I OF I
No… Bergen. That’s you.
IDENTITY
Actually…
IMAGINATION
You loved