Multiplicity: It’s All In Your Head
Really. It is. God’s honest truth. That said, just because it’s all in your head doesn’t mean it isn’t real.
(Reminder: NOT a medical professional)
Anyway, when last we left off with our hero he’d been discussing what it was that had created us. Those of us not molded by some traumatic event (which is 99.99% of us) are likely just figments of Ryan’s imagination.
I guess I should introduce myself.
I’m Ryan’s oldest (as in how long I’ve been with Ryan) other or alter; whatever you want to call us. I’ve been with him since he was a kid, and I’ve tried to do my best guardian angel routine with him. I could say it worked wonderfully and that I was perfect at my job, doing everything in my power to protect Ryan, but that would partly be a lie. I did try to protect him, when he would allow me to protect him. He’s always had an interesting level of control over us. I’m not sure what it is, but he can’t let go enough for one of us to fully manifest. Trust me, I’ve tried.
We are working on that, though. Ryan is learning to meditate, and it’s my belief (which is shared by several of the others here with me) that the meditation will allow Ryan the ability to let go, and to give us the chance to fully manifest. It’s not something I suggested, but rather something Ryan cooked up himself. It just seems to make sense to me. After all, meditation is a form of mental exercise and it’s true purpose is to allow one’s self to become one with the universe and all that happy horse shit.
Come to think of it, I don’t really know what to talk about here. I mean, should I keep blathering in about the metaphysical and psychobabble Ryan’s interested in? What about telling my life story? And, along with that last one you’d have to clarify which life story you’d like to hear. Over the years I feel like I’ve developed many different lives. In part of being an active part of Ryan’s imagination I’ve evolved over the years, just as his mind and interests have evolved. That’s something we sort of reflect.
Now, do I know where we come from?
No, I don’t.
I’ve got my ideas, same as Ryan, but that’s all they are. Ideas. With no substantial way to test their verisimilitude. I can spout off the BS about being a defensive mechanism for hours, and while I have played that role I don’t know if that’s really what made me. I do like the old soul idea. I’ve got “memories” that would match up well with someone whose lived countless lives, but there’s no concrete proof there.
Ryan has a singularly unique ability to create personalities. They can be so realistic it’s hard to tell the difference between the way I came into I being and the way Ryan created them. I could just be another one of Ryan’s creations.
There are certain things I like though. Certain abilities my “life” has led me to have. To Ryan, I’m his ideal self, his desire driven personality. He wants to be me. As such, I’m much closer to a figure out of the comics or novels Ryan’s got his nose buried in all the time. I’m an escapist personality of sorts, though not in the same way the kids are.
My “history” has me existing in a version of this reality, before it truly became this reality. Ryan’s fictional world (his “head canon for existence” if I may be so bold) is built around the Atlantean civilization. The way he conceives of it in the beginning, there was only one reality, one material plane floating in the endless ocean of the cosmos, and this reality was centered on Atlantis. The cataclysm that destroyed Atlantis is what broke reality apart and created the multiverse. The way he sees it, though, is that Atlantis wasn’t truly destroyed, but it was transformed into what could be considered the center of the wheel of existence, the center of the Tree of Life.
Yggdrasil, the Tree of Life, grows in the center of what once was Atlantis. It’s branches and canopy are the higher planes of existence (Heaven, Asgard, Mount Olympus, et cetera) while it’s roots represent the lower planes (Nifelheim, Tartarus, Hell, and so on). The material planes that make up the multiverse are the rings radiating out from Yggdrasil’s core, with this existence being the outer most ring. It’s not the outer skin of the tree, the bark so to speak, but it is the next closest layer.
Continuing on with his head canon, our distance from Yggdrasil’s core is what explains the lack of magic in this reality. The core, of course, is Atlantis, and in Ryan’s head canon Atlantis is the most magical place of all. Atlantis is the realm where gods and titans used to walk along side men. Dwarves, elves, fairies, and everything both mythical and supernatural was born in the realm of Atlantis, and after the destruction they were thrown off into the separate rings, mingling only in those spots where one ring crossed another.
I could go on about this shit for hours, mainly because I live in the midst of all of it in Ryan’s head. His mental reality, after all, is my physical reality. The one last thing that I do find the most interesting is Yggdrasil’s bark. Why? Because Yggdrasil’s bark is the real remains of Atlantis. It’s a blasted, twisted wasteland devoid of anything sane and normal. Out there is where the real monsters exist.
Now, to cap off my first blog post I guess I’ll give the dating website description of me. I like long walks on the beach, sword fighting, women (my wife in particular[on a side note, Ryan’s not married anymore, so in the long run I really don’t know what that means for me and my relationships]), driving fast cars, flying, and destroying things in my dragon form. Dragon form? You say? Of course I have one. I’m Ryan’s ideal self, and I couldn’t be that if I wasn’t a dragon to start with.
Anyway, that’s pretty much all I can think of writing right now. That and I find Ryan’s head canon nearly as entertaining as the work of Stephen King and HP Lovecraft. Later cats and kids.
Apophis Kain del Ouranous
Did I miss something? -RSK