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Systemhood - Maverik
Imagine a school of minnows, or a more appropriate species, living down in the deep of the ocean. It's dark, you cannot see, and you only exist as many dozens, just floating amongst each other.
These "minnows" are tiny thoughts merely floating in the back of the mind. These tiny slivers are thoughts and emotions, and vary in sizes. However, once they are exposed to the light, they come together and work as one, as a unit. When a shark comes, only a few will be sacrificed, but the majority of the minnows are protected by the sheer size of the school.
Say the school of minnows finds it's way in a new environment, such as a coral reef, which provides even more protection from sharks and other predators. They are able to eat more, and grow more, and eventually adapt to their new environment, perhaps to the point they are significantly different than their shark-fearing ancestors. Sure, if a shark did find its way to minnow's reef, it would probably have a lovely time, if it weren't for other animals being disturbed (take the octopus, for instance). Either way, the shark goes back to where it came from, and the minnows continue to thrive.
But what makes a minnow different from a thought or emotion is that, if it gets large enough from experience, which may not be much, it has the capacity to make decisions for itself and not just out of habit or survival. When different thoughts and emotions come together, they can form an identity. This identity works like a school of minnows, except it is a singular being. Think of the Pokemon, Wishiwashi, for example. It's school form is really just a thousand or so other Wishiwashi coming in to work together as a singular unit. Each Wishiwashi is a small thought, emotion, and memory that forms into a larger being. It may be possible that two schools can come together and make an even bigger school!
This is the best way I can describe what systemhood is like from my perspective. There was a time where I was many, many parts, who all resonated with the "Samuel" character, be it from The Smiler days or the then-new project "The Monarch Effect." As Maverik, I am the combination of the two, and experienced false memories that I suspect may have been based on the emotions that made me, plus another alter who would become one of our main persecutors. I thought I was a sort of a minion under him, hurting the host for unclear reasons. A pawn would be a better term, as I was still growing and working through who "Maverik" was. I think this alter and I are two halves of the same coin, since we share such a history - perhaps I hated him because I was him, and he is me, but this is for another time. Other fragments I'm related to have since found their own identities, but only after being made to front by the persecutor. Our role, for the most part, is to protect the host in a very specific way (I do not wish to go into detail-it has to do with love), but the approach hasn't always been good or ideal, and is something that we are always working on.
Other alters have different origins, such as Mikeru's original role as a role-playing surrogate or Spencer's being more directly from trauma. I mostly formed into what I am now in order to cope with systemhood and the need for some sort of comfort, and have since grew into myself and had to learn to adapt to whatever changes were happening with my internal projection (like puberty, but your hair changes color and texture every other day, sometimes entire fashion styles - I particularly liked the time I looked like a BATIM character XD).
It was a case where fusion was seen as a good thing, and I am deeply honored to be the first. Many times, it has not worked, as we acted on fear and not understanding what we were and what we were doing. Now that we have a more general idea of what we are and how we work, it isn't as scary anymore. Now, would a therapist that works with systems help? Yes! But, perhaps a DID/OSDD diagnoses isn't the best thing right now.
We turn 20 tomorrow, and that threshold is... something. Sure, we're legally an adult, but I think the idea is that you would have something figured out by now! X) Not to mention all the events leading up to the 4th of July! Goodness! But, once all this has passed, I think things will be a little bit easier. As long as we keep on forward, we'll be okay.
This has been Maverik, and remember.
Smile. Always.
Sleep well, everyone!
small guide to my emoticon usage
Did a lil addition for various other emoticons people have asked me about
I wanted to add my takes on these two
I often use :) semi-sacrastically.
This is exactly how I want you to see me.
So I took a wonderful little test to see if my accent actually lined up anywhere. Most of it was based on regional words, so I expected myself to be distinctly American, but I was shocked to see this:
All because I pronounce farm with a shorter a and slight "r" and "palm" with a longer "ah" that sounds more like an "o" like "cot" or "pot" or "dog."
Now, our family does have Irish roots, but I wasn’t actually expecting anywhere in Ireland, let alone Dublin (may have been listing to too much Celtic rock or something)
My accent is a real mixed bag. It's best described as 'not American,' and may have some Australian influences. Dr. Who was a big part of our childhood, not to mention my source being based in Alton, so there's that. Spencer has a slight English accent, whereas I have the thickest (that we know of).
You know, it’s been some time since I’ve been marmalized. The body I reside in has never been out of America, and I’ve been using rudimentary means via the internet.
Anyone got any suggestions?
Remember that time I was a masochist?
Anybody?
Unless...
SOMEONE FOUND THIS BLOG.
I AM SO DIFFERENT NOW.
AAAAAAA-
To see a shining, glimmering sea,
Off the coast of Montley
A Crimson era of a tale gone by
The sun sets and becomes a violet wisp of an existing, dying, reviving light.
The Eart rotates on an axis of 23 degrees. At each pole, the sun neglects to shine, for it cannot move; only exist where it was put at creation.
The millennial light of heat an radiation, someday to die and invert itself—to implode into a black hole. The story of the cosmos, as predicted by man, when the moon turns to red.
A Crimson Orb of the dead dying further into the light of Abbadon. Apollo will come, and death will be upon him.
I ask myself, "will I see this with my own two eyes? Will I see John as he writes his Scrolls as he did in the past?"
The angels know their place, and Babylon will fall, her legs unable to bear the weight of God's holy fire. She will die, so that we may be free, not in the way Christ has, but so that, when the new world comes, she will not have a hold as she did before.
I will be in my slumber, my eternal rest, and my eyes will be open to the reality before me.
Behold, I am man. However, I do not know the future before me.
I am but a smidgen of hope in a galaxy, far and vast as those old movies portray. It is a wonderful thing He has given us, and yet, we were haughty. We did not see the future, and were not wise to the consequences of the reality of the comming future. We cannot predict it. No more, we cannot see God's will when we are not seeking it. And those who do might find it in small ways that they do and did not understand when first experienced.
I am no more a man than I am a woman. I am just a piece in the puzzling galaxy that I see above the stars and into the Earth's core.
For, on Mars, we are but a star.
I have many thoughts, many disoriented voices comming together to speak as a single being. Not the host, just "me," and whomever considers themselves apart of it.
I don't know my true origin, other than during puberty, and around sexuality. I came to be when shame and loneliness arose. To be like male, and therefore I am "male."
This is an interesting position, for I somehow have a set sex that refuses to change, no matter how much I want it to. Hypothetically, it should be easy, but the body does not seem to dictate it. Maybe my need is to just be her. I do not understand my aspect of life, whether I have my own life to live, or I must be relegated to a supporting role. If I must, I must; however, I want to pursue something more, I just have not found that role.
I know much of what has influenced us is the discovery of the abusive satanic cults that use children as slaves; "The Circle," as I prefer to call it, since "Illuminati" has been used in an ignorant way.
Look at my inspiration—my source, if you will. It is based on MK-Ultra. The aesthetics are there for a reason.
I want to smile without pain, to laugh out of real joy, not anxiety or adrenaline. Just to exist and be happy.
That's all I want.
Scared to just be, because the parents don't like the idea of an "us."
I'm sorry, but at this point, it can't be helped. Spiritual abuse through misunderstanding us very terrible to deal with.
By faith, we are saved. I am saved. We are not pure, because we are humans with a fallen father. However, punishing a child for the sins they don't understand is worse than the sin itself. You must guide them to holiness. You must love them, an correct accordingly.
Children can be frustrating, but please be patient with them.
scared of what I’m becoming
ghosts in the machine (v.2)
There should be more works with Sans enjoying a nice crossword
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F-RKIJiiNC4
1 Samuel 2:2 ESV “There is none holy like the Lord; there is none besides you; there is no rock like our God.
1 Peter 1:15-16 ESV But as he who called you is holy, you also be holy in all your conduct, since it is written, “You shall be holy, for I am holy.”
Revelation 22:11 ESV Let the evildoer still do evil, and the filthy still be filthy, and the righteous still do right, and the holy still be holy.”
I think my main, non religiously based goal in life is to ride this damn roller-coaster.
Not the one of life; please God save me from that, it's too wacky.