to the pleroma (text)

[passio]

[ it’s not an intentional attempt at anonymity. dextera just has no experience with this kind of broad communication, and to him, there’s little point in introducing himself anyway. those who have met him may be able to recognize the emotional “signature” attached to the words newly displayed in their minds, and may be able even to attach the soft sound of his breath or the perpetually-uncertain expression he wears to the message he knows is about to be contentious.

but, it’s been bothering him since the events in venera. perhaps the seed was planted even before that, from his very first experience with the kenoma and having the pleroma overtake it to save him in the end. ]

Are we wrong?

[ it’s… actually not what he wanted to open with, but the panic of broadcasting a message so publicly has him blurting things out even through what should be the most temperate of mediums. ]

The Regent said it was the Pleroma that caused the disease in Venera. That force wanted us to live forever in delusion. I don’t want to destroy the world. I don’t want to make a new one either. I was happy there. I would have been happy there.

The distilled Kenoma tried to manipulate our thoughts. Didn’t you all feel that power when we escaped? The Hope that allowed us to fight? Are we still being manipulated?

Comments

[passio]

It’s still better. Taking responsibility.

[ dextera admires the people who would make their own choices, but it’s hard for him to consistently be that person. ]

Even if you make mistakes.

[wolof]

I agree. For all the mistakes we make... it proves we're still stumbling about, messing up. Could we do that, if we were being controlled?

I think not. Not at the frequency we mere mortals make them, hm?

[passio]

[ “we mere mortals.” he wonders if he can even think of himself that way anymore. ]

You’re right. I hope you’re right.

Thank you for taking the time to talk to me.

[wolof]

And I thank you for the...philosophical discussion.

Perhaps we'll get to again sometime.