How I want to play when I grow up.

The Fourth: The Right Time

Disclaimer: This is a very philosophical post, different from my other stuff. You’re probably not going to like it, but here it is anyway.

The Confusing Concept

I figured I describe what the concept is. I’m still not sure what to call it exactly. The Fourth? Omniscience? Omniscient Grace? Super-Baptism? Chicken wing?

Where do I even start…

Well, I guess I’ll explain why I wanted to call it the Fourth in the first place.

The concept has everything to do with perspective. We have the classic first person, second person, and the third person. These we all understand. But me being me, I asked myself one day:

“Could there be a fourth person?”

Now, what in the actual fuck would that look like?

(And, I think this thought started when I was like in the 5th grade or something? Don’t I have better things to do? I don’t know. All my friends moved away at this point. T_T)

So, yeah. The Fourth Motherfuckin’ Person. What is this shit even?

Well, I supposed that the fourth person would be a combination of the first and third person, specifically third person omniscient. I think I literally just did 1 + 3 = 4; hence, fourth person.

Now, that would mean a single person would have the ability to perceive the world through their own eyes and the ability to see everything. But, seeing everything would just ascend the first person to third person omniscient. They have to be tied together and be made interdependent.

So, I finagled the idea until it worked — in a sense.

And so…

The fourth person would mean that a single person would have the ability to perceive the world through their own eyes and the ability to see through the perspective of every single human/living thing across all space and time.

The summation of these perspectives would, in effect, have the same order of third person omniscience.

To further illustrate (if my confusing ass mess made zero mothafuckin’ sense), imagine a camera. In the fourth person, the individual person would have access to his own camera and have access to everyone else’s camera. And since each camera is looking at something different, a collection of all the cameras should eventually see everything. (Well, at least the things that living beings with eyes have seen.)

Still don’t understand? I thankfully have another illustration. Remember that awesome show called Avatar: The Last Airbender?

The main character, Aang, was able to transcend himself to a state called The Avatar Mode. And in this mode, Aang had access to all of the previous avatars simultaneously. It’s not exactly the Fourth Person, but it’s pretty close.

I also have a third illustration if things didn’t make sense. It’s the reason why I thought about calling the concept Omniscient Grace or Super-Baptism.

I asked myself, my subconscious already knowing the answer. Is it possible for a person to attain this perspective? If it is, who has?

SOUND THE TRUMPETS!!!

A depiction of Jesus Christ by a child prodigy, Akiane Kramarik.

I somehow reasoned out that Jesus Christ, whether you believe in him or not, was able to perceive in the fourth person. After all, he is both man and God. In other words, he has access to both the first person and third person omniscient.

Now, the bigger question:

“Can we attain the fourth person?”

The Second Novel

Everything beyond this point may be blasphemous and directly against doctrine, so I’d like to warn again that this is just pseudo-philosophical thinking.

Anyway.

This concept is the underlying philosophical concept of the second novel that I’m working on. And the answer to the big question I mentioned is, well, yes.

As I am outlining the book, I am asserting that this concept is in fact a power, a grace given to those saved/sanctified by God. It is also a capacity that is available to all human beings (and only human beings).

Basically, I’m taking the Catholic idea of God’s universal salvific will and extending it to a universal power.

I think the main inspiration for this was Romans 8:17.

“Now if we are children, then we are heirs — heirs of God and co-heirs with Christ, if indeed we share in his sufferings in order that we may also share in his glory.”

But of course, I’m writing a mothafuckin’ story here, not making a philosophical treatise. Thankfully, however, this concept has incredible potential to be used in a story. And honestly, I wish this idea came to me later, so I could use this concept as a better writer.

But, whatever.

The Fourth has incredible potential because, well, it would allow a person to be able to perceive the world as every person on earth across time and space. Here’s what that means:

  1. A person could live infinite lives simultaneously.
  2. A person would have strengths and weakness of all humanity.
  3. A person would therefore have perfect understanding.
  4. A person would essentially be immortal.

Certainly, this is a power, indeed. But, the implications get even bigger.

If one person can attain this power, why not two? Why not — everyone?

Can you imagine what the world would look like? For once, the world could truly be communist. (Hello, CIA. I’m not a fucking communist, so chill.)

Would you fight for this? Would you die for this? And, who — who would try to stop this in the name of a familiar justice? What would this imply for unrequited love? What would this imply for revenge? What would this imply for forgiveness?

I think we have a story here.

Neo-Communism?

Oh, Karl.

Sorry, you Bible-haters. But, I have another verse. Acts 2:44–47

All the believers were together and had everything in common. They sold property and possessions to give to anyone who had need. Every day they continued to meet together in the temple courts. They broke bread in their homes and ate together with glad and sincere hearts.

This is an image of the first church to have ever existed. In a sense, this is actual communism, though it hasn’t been brought on by a proletariat revolution against the bourgeoisie.

These actions of giving to those in need were due to free will. They chose to give to each other in the name of love and became “glad and sincere.”

It seems beautiful, don’t it. It’s so beautiful, in fact, that I’ve decided to make this a setting in the story.

There’s a new nation in the Pacific Ocean, a utopia of sorts, that essentially looks like the image that I’ve just conveyed. The country is literally man-made via massive floating platforms and sustains itself through a combination of solar and hydro-powered energy.

The inhabitants are basically immigrants from around the world who are dissatisfied with their own countries whether it be due to racism or classicism. There’s still a hierarchy in this country, but it’s created out of free will and democratic election.

And of course, to make things fun, there’s a select group who are deployed in certain regions to fight terrorism. This’ll be the main plot of the book (at least, I think.)

I might call this state — New Jerusalem. (Sounds too long and corny, though.)

The Fall and Rise of Man

The Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil

Ironic, isn’t it?

Lucifer persuades Eve to eat from the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil, telling her that to eat — means to be like God.

The fruit from this tree, it’s almost like a philosopher’s stone, one that can transform lead into gold, death into life, and finitude into infinity.

Whatever, I’m kind of ranting at this point…

One last thing I’d like to mention, however, is that the power of the Fourth is something that only those in heaven are able to experience. In a state of perfection, one would be able to perceive as all. All would be able to perceive as one. Love, then, truly becomes greater than the sum of its parts in infinite permutations.

It’d be:

In Plurbus Unum, In Unum Plurbus.

Right Time

To try to have on earth what you can only have in heaven…

I wonder how much it’d take. And, if it happened, I wonder how it would feel— to feel all of the emotions that have ever existed, that will exist in the future.

But, even if it doesn’t happen, I want this certain character to feel okay. He has a physical ailment that makes him feel that he was born in the wrong body. But by the end, he’ll say:

“I was born in the wrong body, but not the wrong time. After all, I met you.”

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