Thursday, August 14, 2014

RPGaDay 14 "Th Hve Page One"

“Your head's like mine, like all our heads; big enough to contain every god and devil there ever was. Big enough to hold the weight of oceans and the turning stars. Whole universes fit in there! But what do we choose to keep in this miraculous cabinet? Little broken things, sad trinkets that we play with over and over. The world turns our key and we play the same little tune again and again and we think that tune's all we are.” 
― Grant Morrison, The Invisibles, Vol. 1: Say You Want a Revolution

This is Th Hve, a contemporary psychorealist experience. Th Hve is set in the same world as the one we live and work in; this is the world of Mass Consensus. The headlines are all the same even if they may have different causes than what we are told.

Attached, like miasma, is the fear and pain of living in a world absent of our control. In Th Hve this evil is not being directed by some malevolent deity or some supernatural agency, but rather it seeps like a poison from the very depths of our own consciousness.

What the fuck are you going on about?

I can't tell you what Th Hve is any more than I can explain the nature of reality itself. I’m not even sure I understand what it is, but I can tell you what it is not.

It isn't a place. There is no where to go to if one could visit it. It is all places, Th Hve is the Macrocosm of all realities.

It isn't a thing. Th Hve is not something you can touch, it is not physical, not in our linear reality. It is all things, contained within The Macrocosm.

It isn't a person. Certainly not flesh and blood it is not one intelligence, it is all intelligence, contained in all things. It is not a god.

To put it simply, we are Th Hve.

This is dichotic

We are the creator and the created. We made the apparatus of creation to build ourselves a place to be.
We have given ourselves form and coherence in an attempt to push away the chaos of the void and experience life from within, to be allowed to live and die and forget and live again.

We built a perfect kingdom and turned it into a prison. Being built by consensus, it was easy to get lost in it. Because we forgot we became entrapped in a loop of ignorance, separating ourselves from each other and from knowing. When we turned off those things that really connected us we threw away the key. Kept locked away inside as it all slowly begins to constrict around us.

One might think of humanity as independent yet interconnected pieces in a network. Without Th Hve we would be isolated and alone with nothing but our own thoughts.

Th Hve is aware, it is aware of all the suffering we live through and all the suffering we cause.

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