where I live, is a lake community. there is a road that loops around it, I often dash about it, and walk in "the circle"
as normal I talk to my self in my head. keeping company with seeing plots.
so I had the one. it was there. If I could think it and think it again perfectly I would have the whole thing.
I had a robot dolphin character, a long time ago I drempt I was given a piece of black paper with the name "anui" written in gold on it. who handed it to me told me "this is the name of a very special person". I created the dolphin when I tried doing fanart for someone in the Ecco The Dolphin community.
As the velveteen rabbit and Pinocchio became real, so does my Anui.
as a "thing" and a construct, with technology "he" could slowly become "real".
having to learn, grow and be gifted the sentience, the sapience of "a person". only to have to "live" it all again.
bridging the gap between these could be a tiny bit easy (I best read up on this subject of AI) I think they call this a Simulacrum. I can bridge the gap between his old self, and a living body by making him some type of cyborg.
but this is where it comes down to. Self and identify. which is which? a body is the body. Perhaps it was created in a laboratory, a microchip with his old self (after somehow attaining a concept of "me, I, self"
but because this is some type of fantasy...I need spirits and souls. This is where I cannot come up with it. So I think I still need a semi absolved version of the other character, Donovan.
what I had was some interaction on the nature of "self", reincarnation, identity and the Samsara thing. of how Anui has almost gained self, only to learn he has to "die" to become real. As a body, as an idea, as a "thing", as a Simulacrum he exists in time in space. Many things exist, they exist in an intangible way. But they are not real.
what I had was Donovan, who now goes by the name of 22(it's a special number, a good number...like 108) conversing, being a messenger, with this terrible, but fantastic news.
what I had and lost could of been full of angst, what is the point of living and dying over and over again, and if we retain our memory of self. that if someone was another person in the past life, who are they now? and who exists. Does Anui as he is now exist? and when this current incarnation is over, and he has to go "back to the beginning", to live with flesh and blood, to grow a soul, if everything he has now is lost.
then what is the point? where is a point in over and over again if you don't learn. if the soul sleeps while a disposable body marches on in their actions.
but is it better than oblivion?
perhaps it is in the memory? the memory of others.
and a few of 22's confessions. he is still a little bit of his old self, point, his reason, his road to self peace. the sad man who is expected to know everything considering what he is now, and where he is. as a spiritual mentor.
"you should know these things"
but what is it? it is the attachment...does it matter who or what you are? or that you just "are".
but you are your identity? you have to go beyond that.
you need to loose everything first to grow, learn and understand. to stand somewhere between eternity and oblivion, and escape that.
he is a tired man who has a lot to make up for. maybe that is what the purpose of getting Anui real for.
what I lost in the script was screaming, agnst, tears and 22 trying to have composure, not wanting to "slip back", that he gained so much and screwing up has terrible consequences for himself.
Anui becomes real as a construct. people felt it, they thought it. they remembered it. in his final hurrah is sacrifice. they would remember him as a savior, as a martyr. the thoughts would manifest. All he would need is to remember himself and grow.
but it dosen't matter that part of him was real, it was necessary as a catylist for him to "become"
sometimes you need to loose everything to gain something higher.
but it is kind of terrible "hey, you are going to die, but it's ok you aren't real. I can help that...but you might not remember who you are...but it's ok, It's really ok. it's better than not existing. You can become so much more, just listen, learn, grow. You can become real, maybe even transcend that! just trust me"
dread of identify and matters of the soul. If I was my great great great great ____ back then, then who am I now? and which of us exists? or were we both not real.
which exists, which is real. It's like a Sophie's chose of "which is the evil clone". but not really.
somewhere between the child like wonder and ignorance and wisdom and knowledge of the universe.
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