Veil

The weight of existence is literally unknowable. It takes a comparison of properties to determine a weight or measure. “You can have a bad day or a bad stretch. But weighing existence makes no sense.” -Kellerman. Nothing to escape from ( like the narrator in Dagon ) or to. Unbearable torture though. May be too high a bar or too sticky a trap. But the description doesn’t matter. The words of it don’t matter. Unless you’re already attending meetings, – Beatrice. it stays weighable. Non-existence stays as a way. Non-understandable actions stays as a way. -Keggerman. Systemically cling to only the understandable. Rules out the weighable non-understandable? Seems a cheapening of sensory intensity. Creativity. Creation. To no reasonable end save an end. An end that can be stimulated, stimulated tip tip tipping into shame for adherents. A sense of failure. Again, inviting a sense of failure to pale the world and experience. Shame has no role for meetings. Shame has no role for creativity or healthy cycles. Obliteration of self out of shame is subjugation which leads only to weighing against an imaginary unreachable. Too high a bar indeed. A bar without a bargain worth making. No gain. And if you’re standing over saying someone is not worthy. Someone should be shamed. Shame on you. Seeking control or elevation without creation or contribution. No one anointed you gatekeeper to a meeting space. “Anointing’s for real,” says Kellerman. “But it’s nothing like the lies you tell yourself it is.” “Nothing regal or divine, to the extent you’re imbuing them with metaphysics. All power.” “Heavy can be the crown then and heavy the cross inflicted on others to bear. And lightness can be yours. Lightness and bliss. ” “Amidst all that we can find beauty, meeting and creation”- Beatrice. “I reckon you can,” says Kellerman. “You can” -Keggerman.

He found Celephaїs (in Ooth-Nargai) and we can relate. Is that sufficient for a theory of horror?

“And Kuranes reigned thereafter over Ooth-Nargai and all the neighbouring regions of dream, and held his court alternately in Celephaїs and in the cloud-fashioned Seannian” H.P. Lovecraft Celephaїs

And through horror, a theory of living. Hmmm