KSBD 1-16
YISUN walked with his disciple PREE ASHMA in the garden of bones and plums, which was one of YISUN’s more favored places to walk for it set the mind at unease.
PREE ASHMA, who knew the syllables of royalty and the seven intonations and could smile in the first, third, fiftieth, and twentieth ways, was very proud in her accomplishments. Thinking herself wise, she posed a question to YISUN. “Are you a giving master, oh one of ones?”
YISUN, who was in the mood for games, plucked a plum and bit into it. “I am consumed with love for myself.” PREE ASHMA knew the syllables of royalty so she knew this to be a yes. Cleverly, she posed a question to YISUN, prancing with delight.”Then, oh flesh of all flesh, may I (who would never ask you anything) ask you this: what is your secret name?”
YISUN smiled at this question for it was a clever one. PREE ASHMA knew that the Secret Name of God was immensely powerful and in her breast she had long nurtured to the point of gluttony a growing red hunger for dominion.
“Why it is known by all,” spoke Yisun, and as they walked but two paces further they came upon a handsome red buck with ten antlers who was the ancient protector of the garden and had slain seven million of YISUN’s white children.
“O handsome son of mine,” spoke YISUN gently, “do you know my secret name?”
“Of course,” spoke the buck, and bowed mightily. “Tell me,” implored PREE ASHMA eagerly, but the buck would not. “You know not?” said he with a tone of surprise. “It is known by all, and it is not in my nature to know how to say otherwise.”
YISUN smiled in the third way at this response while PREE ASHMA’S heart roiled with discontent. YISUN reached out with a soft gesture and plucked a sparrow from the sky. “Let us ask another,” said YISUN, “-my small son, do you know my secret name?”
The sparrow nodded and bowed his head, but was quiet, for he was old and the winter would come soon. “Tell me!” said PREE ASHMA, but the sparrow could not for he was weary. PREE ASHMA fumed, and in irritation struck at a plum tree, which recoiled in ash.
“Let us ask one more,” said YISUN. “Oh mightiest of mighties,” said PREE ASHMA, hot with frustration,” if I can not find out I will go mad! You, the most generous and merciful will deny me this small indulgence?” YISUN spoke not but reached upon the plum he held and PREE ASHMA beheld a small and humble flea there.
“Do you also know the secret name of God, you wriggling thing?” screeched PREE ASHMA. The flea bowed, and said nothing. PREE ASHMA turned scarlet with frustration. “How the world has conspired against me!” she spat, “Oh master of masters, you play a trick on me! How could you torment your daughter thus? You maker of false promises!” YISUN was disappointed in PREE ASHMA, for her face was as ugly as those of the white children in her rage. In her tantrum great gouts of fire consumed one beautiful plum tree after another, and their bows withered in ash. YISUN was saddened at the nascent ruin of the plum garden and held up the hand of YISUN in a small gesture that meant disappointment and cessation.
“Will you reveal this to me now, oh Queen of Queens?” hissed PREE ASHMA, her beautiful face contorted into furrows of intense longing. “Reveal it to me, I demand you!” The grip of dominion had reddened her flesh.
YISUN was saddened, and spoke the seven syllable secret name of royalty, which is YS ATUN VRAMA PRESH, and assumed a universal form. The blood drained instantly from PREE ASHMA’S face for she saw her gift was a suffering she was not prepared for. Before she could avert her gaze, the winds of YISUN’S body scoured her flesh with deep grooves and lashed at her pretty face, disfiguring her with shrill screams.
With mighty hands, YISUN grasped the spokes of the Universe, which is the WHEEL, and wrenched it on its side with no more force than a feather fall. PREE ASHMA then beheld the Universe from its side and in that moment understood the secret name of God and laughed at her stupidity. Her eyes flashed like drops of water in a pan and were gone instantly for she had willingly hungered after what was hers all along. Her beauty was lost and her flesh scoured, the blood pooled around her small white feet and she spoke the secret name of God aloud.
“I”.
Psalms: 10:26
So is that like king james version or
But Ys Atun Vrama Presh is only 6 syllables…
“The conquering king must speak with both his internal tongue of self-love, and his external tongue of violence: he must proclaim himself a king not with a tongue of flesh, but an iron tongue soaked in the blood of his lovers.”
Psalms 8:46
I… I don’t understand…
The seventh syllable is not spoken with a tongue of flesh.
The universe is “I”. See the above passage, I is the universe turned- a limitless spreading expanse that on it’s side is simply a line. I is the seventh syllable, not spoken in a tongue of flesh
I am an act of violence, a movement against the natural flow of things and the universe. Against entropy or extinction. Against the universe, which exists for the purpose of existing and acts with no will, which is its will.
Even our conflict with the natural world is in and of itself natural. We seek purpose because we evolved to do so. Those that seek purpose will learn, and are more apt to adapt, survive, and continue to exist. As they continue to exist and seek meaning, they continue to learn, adapt, survive, and exist to seek meaning further. Billions of years of sheer universal circumstance produced such a being. If this had not been the case, then we would not be here contemplating it. We seek purpose BECAUSE we exist. We exist because we seek purpose.
Our sense of self needs to alter, to conquer, and to violate its surroundings to live. Self needs to rationalize and deconstruct the universe in order to sustain itself and grow. Since I is a product of the universe- of circumstance, natural selection, and functions of flesh- I in turn deconstructs and kills itself. Existence, I, is spoken in a tongue of violence of suicide. Of iron and blood.
However I am also spoken in a tongue of selfish love, for I think, and entertain my own existence- that I am the agent of my own actions and not a series of electrical impulses across a cerebral cortex. If I did not humor my own agency, then I would be unable to act and therefore unable to exist. So says the Tongue of Violence. “I think therefore I am”. Which is a lie. For I also am therefore I think. Both lies are true, therefore it is a paradox.
Tongue of Flesh- the physical universe- defined by that which exists for the purpose of existing, and has no purpose, which is its purpose
Tongue of Violence- I exist to seek purpose, and impose myself on the universe observably
Tongue of Selfish Love – My purpose is to exist, to contemplate, and to be
I am a Tongue of Flesh and a Tongue of Selfish love. Therefore I exist to seek purpose and my purpose is to exist. Therefore I exist to exist and have no purpose, which is my purpose. So too, is the universe defined. Thus I am the universe, the Universe is YISUN. YISUN is I.
The universe is “I”. See the above passage, I is the universe turned and viewed as a plane- a limitless spreading expanse that on it’s side is simply a line. I is the seventh syllable, not spoken in a tongue of flesh
I am an act of violence, a movement against the natural flow of things and the universe. Against entropy or extinction. Against the universe, which exists for the purpose of existing and acts with no will, which is its will.
Even our conflict with the natural world is in and of itself natural. We seek purpose because we evolved to do so. Those that seek purpose will learn, and are more apt to adapt, survive, and continue to exist. As they continue to exist and seek meaning, they continue to learn, adapt, survive, and exist to seek meaning further. Billions of years of sheer universal circumstance produced such a being. If this had not been the case, then we would not be here contemplating it. We seek purpose BECAUSE we exist. We exist because we seek purpose.
Our sense of self needs to alter, to conquer, and to violate its surroundings to live. Self needs to rationalize and deconstruct the universe in order to sustain itself and grow. Since I is a product of the universe- of circumstance, natural selection, and functions of flesh- I in turn deconstructs and kills itself. Existence, I, is spoken in a tongue of violence of suicide. Of iron and blood.
However I am also spoken in a tongue of selfish love, for I think, and entertain my own existence- that I am the agent of my own actions and not a series of electrical impulses across a cerebral cortex. If I did not humor my own agency, then I would be unable to act and therefore unable to exist. So says the Tongue of Violence. “I think therefore I am”. Which is a lie. For I also am therefore I think. Both lies are true, therefore it is a paradox.
Tongue of Flesh- the physical universe- defined by that which exists for the purpose of existing, and has no purpose, which is its purpose
Tongue of Violence- I exist to seek purpose, and impose myself on the universe observably
Tongue of Selfish Love – My purpose is to exist, to contemplate, and to be
I am a Tongue of Flesh and a Tongue of Selfish love. Therefore I exist to seek purpose and my purpose is to exist. Therefore I exist to exist and have no purpose, which is my purpose. So too, is the universe defined. Thus I am the universe, the Universe is YISUN. YISUN is I.
This a very astute analysis of the texts. There are certainly many interpretations of YISUN’s commands of self-love and the paradox of ‘I’, and I welcome the supplicants to draw all conclusions.
‘”I think therefore I am”. This is a lie. For I also am therefore I think. Both lies are true, therefore it is a paradox.’
This isn’t quite right. There actually is no paradox – the paradox is the lie. This is what PREE ASHMA could not understand.
I think, therefore I am; I am, therefore I think. These two statements are not contradictory. They, together, not illogical, and neither are they illogical – they are, rather, UN-logical; they are the simultaneously the excesses of logic and its opposite, the excesses that function simultaneously as the violent imposition, the basis, from which logic comes into existence, and also its incoherent excess that sustains it and makes possible its continued existence.
I posit my consciousness as divided between “self” and “not-self” – I posit myself as separate, different from reality. I fail, because reality is infinite, and thus, I am inevitably part of reality. However, this very failure causes me to be different, as a part of reality, distinct, separate and different FROM the rest of reality.
When I look deeply into myself, I see nothing, because the only thing real in me that differs from the chaos of reality is self-positing, which itself is defined precisely by its lack: its abundance of un-logic. I am an empty space, the coordinates of which are defined by self-positing.
Therefore, the basis of I and the means by which I am sustained is also, in addition to an act of violence, an act of self-destruction: out of the infinite absolute of reality, I violently posit myself as finite by sacrificing myself; amputating, truncating infinity; limiting myself.
The paradox is a lie, but it has a function. The paradox is a shield. It obscures the limit of I – the basis of I – and its proximity to the infinity of reality.
The paradox is one aspect of the idea that the phenomenal and noumenal are not, and could not possibly be, the same thing. This idea is false, but it protects us from the crushing proximity to the utter, absolute abyss of infinity.
PREE ASHMA was not ready to understand. When she destroyed the shield, she burned.
Ys-A-tun-V-ra-ma-Presh
I don’t see any problems.
Fifth is the Walking Way of royalty; those who know it can reshape the land. Witness the home of the Red King Once Jungled
“The seventh syllable is not spoken with a tongue of flesh.”
Welp I’m now 100% hooked in this webcomic
I never noticed that the Magus Gate closely resembled a key protruding from her skull until this reread of the comic.
What the fuck is everyone talking about? How does everyone in the comments figure all of this out?
Yours is the one, true great reply.
(I don’t know either, I think it’s just a lot of fun roleplay.)
Also, a wheel seen from its frontal perspective very much resembles an “I”.
Welp, I’m in hell now!
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Yes hello new here but isn’t the whole ‘turn the universe on its side’ thing from the elder scrolls, or is that jut a common thing in theology?
Yeah, this seems extremely familiar. Still, I like it.
“His mouth is full of lies and threats; trouble and evil are under his tongue. He lies in wait near the villages; from ambush he murders the innocent. His eyes watch in secret for his victims; like a lion in cover he lies in wait. He lies in wait to catch the helpless; he catches the helpless and drags them off in his net.”
Psalms 10:7-9
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