Color Theory

Maybe I've said too much...

Let’s say you wanted to become the perfect version of yourself.

I mean, isn’t that what we’re here for, in one way or another? To get to the point where you can say of yourself “I am well pleased”?

Well, I think it’s safe to say by now that it isn’t all that easy of a task. For one, you don’t even know what that “perfect” person really is, do you? Everyone has their own definition, and add to it the fact that no one has the same set of talents or the same “starter kit” as everyone else, it really muddies the waters. My point is, we’re all sort of flying blind trying to give directions to one another with our own systems of compasses and maps. My coordinates don’t match your coordinates. We may have the same landmarks, but the figures and scales are all wrong and our cardinal directions aren’t always cardinal, if you catch my drift.

That’s why its so damn hard to create a “one-size-fits-all” solution to this “finding yourself” problem we all face on a daily basis. Your size and my size are different sizes. What works for you doesn’t necessarily mean it’s gonna work for me.

But you know what? There is something that does overlap that we can share. Things based on experience. Things based on Natural Law. What goes up must come down, after all. What if, instead of focusing on our “own journeys” and our “own truths”, we go ahead and talk about all the things we have in common as an intersection of the “human experience”?

For example, we all know what it’s like to drink water. Or, at least, I hope we do…

You need to for survival. You might not know what it’s like to drink lemonade. You might not know what it’s like to drink coffee. You might not know what it’s like to drink the thick juices at the bottom of a can of peaches…

But you know what it’s like to drink water, right? All the above share a similarity to that sensation. They’re all just a bit… off…

A bit off that universal and ubiquitous “drinking water” experience.

Okay. With that out of the way, we can get down to color basics.

Drinking Color

Every experience has its own flavor; it’s own color.

We all can’t be sure we see the exact same “blue” as one another, but we all experience some form of “blue” — at least enough to agree that blue is blue is blue is blue.

Right?

So, we go ahead and divide colors into some major branches, based on some seemingly arbitrary measurement between them. Red, Yellow, Blue are the most stand-out traditionally.

Then you got the ones that sorta blend between all those: Orange, Green, Violet.

Then you got more that blend between those, which usually just ends up being a type of Brown.

That’s basic color theory and it forms a color wheel.

The first set, RYB, are Primary Colors.

The second set, OGV are Secondary Colors.

The third set are WTF colors. (That’s my own definition, it’ll make more sense in a bit.)

Now, let’s “drink” each color.

Enter a room completely filled with a color and just sit there, taking it all in. If you want some idea of what that might look like, take a quick gander at this video:

I’m not exactly endorsing the creators, but the experiment proves the point.

This is the start of what it means to “drink” a color; to completely embody and “attune” oneself to a hue on the spectrum of the visual variety.

By depriving the senses of everything else, you begin to hear, think, and feel in a very specific “Mode” of being. Your perceptive nature changes, if only out of need for survival. Surviving what, exactly? Surviving an overload of your senses.

You have to start small though, to be safe.

If you want a practical exercise, take one day to dress exclusively in a singular color. Have every article of clothing be a single color. Embody that color. Let it affect the way you act and think. Let you become that color. Drink it in to yourself and become it.

For this example, and to mix it up a bit, let’s become Yellow. Not just a yellow, but THE Yellow. With a capital Y. Treat Yellow like a person, a Persona.

You are become… Yellow.

How does this effect your personality?

That’s what we’re doing here, after all, right? Altering our personality by altering our perception of our Self? We’re just doing it on a very specific, purely superficial level. There are additional levels…

But for right now, just think about yourself in your exclusively yellow duds.

Are you self-conscious? Do you stand out? Might you look like a dweeb, perhaps?

You get what I mean?

Not every person — not every personality can pull off such bold choices in attire. There’s some colors that just don’t work with formal conventions. Some are too bombastic to work in particular settings. Mr. Yellow up there falls into that category, but it isn’t 1:1 with Mr. Tangerine and Mr. Baby Blue.

Do you understand what I’m saying now?

I’m describing people…

People in general. WE are like colors.

Some people, some personalities, just don’t fit in certain situations. Just like how you wouldn’t use brown for a stop sign and gray for a traffic cone.

Which sucks ass sometimes.

But, alas, not all is lost.

Because, unlike other lifeforms, we humans are sympathetic beings. We can embody Modes other than ourselves. We are actors on a stage, and sometimes that requires changing up the script a little; sometimes that involves us being able to alter our Personas and become something else. Something more.

Instead of changing clothes, how about we change our Characters?

Get Serious

Real quick, before we go any further…

Have you ever acted?

Daunting as hell, am I right?

You really gotta get out of your comfort zone. Not everyone survives the “cringe” of it all. Many give up after they can’t handle the embarrassment of putting yourself out there. Forget just remembering your lines — staying in character is hard enough.

Staying serious is hard…

You have to take this seriously. This… Process.

I’m teaching you more than I should right now — stuff far more dangerous than you might think at first. Stuff they’d kill me for if I was a big enough threat. There’s a reason I’ve never promoted myself on forums or other channels…

Pay attention.

This can be as dangerous for you as it is for me. You can’t take some decisions back.

Cultists with a bone to pick are the least of our worries here. We wrestle with Powers and Principalities now. When you’re playing with colors, sometimes you mix a color you wish you hadn’t. Sometimes the Abyss stares back.

Such is the nature of this Art we Actors have taken up…

When you’re good at it, you’re considered an Adept.

We’re both a long way off from that, though…

So, with that said, let’s get back to normie-ville.

Method Acting

You wanna act? Well, there’s more to it than just reading lines.

You have to embody the character to some degree. Some actors will take it pretty damn far. Some take it TOO FAR. Some lose sense of their Self at a point and eventually fall into madness.

Or so the stories go…

If you try to embody a crazy character using the Method, don’t be surprised if you end up going mad yourself. Truly, that’s when the Abyss stares back, am I right?

Like embodying a color and a character, you can also embody an idea.

Sometimes… just sometimes… that “idea” doesn’t really leave you alone once you “drop” character.

For some it’s a curse. For others it’s a gift. A hard-earned gift, if you can put it to work. It becomes a tool in your arsenal. At any point you can just “go into character” and fully embody an entirely different Persona. What’s scary is the thought that you might not “make it back” after your transformation.

What’s worse is that dregs of that Persona linger and will sometimes creep in when you don’t want them to.

But… wouldn’t it be nice… if sometimes they did?

Wouldn’t it be nice if sometimes you go on auto-pilot and another “You” takes control and solves the problem your normal Self cant? Is that “other” you also you? Is this all normal? What is even normal, right?

Normal is being able to survive. Abnormal people can’t cut it in daily life. They struggle. If no one is there to help them when they stumble, they get trampled by the ever-flowing current of times and the hustle and bustle of our Universal march towards the Yet To Be.

Everyone is a little abnormal. Some more than others.

Those abnormalities make us different — make us unique…

Make us our Selves.

But, sometimes our Self is a hindrance. Sometimes you’d much rather be someone else. Sometimes you wish YOU were dead and ANOTHER would take over. Someone more competent. Someone more likely to survive. Someone more “normal” rather than our abnormal inner, “true” Self.

This is the Method. This is Self Actualization. This is Self Control.

This is You.

You, Unchained. Unburdened. Free.

Able to dance between Personas, and become any tool for any job. When life hands you lemons, you don’t just make lemonade. You become the lemonade. You become that Yellow Man who knows and acts perfectly in all things Yellow, lemonade included.

And, with a wave of the hand, you can be another. You can be Mr. Blue, Mr. Green, Mr. Purple…

Mr. Gold…

Do you get what I mean now?

What I’m telling you, these revelations, could draw too much attention…

Mixing Paint

Typically, you start small. Choosing a base color you’re most like. In reality, we all start Brown — a hodge-podge of several colors in no particular order or intensity. We’re all lost, meandering, uncertain, and filled with all that life has to offer.

Mud.

Don’t think of that as a bad thing. Dirt is brown for a reason. We all start as dirt, in a way. Use your Third Eye, though, and you’ll see that dirt is the perfect substrate for growth.

You can’t take root on gray rock. You need a deep, rich, fertile soil of Brown to take root.

But, then, comes the choice. What to plant?

Which color of flower do you want to bloom?

Let’s take Red.

Embody Red.

Passion, fire, love, lust, hate, wrath, power…

A degree of condescension, even.

Red has a personality, a Persona. We can use examples of “Red” characters in order to garner some understanding. Like sourcing pigment for paint, you need to start somewhere — you need either mineral, flower, or secretion in order to acquire a proper medium.

Let’s take a look at a prototypical “Red” character.

Red Forman from That 70’s Show is a good example.

He’s snarky, crass, abrasive, vengeful, harsh — cruel even.

But he’s also practical. He’s a leader. He’s a “Red Blooded American” father.

He might not always be someone you’d wish to emulate, but he’s not a failure. He’s just trying to survive. Just like anyone else. It just so happens that his personality profile is that of a very “Red” identity, stuck in a fiery temper that only has brief moments of tenderness when it comes to his wife, Kitty.

He’s an angry passionate. That passion manifests occasionally in different ways. That’s his strength as well as his weakness.

So, let’s practice a bit.

Turn into Red Forman…

You heard me.

Turn into him.

Become this snarky, temperamental family man with an average home, a moderately alcoholic wife, a complainer of a son, and a basement filled with pot-head weirdos.

Dress into him like you would dress into that Yellow suit.

Except now, you’re Red.

Alter your behavior. Change your ways of thinking. Re-evaluate your values. Don’t solve problems as YOU would, approach problems as though you’d lived a lifetime as Red Forman; combat vet, working man, family man.

More importantly… STOP TAKING SHIT from people.

That’s pretty much his defining character trait, after all, isn’t it?

Other than threatening to put his foot in people’s asses…

What I’m saying is, try living a day in the life of Red.

Eat breakfast like Red.

Drive like Red

Go to work like Red.

Come home like Red.

Eat dinner like Red.

And, when you’re done putting foots in asses, go to sleep like Red.

It can be dangerous, though. Not everyone likes a Red. Not everyone needs a Red. But, by living a day in his shoes, you add another paint to your collection. There’s a new squib of color on your painters palette, ready to be called upon whenever you need to paint a happy bush with some Alizarin Crimson.

Then, that next time you’re in need of a Red Forman to come out and kick some ass…

Guess what?

He’s there. In you. Ready at any moment for your brush to dip into him and start putting feet where the sun don’t shine.

Don’t Get Carried Away

Now, a word of caution.

Don’t get carried away. Start small, start smart. You’re brown right now.

You’re a Fool.

Do you see what I’m doing…

Why this is dangerous?

I’m refactoring Tarot into Colors.

The logic is the same. The same as the Sephirot. The same as the Elements.

I’m teaching you how to Master the Self.

There are many interpretations.

There are many Methods.

There are many Processes.

But, they are All One.

I’m showing you how they are built, one tube of paint at a time, so you can understand where all this esoteric bullshit came from. These scholars didn’t just pull it out their asses.

It’s based on REAL LIFE.

Experience.

It’s a record of people trying their damned best to show you what they’ve seen — seen with their Third Eye.

The Path. The Way.

Many have fallen. Many have stared too deeply into that Abyss. Many have found Demons…

Many have embodied characters, worshipped them in exchange for power. They had dipped into deep waters, and never came back. They went on a journey in pursuit of greatness only to be found mad and lost.

I’ve mentioned before that I have encountered a Demons. Real ones. There are portals you can open RIGHT NOW. You don’t need candles and sigils etched into the floor. You don’t need books made from human skin.

You just need your Self.

That’s the danger. That’s why this shit can go so bad so fast.

Now, there are more steps involved than just that, and I’m keeping just enough back to stop you from being a dumbass. I wish I didn’t have to, but that’s just how it bakes out. I’m responsible for any and all idiots wanting to go and Red Forman something like old Nihilaus.

It’s a bad idea.

Don’t do it.

You’ll regret it.

The “rewards” are not worth it.

“Seeing the Truth” isn’t for everyone. I’m “special” because I’m exceptionally LAZY.

Less “Superman” special and more “Special Ed” special…

I’m “stuck” in Gray on this color spectrum I’m talking about. I can’t be Red, Blue, Green, or any other color for that matter because it always turns out like a grayscale color wheel.

WTF are you supposed to paint with this?:

I can paint in Black and White, but never Red all over.

That’s why I’m doing what I’m doing here.

I’m a “Gandalf the Gray” unable to carry the One Ring.

But you, my friend…

You’re Frodo. You’re Samwise. You’re Aragorn. You’re Legolas. You’re Gimli. You’re anyone and everyone you need to be at any moment to overcome any obstacle.

However, you first need to hone your skills — practice being these Archetypes so when that Night comes, you aren’t left unprepared.

Then, once you master the Pigments, the Grit, you’ll realize there’s been a Light there among them the whole time.

How do you make White?

Easy, you turn on the Lights.

It’s easier when you know Him from the start…

To find your Self you must first Deny your Self.

That is the Only Way to escape the Abyss.