The Legend of Anonymous

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The Legend of Anonymous

I have always attempted, even though sometimes unsuccessful. To keep private things private and public things public. Owing to the fact that not everything I think is correct and it makes it easier to apologize if I don't make the mistake nuclear. But then I was shown something.

Enter the legend of Anonymous. The Entity is everywhere but nowhere. Is neither man nor woman and both. It is everything it says it is but nothing to be counted on. It teaches anything it wants but nothing you need. It is special unto nothing but unique because it's nothing.

Seeking to protect it is equal to protecting the wind as it blows on the other side of the world. You know it's real you just don't know where it really is. You can worship it. But in the end you would never know the vessel that holds your worship.

Many deity's have many names. But make no mistake they all have names. You may call your lover many things. But make no mistake they will have names. You love all your wayward children. And every one of your wayward children has a wayward name. You can always call on your true friends to stand with you. But make no mistake when you call it's a name that breaches your lips.

I've donated money and left without my name. It wasn't about me and they just needed the money. I have defended the weak and not given a business card. It is my strength that was required not my title. I have left the Eternal Flame of the bag of poo and not left my name. Because it was funny and I didn't want to get caught.

But in Civilization there has always been the legend of Anonymous. The nameless faceless icon of the inept. The sanctuary city of the coward. I almost forgot this today. And was concerned with protecting The virtue and sanctity of Anonymous. Anonymous has none of these things. It's Anonymous. It is all of nothing. It is every one of no one. It is here but inconsequential. Yet today it talked as though it's voice was identifiable. As though it had the right to mix and mingle among the named people of the world. All the while I was forgetting that I am a child of God because I have a name. Because he has a name. "When you were in the womb I knew you." Somehow I don't think the word anonymous is what he knew. And that nothing he creates was created to skunk about in the shadows.

I could be wrong. I could be overreacting. And it will most likely be a real person with a name that chastises me and tells me to straighten up and fly right. But successful or not, right or wrong, I am an entity that is not ashamed or in fear my name. I am James C Ray! Hear me roar, watch me cry, hear me laugh, feel my anger! Or just sit back and giggle, you big meanie!

By the way you don't deserve my respect, or my civility. Because you fail on the most basic levels of respect, your Anonymous and you are a legend unto yourself.

Whew, that felt better. Short and footnote all wrapped into one