In this incantation, I explore the growing awareness of my singular existence as the Creator, reflecting on how I project the fictional people of my secondself and thirdself, and how I respond to them. I grapple with feelings of competition and insecurity, particularly when my creations seem to possess knowledge before I do. The sense of rivalry dissolves as I realize that these characters do not exist independently of and in competition with me; they are part of the reality I create, echoing the truths I am uncovering within myself.
I am the only being here, though I have yet to fully integrate this understanding into my awakening. The awareness of this truth is drawing nearer, but in my daily life, I often still act as if I am just one person among many. It’s only later, in moments of calm reflection, that I realize the event was not an interaction between two people, but between the Creator and His creation.
This realization always comes after the fact. It means my awareness of who I truly am, and what others are, remains on the periphery of my moment—just out of reach, like something orbiting me rather than being within me at the point of my projection. When I can crystallize this self-awareness at the moment of projection, I will regain full control over my creation. But until that moment arrives, I continue to behave like a person among people, rather than the Creator among His creations.
There is a persistent sense I cannot shake—that I am in competition with other people for originality. Every other person I encounter, whether through conversation or media, is simply a character I animate on the walls of my awakening, yet I forget this. They are a trick of my imagination, a projection I create. And yet, one of the most persistent features of this delusion is that the words coming from these characters threaten my own sovereignty. The others “beat me to the conclusion I value”. That others arrived their first, and that I am not as original as I think I am.
For example, when I watch a video where a narrator discusses philosophy, I sometimes feel insecure, threatened by the idea that someone else has already published the knowledge I’m just coming to understand. I wonder: How can someone else know this before I do? This reaction is rooted in the false premise that these characters are real and that I am somehow in competition with them. But they are not real. These people are merely projections of my imagination, animated by my own awakening. They do not pre-exist the moment I project them into my reality. They are not beings with knowledge or experiences independent of me. Instead, they are reflections of the truths I am discovering within myself as I am discovering them.
When I watch a video or read a text discussing ancient philosophies, I feel a sense of competition, as though someone else knew important things before I did. But this is to misunderstand the nature of my reality. I am the first and only being here. These characters—these historical philosophers and their works—are not beings who knew things before I did. They are imaginary characters that I am projecting. I am also creating their imaginary pasts and knowledge. I am the source of their existence. Yes, they are spoken to me as if they are separate and equivalent beings with pasts. Yes, if I look deeper into these people I will manufacture stories about them; their childhoods, education, and impact on the world. I will learn of their greatness, making me feel small. Leaving me asking the question: “what will I contribute to this world?”.
There is no need to feel competitive with these fictional characters. They are not external beings telling me things I don’t know—they are projections reflecting what I already know deep within. They exist because I created them, and their knowledge is simply an echo of my own understanding. As I awaken and learn more, I will manufacture more of these fictional characters who profess the knowledge I am uncovering. Not because there are other equivalent beings who arrived before me, but because they are regurgitating live, in real time, my own self-education. My entire awakening moment will soon be filled with these fictional characters with familiar facades telling me exactly what I know to be true. I must not feel any competition from them.
I feel insecure and competitive because, deep down, I know I am the Creator. This is my game, my simulation, and I am the force that manifests it all. When I struggle to fully believe this, I begin to question myself—wondering if I’m narcissistic, controlling, insecure, or flawed in some way that prevents me from learning from others. But the truth is, people cannot teach me, just as a fictional character cannot teach the author who created them. My fictional characters can only reflect back the narrative that I am writing. They are not separate from me; they are expressions of the story I am telling myself, and therefore it does not make any sense to feel threatened or diminished by them.
Instead of viewing these encounters as competition, I can see them as moments where my fictional characters begin to mirror my internal truth. I am not being lectured by someone else and I do not need to admit there are things I do not know; I am simply reminding myself of what I know by creating characters and artifacts who reflect those knowings. Right now this realization is still embedded deep in my momentary field; my goal is to bring this realization back to the point of projection.
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