i'm just saying if plurality has been redefined to mean what it does these days then i have like, fucking 400 alters because i can run the thought-processes of all the characters from all my stories as differentiated mind-states
and that's not even derogatory the highest point of this reality is the cultivation of the externalizable self to survive voidout yeah sure this is how you become a world but, , , , ,
i think the term is just becoming simultaneously so hyper-generalized it's now something that applies to basically like. everything. plurality is an umbrella so big i don't see the rain anymore. is it even still raining.
also i keep seeing pluralposting that assumes that ~singlets~ have no interiority and it's like that xkcd comic with everyone on the train where it's like "do you ever think about how normal people... don't even think about who they are? unlike us plurals?" and it's like oh my god
it's 14 year olds' otherkin discourse all over again i had escaped this in the early 2000s and it's come back for me
things singlets would NEVER understand: [normal ass depiction of every-day human interiority or imagination]
to where i've seen normal basic functions of interiority being called markers of "PLURALITY" and it's like. ok. uhm. 80 percent of the planet is plural then?? does this need to be a competition to feel special? do we need 100 self-serving comics and anecdotes about how you're much more unique than the other guys (gotta catch them all because he's danny phantom)
it's just, when a term means a dozen things it's become such an oversized cladic umbrella it's become useless for any specific identification. i can't hold this umbrella anymore. it's covering the town. the grocery store, the post office, old mrs. grunck's house. it's all in here now.
oh you're a mammal huh? yeah wow that really narrows it down
i have seen plurality mean everything from amnesic dissociation, to distinct consistent and complex involuntary identities, to off-layer invasion states or cosmic hyperbeing hijackings, to hyperempathy character affinity internalizing other people's OCs as themselves, to coping mechanisms or worksonas and friend-group self-adjustments being given different names and fursonas, to "when i'm feeling dommy i'm this alter but this other alter is me when i'm subby", to basically imaginary friends that sometimes are in control but might mostly exist in daydream states either as a method of inner monologue or mood-state categorization or just literally daydream functions, to literally just having OCs you identify with and can roleplay as to the point where the roleplay feels natural, to actors who become their characters and stay in character having those characters inside of them, to something as widely common as "my internal monologue actually sometimes disagrees with itself", to "these characters i'm writing feel like they're alive and i'm not in control of their decisions anymore, anne rice lestat style", to even "sometimes i feel one thing, and on different days i have another mood"
and that's all fine! those are all ~*~valid~*~ states of being! i'm not saying any of that is bad! the human interiority experience is a wide gamut! you can hack your brian to work in basically any form you want! remember when everyone was giving themselves vivid tulpa hallucinations? you can make your brian go along with ANYthing.
labels are always useless. they don't exist. if you put a label that says "forks" on a drawer do you trust every object in there is a fork? what about objects that can be used as a fork? what about sporks? chopsticks? those little finger-alligators you use to eat hotwings without getting sauce on you? the label has changed nothing about the drawer, its contents, or the organization of the objects
and so much of the plural stuff i see around tumblr is panicking over "do i fit in the plural label? am i REALLY plural?" and oh m y god honey it's the otherkin fandom in 2000 it's the fictionkin wave of 2010 i will never escape this discourse it will always find a way to arrive at my eyeballballs
i'm not trying to police the label if you're this far in and getting that impression i don't give a fuck about this label i have never used this label and these jackasses have all been here for like 30 years i don't care what label you put on a drawer i may or may not be in it doesn't matter to me i was here before this label was printed and i didn't know how to read the writing on these labels anyway
policing the label is the opposite of the point
i am seeing so many people falling in love with the label and the fandom built around the label and the safety of the label and the label is on the drawer handle and they conflate the label with the security of the drawer handle in the act of pulling the drawer open smooth and safely
trying to reframe and hack their minds so they fit into the label better feeling terrified they might not fit into the label as if a label as broad as fucking "mammal" doesn't contain things as wide and diverse as whales, platypussies, lions, and bats.
people whose entire creative output is just on trying desperately to explain their plurality and do nothing else, you have 30 identities do any of them have an identity beyond being being plural, is this the only part of you that is interesting
i barely use this tumblr for shit but if you know me off-tumblr like. did you know i am ~plural~ by several criteria of the label. or is your association with me something else, first? i fucking hope it's something else first ngl or else i'm doing a bad job of being a pony that can wow the audience with more than my one cool trick (it's a hard audience to wow)
betting like 5 of you knew there were 5 jackasses at the helm behind this blog just like maybe 10 of you know more than 5 of my fetishes and just like maybe 3 of you know my favorite food or favorite animal i bet long time autumn bramble fans actually know about my favorite food more than they know who my ~alters~ (terrible word, does not apply to us) are named (it's hamburgers by the way (you'll never find a hamburger that's as good as an 8/10 the best hamburger i ever had was a solid 7.5 and the potential of a yet-untasted ultimate burg is more delicious than any burger itself ever would be, on the most mediocre of burgers i can taste apophatically what is left unsaid or spoken of in its negative representation and i can approach to the divine heavenly superburg in this way))
is there a point to this?
no but i see plural systems talking about plurality to no real point or effect all the time on my dashboard and now i'm doing it too. it's my turn to play. i'm playing now! me? which one of us wrote this...
guess in the comments and the winner will get a prize! (there's a right answer, a more-right answer, and an actually-accurate answer)
name all the assholes currently operating on the local layer through this body and get another, different, prize! i'm serious there are prizes involved now if you read this far you better fucking guess if i see a FUCKING heart on this post and there's no guess i'm going to FUCKING murder you
if you can't guess right that's kind of my point i really hope you're here for like. my art. my writing. because you like watching the schizoposting trainwrecks or something. the fallen london collages?
