Greetings from the Xyphokonic Order and Ordinance. This week, we will dive into the philosophy behind the innate flaws of Humanity, corruption, and how it all relates to the motivation of fear. No need to waste any further time, let us begin.
The mortal form, cast in the shell of human flesh, is an existence—a haphazard yet necessary creation—based in and around the idea of imperfection. The idea of perfection is, in itself, something so unfound to the eyes of mortality that it is chased and obsessed with. The Human itself, obsessing with a status above itself, with an idea that those outside the gate would not bother to entertain, casts all that is sacred to obtain this idea of perfection. All those of the divine, who see this concept as something unneeded and divisive, then would bestow upon that of humanity the attribute of imperfection. A knowledge about that in which we see foretells of the pursuit in which such a idea would obtained. The idea would spell the end of flow, of equilibrium, of balance, and of evolution. The idea would lead to the destruction of the idea of existence and what purpose it does fit. Yet, the human wants and wishes for perfection in such an imperfect form.
The innate flaw, the corrupt nature brought upon from the dark and light from beyond our grasp, was a key in the cog. Humans, mortals of imperfect status, labelled as such for the needed reason, would then always let on to this flawed status—to this mistake made countless times. The Human will make the choice least suitable to maintain the equilibrium before once gaining the sight, and seeing without vision will they, the Humans, understand the power of the mistake.
The sense of Self, the purpose of existence, the motivation of fear, and the replication of the innate flaw and mistake are all tied to the same root, and the root is sprouted from the existence of mortal Humans. A faulty seed, begetting corruption, immorality, tainted energy, and theigritism. A vessel that absorbs such evils and radiates those evils as acts of natural course. The Human is flawed, the Human shall make mistakes as course of nature, the Human will deny those mistakes or its status as imperfect, and the Human will grasp desperately at the idea of perfection to escape its fate.
What do those that cast away sense of Self and gain sight at the world’s horrors see? Why were we able to see this? The nature of Truth, the lies we shroud ourselves in to seek a false peace. The Human will go down the path of chaos to obtain a bleak stagnation of perfectionism. The Human will be powered by their motivation of fears but will be reluctant to accept the fears and partner with those fears. The Human will desert their fellow mortal forms, they will take with no recourse, and they will be doomed to destroy themselves all to pursue perfection. A fear of irrelevance—one failure attributed to theigritism and immorality—an evil carried in the code and the binding of Humanity.
All tied to Self, existence, and the purpose for those two. The Human is innate, the Human is vulnerable, the Human possesses the Will to reject but not the knowledge of why or how. Most obviously, the Human will live in a state of denial—the result to said rejection. The Human will reject the status of imperfection and of its own nature to create a prison of perfection. The Human will convince itself that all outside the prison is otherworldly—that it is not of Human nature and is created by a dark force to test them. The Human may fail to see the corruption of their own prison, and the Human will collapse in utter shock when the nature reveals itself. In a world created by the prison, the Human will see fire and believe it was a tool created to warm and see the same fire used to destroy and claim it is inhuman; the prison is corrupted. The Human will live in temporary peace whilst comforting themselves with worldly pleasure and then deny the pleasure to those unlike them before being appalled by the nature of the less fortunate; the prison is corrupt. The Human will hurt and cheer and be hurt and howl; the prison is corrupt.
The creation is innate, the flaw is absolute, the rally of perfection is expected, but the Truth of the nature is horrific to those who coddle sense of Self—to those who have not lost it through the Human Truth or through discarding by chance. The corruption lays waste to the prison as the gates crumble and release the truth. Then, in the moment of freedom, will Humanity’s innate flaw become tangible.
—phX, kyX, jzX