I promised, or at least mentioned the possibility of the continuation of thoughts relating to the previous post in future ones if arsed, and while I don't feel sufficiently motivated to involve myself in a joining the dots intellectual venture as might be normal within such a field of creative thought, still enough in the way of desire has manifested itself to at least get this far, and since it would make little sense to have gone this far by way of mere introduction without going further, then we can expect some more related material below, even if probably presented in a somewhat jagged, unrefined manner as it perhaps might, due to the slightly half-arsed nature of the desire to pursue the matter.
Within this literary world, intellectual disputation thrives regarding the existence or not and nature of an author responsible for this world. A rare voice questions the wisdom of such thought and its effectual pointlessness, but he is ignored as too many fools have invested far too much serious consideration to the matter to wish it to be brushed aside as besides the point. This simple thought is also too subtle for them for all its simplicity. They expect everything to be convoluted and difficult, and the greater the convolutions the more they insist on the seriousness with which they believe their nonsense to be imbued.
So as said, much thought relating to an Author, a being outside the universe but responsible for it. There was even much to be said about a Son, a direct incarnation within the universe of the Author, which area we could very fruitfully examine, and indeed might yet, but for now we will look at a third philosophical element of our characters' thoughts, and this interesting development was the idea of the Reader.
While thoughts such as 'How can we be free if we are the creation of an omniscient author' attached themselves to the hypothetical phenomenon of the Author, the Reader was more a development of what could be termed a liberal mindset. Rather than the feelings of inferiority the Author thought produced for many, the Reader was a more passive being, again omniscient, and yet merely an observer. Some did not like the sense of there being a witness to their actions, but others revelled in the idea and felt it gave their actions weight, and indeed enjoyed the sense of playing to a crowd.
However, scientific and parallel philosophical developments rendered this Reader a far more complex notion, with the declaration that there is no reality separate from the observer, that he is a part of it, and that reality is affected by the very act of observation. But the Reader was thought to not exist within this universe; he is outside it.
And so a thought that caused uproar and even disquiet was that if the Reader alters the events observed, as science holds he must, then this universe cannot be said to be a closed one. Its boundaries are illusory. It exists within the minds of the characters within itself, but simultaneously within the mind of an external observer, who because the act of reading or observation is a dynamic element of that which is read, is not an external observer after all. Just to mention rather than investigate the inevitably consequential thought that this universe or text may be one of many parallel texts.
A few fragments of further discussion: This space beyond the frontiers of this universe are of the mind rather than the physical- the mind of the Reader- though given our understanding of the mind within this sphere, the mind exists within a spatial medium, and so the mind of the Reader is not simply an abstract sea of consciousness, but itself exists somewhere.
But it could be said that this somewhere within which he exists is merely the emanation of the mind of another hypothetical Author, and is itself a geography of the mind rather than space. As of course could be said to be the nature of our universe here.
But neither does the Author merely exist within the mind of himself. He must also require a physical world within which to exist so as to conceive of his conceptions such as this one. And a highly heretical thought was voiced that perhaps this Author was himself existing within an apparent physical dimension created by the imagination of another Author.
I think that is enough for now.