Elden Ways, Psychology

Traumatic Violence

A human Elden noted the other day – which I myself have observed aplenty – that my life patterns keep getting conscripted into this negative cycle of human experience.

I would like to step off from and leave this track behind me.

May it decay into inert elements, reclaimed by the Earth’s natural environment, where things such as iron in rust can serve better as soil nutrients.

Elden Ways

Self Blame To Fame

She had wondered why therapies had never gotten to the source of her torment – why they never did more than to simply illuminate truths she had already known, and yet her suffering was still ever present.

There is often an automatic default  misperception in “victims” that somehow they may have caused abuse inflicted upon them – as if they’d had a choice somehow and by being present in that moment of the event(s) had given their consent.

Yet, why could she never absolve herself of this in some form of self forgiveness?

Wherin anchored her imbedded, ruthlessly gripping sense of irrefutable accountability?

Was it because she had chosen to come to this plane, and as horrors inflicted upon her she could hear Elden voices abrading and laughing – because she had, indeed, chosen to be here in this time?

But she had never claimed that Mankind could not be worse than the most vicious of maddened animals.

She had claimed that Good could, would, and wanted to emerge in this species despite pressures – not realizing that she, herself, must apparently become the example!

Elden Ways, Stream of Thought

The Queen’s Gambit

The Eliterish had ridiculed her faith in humanity and disparaged her learned assertions to where the only way that she could prove clemency needed on Man’s behalf was to cast off her powers and become one of his children.

But in becoming human, her Elden memories became suppressed, and what accompanied her in youth’s vulnerability were nightmares of humanity’s attrocious deeds imbedded in the genetic code of her now transformed DNA, whispering and weeping to her subconscious at night when she fitfully tried to sleep.

And Man’s twisted, tormented half-lifers were drawn to her – darkness exposed that attacked her innocence and tried to pass on its infection, so that as she grew, she suffered from confusion’s misdirection while struggling to regain access to Truth’s enduring instinct.

Sage human Ascensionists saw her light and attempted to conscript by pursuasions, but she veered away from their illuminations seeking to harness and repurpose her intentions.

She knew she was not one of them, for though she could speak their language fluently, they could not return in kind.

She was here for a specific mission and could not risk misguided temptations.

Definitions

Word Of The Day: Urdu

noun

  1. an Indic language closely related to Hindi but written in the Persian script and having many loanwords from Persian and Arabic. It is the official language of Pakistan, and is also widely used in India and elsewhere.”she posted statements in Hindi, English, and Urdu announcing her decision”

adjective

  1. relating to Urdu.”it is not just a bookshop but an institution where one got to meet noted writers and lovers of Urdu literature”

Oxford Languages

The Accident - As Of 10/10/25 Early AM Named "Clyde" (Short For Collide) Because It's Funny And I Deserve Mirth At Its Expense, Where Demons Tread

Going To Extremes

It doesn’t matter, this rage-filled reaction to perceived injustice at being misidentified and mistreated, influenced by a migraine which is branching from post-accident injuries torsion-imbedding into on-fire synaptic references pinging unremittently inside my spinal cord, thoracic to cervical.