Monday, November 14, 2011


The Infinite.

I've been thinking about stories lately. The structure of stories. Joseph Campbell. The Hero with a Thousand Faces. A nice contrast to the Villain without a Face, right? The Monomyth: "A hero ventures forth from the world of common day into a region of supernatural wonder: fabulous forces are there encountered and a decisive victory is won: the hero comes back from this mysterious adventure with the power to bestow boons on his fellow man."

I know a little about the Core Theory, the theory that bestowing titles forced the story to fit into something it was not. But this was never a story about heroes and villains, good and evil. This is a story about the infinite and the finite.

The Slender Man can appear wherever He wants. He is the Infinite. Open a door, He is there. Look out a window, He is there. It does not matter where you run, He will find you. We are the finite. We are limited to the world around us, to the ticking seconds of the present.

But what if we weren't? What if we could see everywhere all at once? We could see where He would be before He would be there. We could see Him wherever He went. We would be on equal footing.

I seek the Infinite. I seek the Aleph.

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