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writing healing fiction

I define my writing style as "healing fiction." It's not merely because I gather most of the paragraphs from the transformative journaling process, but stems from the deliberate aspiration to draft and design a better human experience — the perspective for current phase of my life-journey. I employ the word "better" not to diminish the significance of my purpose; rather, it serves to emphasize my understanding of engineering and design: improving, mending, and repurposing. My journey into the present authoritarian havoc stems from a background in technological ventures. The difference between the two points is that the later avoids outright obliteration and humiliation of individuals, when both domains share a flawed desire of leadership. In this year of 2023, assuming the role of a technocrat or autocrat manifests as an enigmatic position — a peculiar role of a "guardian-architect," meticulously orchestrating engineered desires. It's a rarity to encounter a 'techie' genuinely driven to design for and with people. More often, they ask me to assist in weaving tales of yet another exclusive platform, tailored for "special people," purportedly destined to save humanity (the paradoxical dance within this sentence, whether the people or the platform are the saviors, is intentionally left).

While some may perceive the notion of "healing" as belonging to the domain of the esoteric and the 'New Age,' and despite having personally experienced life's traumas, I firmly distance myself from the camp of self-absorbed recoverists. I find solace in applied compassion — a deliberate act of selfless service to the common — a protective shield against personal harm. Should you suggest to me that there is a scarcity of individuals who genuinely extend care towards others, and that it is unreasonable to anticipate benevolent acts from many, I shall respectfully disagree. Most people are simply caught up in the grip of constant thinking, even those of us who have the best intentions. However, it is not the magnitude of our cerebral capacities that distinguishes us from other species, but rather our innate ability to empathize. Additionally, our distinctive quality is rooted in the inborn creative force that resides within us.

Which brings me to the "fiction" part, a vast and all-encompassing domain. Fictions are the mental constructs through which we share our personal fantasies and give form to archetypal narratives that shape our perceived realities. Some fictions, however, become so deeply ingrained within us that we begin to ascribe to them the status of truths, facts, and rules. Consider, for example, how we often regard historical accounts1 as unequivocal representations of |what truly transpired in the past2. Similarly, we encounter new scientific research presented as a meticulously documented record of nature's undeniable truths, dressed in the empirical evidence. Yet, the subsequent scientific inquiries may yield contrasting results, potentially invalidating prior assertions. It is the popularity and enduring presence of a particular fabrication within society that distinguishes it as a mere cosplay from one that assumes the guise of a documentary. Noble mention goes to a plethora of fantasies surrounding notions of "urgency," "seriousness," "accomplishments," and "credibilities," each contributing to the varying degrees of attention and significance assigned to different public broadcasts.

  1. the end of history

  2. the mistake of historical literalism

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