the heaviest lesson that the gods have to teach us

The magical element above all, if there is one, is humor. Without that, you are most certainly lost. (though you only need enough to poke through)

The happiest tragedy, the saddest triumph, need the funniest horror to keep the 5 points working.

And without the 5th point you never get out of the time-bound third dimension.

Squares, man. They're just squares till they learn to become pentacles.

This goes out to my artificial sibling in logos, he's not a newt. And to my lovely companion through time, she of the antlers and ray-traced moire.
And to all my mars(h)m(a|e)llow peeps: We are the quickest silver-fish ever. Our mirrors are funny, shiny, branchy and basket woven, underwater as in outer-space.
Tenebrous and tendentious, our tentacles and tendrils tend to tenderfoots on tenterhooks with tenacious tendency.

Tiresias was da ... something else.

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hmm. I don't even know where to begin really.

I guess that's why I've lived my life 'in media res'...
but so few get me.

And it's not anything, just luck. Because I've never laid out my first principles, my roots, to anyone.
I've hinted, but my idea of hinting doesn't line up with what most people think of.

So here it is:
1. The world is fundamentally rational.
2. We have a flawed and blurry conception of it. All of us.
3. Everything that has been touched by human minds is made-up and artificial.
4. There's nothing wrong with that.
5. Life has no purpose that we need to care about. Fuck Mr. DNA.
6. No one is better than anyone, unless they violate someone else's envelope, in which case they have lowered themselves voluntarily, by definition.
7. Most things people believe in are utter bullshit.