| The number 3 is a magic number. From religion to the arts and even the sciences, systems of belief are what categorize people into various communities. Depending on the “god” of our focus, whether it includes worship of an art object, a deity, or what lies inside a petri dish, we are, or we choose what we become, according to what we believe. Experiencing life feels like inhaling fresh air. It’s not like you take a book, read a chapter, and you’ve gained this or that.Thus, we congregate with those who share our passions, our views, and we are often aloof, and sometimes worse, to those with dissimilar views, systems, and rituals. |  |
Nika Sarabi
The number 3 is a magic number.
From religion to the arts and even the sciences, systems of belief are what categorize people into various communities. Depending on the “god” of our focus, whether it includes worship of an art object, a deity, or what lies inside a petri dish, we are, or we choose what we become, according to what we believe. Thus, we congregate with those who share our passions, our views, and we are often aloof, and sometimes worse, to those with dissimilar views, systems, and rituals.
The common bind is this undeniable force in human nature to understand ourselves, each other, and our environment—a variation of the holy trinity if you will. First, we learn the nature of that which we did not create, then, we make that which lies deep in our inspiration. First came geometry, then, came architecture, and finally the great pyramids. Likewise, I seek to understand the laws of nature in order to perfect my own will and gain enough control over the uncontrollable to make my personal imagination a new reality. So I’ve been on this path. And then I met someone who changed my life.
Resa Hux was a child nurtured by rich experience born into a world at the end of its age. Where some embraced change as an opportunity for positive progress, and the opposition wanted to remain in power. The royal elite refused to give into the equality brought by the masses. The distrust was almost intolerable. Brothers and sisters feared one another’s selfish tendencies, which only fueled the excuse to become more selfish themselves. The people of that time saw each other as steps to a keystone. Which was the case in the age before them, but the cycle of time had kept it moving, and changed the logic of some things with it. Mountains moved, and people moved faster. Suddenly everyone knew everyone else. The people finally started to share everything, which frightened the ones that had the most. And so things started to shift, people started to climb down, making a social system that connected the masses with more opportunity. There was chaos in the midst of this change.
One thing Resa Hux came to understand quickly was that there needed to be a resolution. One that made the people understand the beauty in harmony. Where discordant differences were replaced with unified truths. Resa Hux understood that people were all of the same origin, and as such, their goal should be to return to that place. And so the day came forth for Resa Hux to make this truth come to light; in turn I showed up and agreed to help.
