Sunday, November 9, 2014

The War of Z and X

So I realized this funny thing just recently about the letters Z and X.

I like both of them because they are pretty badass, and have used them in names, made-up words, gender-neutral pronouns, etc. But I have always been torn about which one to use...

For instance, the name "Zxero," which comes up on this blog a lot went through the Z vs. X battle. I did not know if it should be "Xero" or plain "Zero," so I ended up using both. That was easy enough.

But recently I was torn about using Z or X for my gender-neutral pronoun. This was an even more difficult decision than the Zxero thing. I mean, it would be sort of weird using both letters, since it is a pronoun and not a name... So I ended up using Z for some practical reasons.

Oh well this is a pretty meaningless post but whatever, I just felt like writing that out.

Have a lovely day.
-Aberswyth

Thursday, November 6, 2014

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Wander On

The west wind calls to me
There, over by the moon
It beckons me to come to it
I smile back at you.
There, there, no tears dear one
As I slip into the night
With heart in palm
And hopeful foresight,
There will always be the sun.
The trails are deep
The mountains are steep
But I’ve grown wings to fly
And through the path of unknown
I will travel evermore
Through wandering space
And time


Aberswyth

genderless pronouns: zi/zym vs. xi/xym

No one looks at this blog... at all. But that's okay. Here goes:

Hello, beings on the internet,
here is a quick survey thing about genderless pronouns I'm going to use in my novel. I have chosen two that I personally like, but I can't decide between them so I'm just going to put them out there and see which one people like better.
So they are...
xi, xym, xyr, xyrs, xymself
vs.
zi, zym, zyr, zyrs, zymself
Used in sentences...
Xi likes sunsets.
That cake is for xym.
That is xyr journal.
That book is xyrs.
Xi took one for xymself
Zi likes sunsets.
That cake is for zym.
That is zyr journal.
That book is zyrs.
Zi took one for zymself.
(They are both pronounced the same way). So anyway, just leave a comment if you'd like. (Please no suggestions of other pronouns at this point or it will just confuse me more. Just stick with these two. Sorry about that!)



Also, here is a poem I wrote. There are two versions using each pronoun. Enjoy.

A different existence?
zi is here but not
do you see zym? Even if you do
Will you believe it true?
when minds are the only source
with the potential to perceive it.
zi walks along a crooked foot path
supported by miles upon miles of dirt, lava, ore,
Yet zi exists in a place
devoid of gravity.
zi is neither male nor female
zi isn’t human,
nor is zi an alien
zi isn’t a biological being and yet
zi isn’t a metaphor or symbol either
Will you believe it true?
when minds in this dimension of reality
can only contemplate so-called “reality”
from what they absorb through senses?
zi is wandering through
a physical reality that never existed here
maybe it’s somewhere
we can only access in our minds
but either way, who’s to say
It doesn’t exist?
zi bends down, picks up a sturdy vine, believes
‘maybe even this being
wonders why it exists, just the same as I do’
The thought is a black hole, and zi
looks up to the sky, away from it--
or perhaps right to it
maybe. Just maybe
zi can become beyond this--
lose zymself to
a reality of no consciousness

A different existence?
xi is here but not
do you see xym? Even if you do
Will you believe it true?
when minds are the only source
with the potential to perceive it.
xi walks along a crooked foot path
supported by miles upon miles of dirt, lava, ore,
Yet xi exists in a place
devoid of gravity.
xi is neither male nor female
xi isn’t human,
nor is xi an alien
xi isn’t a biological being and yet
xi isn’t a metaphor or symbol either
Will you believe it true?
when minds in this dimension of reality
can only contemplate so-called “reality”
from what they absorb through senses?
xi is wandering through
a physical reality that never existed here
maybe it’s somewhere
we can only access in our minds
but either way, who’s to say
It doesn’t exist?
xi bends down, picks up a sturdy vine, believes
‘maybe even this being
wonders why it exists, just the same as I do’
The thought is a black hole, and xi
looks up to the sky, away from it--
or perhaps right to it
maybe. Just maybe
xi can become beyond this--
lose xymself to
a reality of no consciousness