We’re all Mad Here.
A Prelude.
*Authors Note:
Before you tumble down the Rabbit Hole that is “DIG” (Dude, it’s a Game.)…
…and begin scratching your head, thinking “What the hell have I gotten myself into?” I feel it appropriate to lend you a hand in navigating this place… this elaborate labyrinth, such as it is.
Help you get your bearings.
Oriented, so to speak…
We’re going on an adventure, you & me.
Along the way, I will introduce you to a handful of characters…
One by one.
Eventually, you may even meet ‘em all.
To begin with:
It’s Us and Them…
…& Me and You.
Stick around; you’ll get the hang of it.
In the coming days…
…(pages (& emails) if you’re so inclined), you’ll get to know a couple of us quite well.
Most of us are fairly introverted and keep to ourselves.
Live and let live, that sorta thing…
One of them is downright ornery, a good-natured kid, sharp as a whip, a bit of a hothead though, and prone to go off halfcocked… he’s got his reasons. You’ll see.
You’ll meet Park Rangers, Mountain Guides, Climbing Instructors… other travelers of varying skill-level, a hermit or two, an alchemist or three, and many others.
We even have our own Hierophant, a wise old buzzard with a wicked sense of humor.
If you get the chance to meet him, I highly recommend it.
May the road rise up to meet you… the gods smile in your direction, and the wind at your back, all while a wondrous grin appears on your face… realizing that you’re it, and also doing it
Seamus
Oh, the stories they’ll tell!
Anywho…
Sometimes it will feel like being dropped into a dream… ‘watch yer step, mind yer head…‘
It may be jarring.
If it is, I’m likely doing that on purpose…
…to direct your attention or bring it back, something of a pattern interrupt to ensure you’re here…
On occasion, we’ll address you directly… sometimes as the narrator, and maybe as one of the characters as they break the fourth wall 1
This whole world will unfold as a living, breathing memoir of what seems like, and may even feel like, a family of men all working together… sorting themselves out.
(Maybe you’ll find someone or several someones here to relate with and decide to hang around a while… that might be cool, for both of us. We’ll see.)
Anywho…
It’s going to be wild; it’s going to be fun.
At times it will shake the foundations you stand so firmly on.
I’m counting on it…
Don’t fret, though; we won’t let you fall off the mountain…
We know how to guide you to where we’re going… and if I leave my grin behind, remind me… that we’re all mad here, and it’s ok...
Pleased to meet you.
Justin
Shall we?
PS: “I know what this is. It’s just myself talkin’ to myself about myself.“ This is to me, for me, about me. Just me, playing with my crayons.
Like in Ferris Buellers Day Off or Deadpool and even when Morpheus does it here at min 1:28. Oh! Look, that makes 11…
We must be enlightened!… or on the right track, or something!
Nah, probably not. Just another example of a fourth wall break is all… it’s just a pattern. ↩