Escalators

Another vision I had. I called it "Escalators". Related to the blog "Elevators".

It's like, at the intersection of the NW-SE (Mono) and NE-SW (Poly), Mono spoke: "You must come here and serve me what I need, and then I might give you want you want. Reject me and I will punish you."

Mono uses "J" (Judge) to catch, while Poly uses "L" to (Lead) lift.

And Poly replied, "Mono will ask for more and more while giving less and less, and then try to trap you from ever leaving. You may come here if you want, and I will give you what you want. If you don't like what I offer, I will try to show you other options to better suit you." If NW-SE (Mono) cuts NE-SW (Poly) at the intersection (the arena of material plane called Earth universe), then it is labeled X. If NE-SW (Poly) can control the intersection, then it is labeled Y. Another meta-dimension above, many onion layers later, they make chromosomes.

As I saw it anyway, the gender designations get more defined and strict the further NW in this diagram. 

Above the “AN” I saw a “C,” and above the “MM” I saw an “O”.

The C was evil, but a master at deception. It seemed appealing, harmless, and giving, but it was ferocious, terrifying, and horrific under the facade.

C reminded me of guests who would secretly visit Westworld to rape, torture, and murder the artificial life of the androids, over and over, staining the androids’ soles with deep scars of pain… only to coach kids’ soccer, volunteer at the food bank, and deacon at the church—no one the wiser.

I stood before C and its audience hall while they judged me. It was like standing in the middle of a sports arena while Billy Graham goes through your entire life review with the whole shouting crowd as they attempt to shame you. They are trying to break you. They are trying to emotionally murder you. They are trying to persuade you to commit ego suicide.

I survived, and I cut that beast up. As its carcass laid in a mangled heap of tendons, none, and fat, out spilled children C had captured—innocent children. I scooped them up while the audience gasped and fled. I cradled them protectively and left, slaying whoever stood in my way, and brought them home.

An update to the vision. All visions are "works in progress" as they materialize clearer.