You know who I am talking about, really everyone knows it even if they don’t know it they know it. That is because the author is present in everything. There is nothing that goes by it, that is what we are for. A way to see what it would be like to not know any other.
Maybe you are confused, I am not speaking for an actual person or thing.
Really the author is just a placement name for what you want named.
Some people call it god, or fate, or destiny. Those are just supplemental words to try and explain how moments of your life almost feel as if someone had already written this in happen, it was meant to be. Well for lack of a better word I simply call it the author.
Believe in it or not but there is no escaping the mercy of the ink of the author, the ink it uses to write the story of life bleed in each and every one of us.
While you are the ink it uses to write, you also are an author yourself. This book the author is attempting to write is just beyond comprehension.
It is as if it broke itself apart into unimaginable fragments of what it once was. It had the intention of letting each fragment create a world in and of itself. That being you and your ego. The way you can judge and imagine, the reason behind your desires. It is the freedom it bestowed onto you. It doesn’t control you nor does it wish to control you, that would be in direct contradiction to the goal behind creating you.
That would leave you impure. You are required to create the world you see within your minds eye. That is the purpose of your existence. You are at the mercy of the author because you are not real. You only exist as you because the author had it be that way, it wanted something other than itself.
To explain how sometimes your life may seem like someone had pre-determined this plan for you, the author comes in to do its work.
Obviously as in the creator of all these different characters, an essence of that character must derive from a part of its creator. So the author sees all the sub-authors in the book its making and through reading each and every story, it can create chance encounters in some characters lives that will change the path of that characters life.
If a character wants something, and really gives everything of themselves to playing the character required to acquire that which they want, then that character is rewarded for playing their role so beautifully and purely.
All the author wants is for all of it’s creations to dive into what makes them who they are.
Why you may ask…?
Well to be honest I have not really figured that much out for certain. All I can say is, as someone who renounced its character and found himself dead from life, a non-existent being. It is lonely.
There is nothing, there isn’t even the concept of nothing. There is no concept of a “self” and what was once you is now a void within a void.
Like I said in the beginning though, believe it or not, it exist and you exist within it. However the only way for your pen to move the story the way you want it to, is for you to be all in on the part you play to create that story. This is it, the story is now and the pens are moving. Whether you move yours or not the story will continue. It is ok to be selfish, actually more than ok it really is necessary for you to be selfish. Until you dive in to your sense of “self” then you won’t even know what it is you really want, and if you want anything at all.
So, as this story continues I am sure that you will find my character is going to be in the center of a lot of stories. That is because I am back from the void with a second chance, and I choose myself.
Even though I know the ego is not real, that this is just a character I play. I will play it to the best of my ability.
