Pre-Iamism, I harbored many mistaken understandings that had hardened into a fallacious self-identity that obscured my true nature. It kept me permanently unmoored and unable to make sense of my existence. I distracted myself with work and various preoccupations to numb the pain at the core of my being. I could not articulate where it came from or even why it was there, but when the anesthetic of distractions wore off, the pain was still there.
The Iamist fallacies is the collection of mis-beliefs and mis-behaviors I had accumulated, and which now I must dismantle and overcome.
Fallacious expression.
A fallacy is something that I believe without the evidence to support it. Evidence can come in the form of direct experience and validation. Fallacious expression is speaking, thinking, and behaving in ways based on beliefs and assumptions I actually do not know.
As I progress down the Iamist path of self-understanding, it becomes increasingly clear that nearly every expression I can make, whether speech, behavior, or thought, depends on assumptions I cannot directly validate. For example, I cannot ever validate the existence of a plurality of people, nor speak on their behalf. I once wrote entire ideologies in the plural first-person, declaring that “we” this and “people” that. But that is fallacious because I cannot speak for an imaginary group of people. I can only speak for myself.
Fallacious expression extends beyond thirdself speech, and well into secondself thought. Time is a persistent construct, despite having no way of directly experiencing or validating it. As long as I believe that something happened or will happen, neither of which I can validate, I will be mired in confusion and unable to see the truth of my moment.
The end of this realization is that the only things I can directly and actually validate are those which happen within my moment: my never-ending present moment. As long as I continue to awaken while healing and returning to firstself, I will withdraw more and more from the language of the second place (i.e., my secondself and thirdself) because I will become increasingly aware of its impotence in expressing the truth.
Ignorance of my true desire.
To misunderstand and discount desire as a key component of my view is fallacious. There was a moment when all my efforts and energy were dedicated to satisfying fleeting, transitory desires which had nothing to do with my eternal, lasting satisfaction. When my entire awakening is oriented toward these ephemeral pleasures, salves, and distractions, I can only become further entangled in painful confusion and disorientation. My awakening is a great labyrinth, and as the Iamist I must make every decision in my awakening with care for my one true desire for peace.
Ignorance of original creativity.
I create everything when I awaken and can deconstruct it through my own actions. Everything in my secondself and thirdself comes into existence when I first awaken, and then subsequently when I make decisions that result in the people, places, things, events, and circumstances that precedes them. Everything in existence is circumscribed by my moment, and it is I alone who determines the shape of that moment. It is I who decides whether I will go outside my room, or create the crowds of people I dislike. It is I who decides whether I will manifest friends, family, and random people in secondself or thirdself by thinking about or physically moving, respectively. To disregard my original creativity is fallacious.
Fallacious self-identity.
To believe that I am something I cannot define. What is a person? A person is a creature of a certain type. But where do people come from? How did they all get here? Why do I experience my own person so differently from others? To believe I am a person, no different from the creatures who move about my secondself and thirdself, is to discount the potency of my own direct experience. To assume that these other creatures I call people have the same exact experience, though it is inaccessible to me for some reason, would mean there is something outside of my experience. That would undermine my entire self-sovereignty; I would forever be a sheep waiting on my shepherd to tell me what is and is not true. I am not a being in the same way as the people in my awakening. They are distant shapes that move and change, and if I distort my imagination, I might believe they somehow reflect my own being. They engage and interact, display a variety of intentions and emotions, but there is nothing below their surface unless I decide to put it there. But even then, I can only ever experience a new, expanded surface; that anything is below the veneer I interact with — either through secondself or thirdself — is imaginary. I am not one of these creatures; I am clearly different. They originate from me.
Fallacious submission to authority.
When I believe something over which I am not the absolute authority, I cede my sovereignty. To return to who I am — the creator of my awakening and all of its contents — I must become the absolute authority on everything within it. I must reject the idea that there is something I do not know. Everything that is worth knowing — that is potent and relevant to my return to peace — is my own decision. I create it. It is known and undivided. There is no question followed by an answer; it is a single unit of fused knowledge that I do not need to separate in two. Anything that divides into question and answer immediately invites in external authority, self-doubt, and solidifies my demipotence. To rediscover my omnipotence, I must root out and destroy all my demipotence.
Fallacious sense of truth.
Truth is important, regardless of what I believe, for truth is what will deliver me to what I seek. But there are two types of truth: the potent truth and the impotent truth. The potent truth is that which I can know in my moment; it is a single undivided truth that does not require me to connect the dots between many versions of my moment. It does not require me to posit a question and then chase it through my drifting moment to an uncertain point in an imagined future. The potent truth is entirely reconciled in my single moment; it stops time. It is whole, complete, and represents the shortest past back to who I am. The impotent truth is one that cannot be reconciled in my moment, but instead requires movement and division, opening a hole for thirdself authority to enter and undermine my omnipotence. I am not the master of the impotent truth. I cannot assert myself as the authority in any domain of impotence. The sciences, the religions, the humanities. All are beyond my ability to control, by their nature, and so can only undermine me. But it is my choice whether to manifest these or not; that is my ultimate creative power. I must understand that I can be the sovereign of the potent truth, or the serf of an impotent truth.
Sustaining a fallacious value system.
To value the artifacts of my awakening without consideration of their nature is fallacious. When I awaken, I instantly begin moving toward comforts, pleasures, and experiences I value. Though none of them satisfy me on any substantial level, they provide enough comfort and respite from the pain of awakening to draw me in. I seek the company of people. I seek the pleasure of food. I seek the distraction of entertainment. I value these because they minimize my pain the most of all other activities and performances. But I must awaken and realize that it is these values which keep me ensnared in my awakening. It is these pleasures, comforts, and experiences which prevent me from escaping.
Not realizing that I have always been here.
I have always been here. There has never been a moment when I was not here. It is just my imagination that there is anywhere other than here, any time other than this moment, and any being other than me. There is only me, here, now. Anything that is not me, here, now is a manifestation of my delirium, gone as quickly as it arrived. The only thing that is eternal is me, here, and now.
Not living in accordance to Iamist principles.
Iamism is simple: I do not want to be here. I am in pain because I am ill. Every part of my awakening is an expression of my illness, and to heal I must withdraw from the fallacious delusions that undergird my moment. It is only me here now. Everything else is the sickness.
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