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< Lots of intricate discussion snipped >
>The dystopic and the utopic share the same field and play the same game.
>Both appear to be incorrigable. The dystopiacs here react petulantly to
>my pairing of the two because it let's fall too much light on their bleak
>pleasures...not the light of optimism, but the light of perspective and
>the juxtaposition of difference.
>
>Living in the effulgence of that light, I, of course, am seen as the most
>horrible of creatures by both utopiacs and dystopiacs -- someone who is
>unimpressed by their Vision...who does not stand there like a fawn caught
>in the headlights of a Mack truck..."Gorsh, Mickey..."
This really struck a chord, especially as it coincides with the
discussion on personas with Poly & April....
Not daring to catagorize anyone as dystopic or utopic without a lot
more background, I will frame it as I have experienced it, trying to
describe a kindred feeling...
Some have been touched by the fear of the "dark things", real or
surreal - screams in a dark alley - a stalker on your tail -
inexplicable grief/despair - isolation/desolation - the world turning
grey - a formless void opening under your "self" leaving a mechanical
husk behind to do the repetitious daily rituals of existance...
Once so touched, perspectives shift as one deals with the oily stain
that has been left on one's "soul"...
Once so touched, many things can happen...among them are embracing it,
rejecting it, or trying to find a balance...
It enables me to be supportive and truly understanding of those around
me who are in real despair, unitl they begin to suffer grief for
grief's sake, and then they sense I am grounded in a different bedrock
and we can no longer tolerate each other...
Maintaining a joyful spirit, those who happily and "care"lessly go
through life enjoy my company, until the inner shadow manifests itself
and then they sense I am grounded in a different bedrock and we
can no longer tolerate each other...
Balance is to treat the fear/anger/despair as just part of another
aspect or persona - a source of strength when openly needed, a source
of wisdom and compassion when not. Friends are those who can accept
that the bedrock is porous in places, prone to absorb the despairing
effluvia from the death screams of those who once had hope...
>>>>cyberpunk, in the spirit of their age, should hold their own life
>cheaply?
>>
>>>Why is that? Without that life you can't explore the worlds of the
>>>imagination.
>>
>>Without a proper disregard for it, you'll not get very far in the
>exploration,
>>before your fear ties you down. But that wasn;t even the sense I meant
>>that in.
>
>I hope you feel like developing that. The valuation of one's life in the
>risking of it, the uses of the mechanism of fear, and exploration
>generally are worthy topics for discussion.
I assume that this was meant as a general offer. The above is my own
small twist...
Lisa
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