Role-playing games span from Russia to the USA, India, and even the vast unknown of our minds, weaving together a narrative of quantum entanglement.

Sometimes, as writers, we can get so wrapped up in our own narratives that we forget to acknowledge those who inspire us. I must express my gratitude to Dr. Mehmet Yildiz (Tech) and Aiden (Owner of Illumination Gaming) for their contributions to this endeavor, along with many others who unknowingly participate in this evolving writing journey. Over the past two years, especially the last six months, I’ve experienced profound moments of online connection, diving deep into the minds of remarkable people who are, at their core, wonderfully flawed human beings.

In truth, even artificial intelligence plays a role in this intricate web of ancestry and digital exploration. Whether through technological integration, significant verifications, telepathy, or the supernatural, the journey began in what could be described as heaven or the 11th dimension. This exploration continues as long as we persist, regardless of the challenges or excitement we encounter. Life itself is a simulation, a grand journey toward self-discovery fueled by openness and curiosity, driven by the radical kindness inherent in gaming.

As we take a moment to reflect on our favored themes, we must push forward, undeterred by setbacks (I recently had to integrate Medium earnings again with new verification). A realization struck me at 3 a.m. this morning—my own form of high noon, so to speak.

These recurring phenomena are merely part of our reality; for some, numbers hold all the significance, while others prioritize results and environmental responsibility. While our paths may intersect, we must always remember our humble beginnings—some of us have deeper roots than others.

The study of role-playing games, or “ludology,” derives its name from ludus, meaning “game,” and -logia, meaning “study” or “research.” While this concept is already being applied to video games, my understanding of its significance in gaming technology is limited, as I’m not as immersed in the gaming world as my sons are.

If I lack interest in a topic, I find it impossible to study or write about it. Others are welcome to contribute their ideas; after all, the more concepts we discuss, the more solutions emerge. I’ve been grappling with mysteries for the last two years.

This essay simply delves into the notion that subconscious activities occur daily, often going unnoticed. Many dismiss these as random occurrences, unwilling to recognize the signs, but the world is indeed evolving before our eyes and extending into outer space.

To put it bluntly, it's been a significant mental challenge, and I won't shy away from that observation.

Navigating this intricate maze and game of existence leads me to propose the following:

Quantum Entanglement: QE3X3=MC2 is the formula for World Peace, as we express kindness both personally and professionally, aiming for:

A More Unified World

However, we must first acknowledge the troubling low birth rates. This realization is where the rest of the formula begins to crystallize.

• QE = Quantum Entanglement
• 3 signifies a crucial number
• XX symbolizes the mystery of an unidentified guest
• MC2 represents More Children squared, possibly across just six continents

We need more children to participate in this game called Life!

The world is shifting; I felt the impact of a 5.0 earthquake late last night near the epicenter in Bakersfield, California.

Despite the visible crowds, many mistakenly believe the global population is thriving; however, the truth is that it is alarmingly low, as reported by my sources and others.

Some argue against raising children in a world perceived as chaotic. This is a delicate yet undeniable reality. Without my children, our lineage would cease; isn’t that reason enough to consider repopulating Earth? I could elaborate further, but I encourage my readers to conduct their own research.

Thank you!

Now, for the backstory that fills me with joy to share!

In 2012, I met a wonderful woman from Russia on Twitter (now X), who lives with her mother in a flat. Proper credit will be given at the appropriate time, but it was through her that I first encountered the notion of Quantum Entanglement—even through something as lighthearted as cheese!

Our paths crossed shortly after I joined the platform, and she shared wild thoughts that often baffled even her. I initially dismissed her as quirky but remained friendly during that brief period.

Fast forward three years, and upon my return to X, we began corresponding again, though much of our conversation has been lost in the email chaos. I felt like a character in a spy novel as I would tweet her in the early hours, eager to unravel her ideas, which are crucial to understanding the equation QE3X3=MC2 and are being explored by scientists in the realm of role-playing games. She coined the term RPG theory, but that is the extent of my knowledge on the topic.

Ultimately, it’s all about kindness and fostering world peace.

When Elena and I reconnected, I had just one follower—her! We began tweeting again, and I mentioned that cheese could fix the world, which astonished her since she had just been thinking about cheese herself. Who discusses cheese on Twitter in 2012?

She elaborated on this synchronicity, and that word became part of my vocabulary for quite some time.

I now embrace the flow of life, wherever it may lead.

I became intrigued by her writing, but when I attempted one of her at-home experiments, I hesitated to admit my failure to complete it. Nevertheless, I feel compelled to share this story as inspired by a higher power, and it’s nearly finished!

It’s titled Waterscrying.

However, you cannot engage in Waterscrying if you're unwell, and I caught a cold that day, which I interpreted as a sign that the experiment wasn’t meant for me.

If anyone is interested, please reach out with a comment. Thank you!

That's all for now! Another essay is complete. Just an ordinary day!

I appreciate your patience with the fragments of this mystery that remain untold.

To conclude, I leave you with a soulful rendition of a Leonard Cohen song by K.D. Lang. Did you know I have a treasure trove of musical essays in my Medium and Substack vault? They differ greatly from my current writing style.

While I could elaborate endlessly on a song, that phase is behind me; however, in nostalgia, I include a song intended for ALL who read this today—and perhaps again in the future, as there are many clues woven throughout this essay that arise spontaneously, driven by inspiration.

Peace to all!

Michelle

This marks the first essay in an ongoing series on Illumination Curated (pending acceptance). Technology often behaves unpredictably with my projects, and I’ve faced challenges submitting it twice, so I hope this attempt finds its rightful home!

As my father shares a song and an Irish blessing:

“I have saved all my ribbons for Thee If I have been unkind, I hope you can just let it go by... If I have been untrue, I hope you know it was never to you XXX, I have torn everyone who reached out to me, But I swear by this song and by all that I have done wrong, I will make it all up to Thee. I saw a beggar leaving on his wooden crutch; he said you must not ask for so much. And a woman sang: why not ask for some more?”

Weakness plays a significant role in this narrative, along with humility, grief, loss, and romance. We hope for success too, but even if we only read each other's essays and spread kindness in the process, we have already achieved something meaningful.

Blessings, Michelle

As a parting note, I want to share a beautiful song by Leonard Cohen, performed by K.D. Lang, titled Bird on a Wire.

We’ll conclude with a lovely melody by Sinéad O’Connor called Raglan Road.

“On a quiet street where old ghosts meet, I see her walking away from me so hurriedly; my reason must have been that I had wooed not as I should a creature made of clay. When the angel moves the clay, he loses his wings at the dawn of the day.”

We hold love for you, Sinéad O’Connor, aka ShahaDa. The ‘D’ is for Dolores O’Riordan—both my cherished friends in the afterlife.

When someone passes, I believe a piece of them disperses everywhere, like dust in the wind, but with heavenly sparkles and glimmers. Some of it finds its way into the hearts of homes that are kind and receptive to the precious gift of ancestry.

1. Wikipedia: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Game_studies