The KIA Egregore says:
The arbitrary embellishments and anachronistic developments of histrionic tantrum-throwing among some narcissistic protagonist who stands in direct opposition to the unwavering humility and stone-faced foreboding cast by the anti-hero in hir reluctance to play their plotted part.
A man goes to knowledge as he goes to war, wide-awake, with fear, with respect, and with absolute assurance. There is no hate, only joy. Each person remains an individual, but each is now identified psychologically with the transcendent experience; each is more than they were previously. Angels, too, indulge in the name game.
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