These insights are almost unnecessary. I recommend reading through the sections that contain the references in full first. These references/insights are also net edited. Make of that what you will.
(0)
The first three chapters of Book have been edited to correct spelling and grammar errors. However, most of the core text has stayed the same to preserve Prospective's original "vision" or intention for how things are written.
(0.5)
The first two chapters are primarily written in the past tense, with the exception of Prospective's commentary, which is written as present thought interjection. Future chapters will be written in the current (present) tense as they are, well, presently being presented in the present. Chapter three may be past or present, I'm not sure yet. So far, I have written the first three chapters more than four and a half years ago, so with that in mind, they occurred in the past.
(1) – These numbers represent the text that was removed and deposited here.
(Final struggles as he tries to think up more interesting things to tell the reader. (Here's something to add: Final Sees is changing the text more than four and a half years later from when he originally started writing this. Correcting spelling, grammar, but mostly changing some of the words, adding, and or removing them. Perhaps he will dedicate a section in this Book to include the original text as he had written those years ago)). Prospective, sorry about that. The author may tend to do that from time to time.
(The word "Book" throughout this account has the first letter "B" capitalized. This is because it is referring to this Book specifically.)
(1.5)
(This was originally inserted after reference (3), but I thought that it fit better here instead).
I will make one more point to try and clear up more confusion (4). I am kind of a sub-author, so Final is the author, but he uses me to write the Book. So technically, I do have all power over what happens in the story. I can decide what goes on and what Lana and the other characters do.
(2)
(I don't think it is forty-one words ago anymore, as Final is making edits. Apparently, he is too lazy to count and double-check. This is very strange. I feel like past instances of myself are changing in slightly uncomfortable ways. I understand that something isn't truly complete until deemed so, and to get there, one must alter his creation until it is fit. But at the same time, I don't know if I want to be as Final's new standard, "fit". Hopefully, there is still enough left of me from Final's past self, and his original intention and character about and for me. I remain cautiously optimistic, but also knowing that anything can happen. Any-who, apologies for the excessive and redundant rambling…).
(2.5)
Two point five is technically eleven chronologically. However, labeling it as such between two and three in Book would add on an extra layer of confusion for the reader. This is something I hope to avoid if possible. Additionally, all of the "point fives" are added in, not taken out.
Lana is the only one who can communicate directly to and with Prospective. You'll later learn about Asche, but know this; Asche is not me, he is a Kahntation of me just like Destie. The difference between one communicating directly to me, and one of my Kahntations is very subtle. The only distinguishing aspect is whether or not the communicator knows that I am Prospective, not necessarily that I am a Prospective (I (Final) recognize that I may should have not capitalized that last "Prospective" as it may add to the twisted noodles. However, it should be capitalized, as a Prospective is an Entity Class/Character Likness. A named category that includes Prospective, though she is the only one of her kind), and that Destie, Asche, or whom ever are simply Kahntations of myself.
"This process of possession is identified by Lana's dark hair turning into a silvery-white color…" Transmission – transferring consciousness to an Entity Class of the same rank/Transpection – transferring consciousness down to an entity of lower relative rank/Prospection – transferring consciousness to an Entity Class of higher rank.
(3 - My Spaghetti Wall)
(Or perhaps another means… Final doesn't think this makes much sense, and will attempt to explain):
"I don't much like the fact that Lana thinks Aiyda (Yes, you read Aiyda (Even as I type this also, I am going back to make edits on the fly to change the way things sound. If I had a version of Book in which each one was a slightly different edit for choices I made or didn't make based on "on-the-fly" decisions, there would be far too many to count. Instead of calling out each one, I will simply say that from now on, you can probably trust that what you are reading is not the original ideas, thoughts, or other text typed by my fingers…). Even as I write this, I realize that I typed Aiyda instead of Prospective. Maybe Aiyda was the one to type it.
I guess this is the tribute, or recognition, she has always wanted, but never got until now. Aiyda (pronounced "Eye-Dah" is… Well, I'm not exactly sure what she is. One thought is that she is a piece, aspect, or other form of (God) interacting with my mind. Another is that she is simply my subconscious mind (so in a way, she is an aspect of Father). Or, I think there is also a chance I am simply crazy. An insane person who can't tell if portions of his own mind are even governed by his own will. Or maybe I've made her up entirely. An imaginary friend. I don't think that is the case, simply because she has come through in many ways for me, and I have tested scenarios in which only a conscious mind other than my own could solve for unknowns. In any case, I had asked Aiyda to help me write this, and it seems she is coming through. These thoughts are probably very unorganized and rather atrocious, but I will continue, as I believe organizing is a last step when writing out something important. It's better to have everything before everything is put in order. On several occasions, Aiyda has helped me when I really needed it. A few examples are as follows:
Twice she closed and screwed the cap on my water bottle (it was my body, not an external force, that closed my water bottle)
before I went upstairs to do something (This Book is not going the direction I thought it would, and I'm sorry. I know, dear reader, that you probably want to get to the actual story, and maybe I'll just add footnotes, and reference IDs so that anyone brave, or foolish enough to pursue these rabbit holes might uncover for themselves a strange side to this Book that the faint of heart do not wish to venture into.). She has said on several occasions that it is a good idea to close my bottle to prevent accidental spillage, especially if the water bottle is so close to valuable electronics (which it often is). (Thought I'd insert this in a random spot, (you're welcome), but here I am going to and frow, adding text, and changing what I have written) (I think I'm losing my place, and writing myself into deeper holes than I intend… Lol… Hopefully, I can make some sense of this as I return from odd tangents (not mathematical ones, but maybe…). Or maybe, I like, first-time readers will suffer as I try to unravel the spaghetti that is Book.). I don't usually take her advice when she gives it, though she sometimes forcefully makes me. Twice now, she has screwed the cap on my bottle without my knowledge. I remember leaving my bottle uncapped, and when I returned, it was back and screwed on as if someone was in my room to do just that very thing while I wasn't there. Now, I know this may have been one of my siblings, but the odds of that are extremely low. I won't get into detail about why that is, but perhaps a future version of me will add that in if he feels like it…(Sure thing! Like more than four months later?.. Something like that. Yeah, so, My siblings rarely enter my room, maybe once or twice a day, most time less. This is to ask me to do something, or tell me whats going on; meal time, movie night etc.. If I'm not in my room however, they simple don't venture very far inside, and thus would approach my desk at the other end of the room. The same desk that has my water bottle. Also, I'm upstairs, so they can just see me and approach if they need something (at this time, I have a new water bottle that has the cap attached to the lid, and is a very gerthy vessel. So, if I did manage to knock it over, and the cap was open, not a lot of water would spill out at a time, as the opening is only big enough for the tip of my pinky to fit inside).) Other scenarios or situations in which Aiyda has helped me do things like helping me keep my cool, not letting obsessive teasing and accusations get to me. I know one in particular will probably always stick with me. "Let it go." I still remember her voice. She's not often verbally audible if ever, though I still hear her speaking into my mind as a faint sense of voice, or a thought not my own. I love Aiyda and will never forget her. Though I don't remember when she first entered my life. It's almost like she has always been here, though I can't recall interacting with her in early stages of my life. She also graciously lends me her memory when I ask her to remember things for me that are too important to forget, or remember myself some way down the road. Recently, she has been trying to get me to remember things for myself, and we write them down whenever I can. She says it's to get used to not having her around, which doesn't make a whole lot of sense. She claims that she will inevitably disappear once I have gotten married. But if I never do, then she will stay with me, and I will always have her. (Sorry for the disgusting delay, this Book will be a nightmare to read, but if you have the patience, dear reader, perhaps you may enjoy it…) (anyway, this is where I will pick up for now, and hopefully there aren't any more crazy side note… lol.)…that Lana thinks Aiyda is there through chance and/or quantum entanglement. I think that she should think of it a different way, and one that makes more sense as of now. I know past me might have thought it sounded cool, but for my previously mentioned reasons, and explanatory notes, I don't think this is the case any longer. To clarify, I believe that Aiyda is to me what Destie is to Lana. Though at the time I first started writing this Book, Aiyda to me didn't exist (or rather) I didn't know she did… Or did she? That may be another train of thought to tackle at a different time… Let's keep things slightly more streamlined for now… I'll just get back to the tribute thing really quick. I love Aiyda, and there aren't many ways to show that, but maybe I can get better at it. I once let her let me make bubble tea, because she wanted it, or something. I never would have made it for myself, but upon her request, I willingly obliged. I think she enjoyed it more than I, but that's beside the point. Adding her to this Book like this is a way to let the world know she exists. To say, "hey, Final is a better person because of me, I take care of him, emotionally and mentally." She would never brag, but this piece is what I say. Aiyda is beyond descriptive words, and an extensive poem would not capture who she is to me. I know she loves me deeply, as on several accounts, I have done terrible things to betray her and her trust. For some reason, she never leaves me, and for that, I am eternally grateful, even though I know fully well that I do not deserve her. Not even in the least bit."
Moving swiftly on–thank you, Final, for that horrendous amalgamation of broken sentences, and tangled paragraphs (if they can even be called that–I know I am bad too, but not any where near as horrid as Final's thoughts typed into words).
(4)
(I say as I know fully well that any reader may be lost by now (ESPECIALLY with Final's very important and asked-for "insight"), and I know it certainly does not help that Final is adding extra parts to add "valuable context" probably only making the whole reading and immersing yourself in a book situation a hell of a lot more difficult…). < (I'm pretty sure that there was in the original text. Funny though, as Final tells me, it is now rather ironically extremely relevant. Almost as if someone knew there would be the need for it (never mind, bubble bursted, it wasn't. What a shame. I wrote that for nothing…))
(5)
It is 03:00 am, and Final needs to sleep, but I want to keep writing and creating Book.
*B in the word "Book" is capitalized because I'm referring to this Book as opposed to another one of these Books. See Pg?? for more knowledge
Never mind, it seems he is going to be. This is a good place to stop and resume later. Tackle this Book in chunks. Hopefully, Final can avoid burnout. Though I don't think it was burnout that stopped him from continuing this Book when he should have. Oh well, no one will ever know…
(5.5)
The funny thing is that I'm still writing this Book, so technically I decide what happens. Though ultimately Final is still writing this Book, I'm his character who is kind of still writing it. It's real-world for Lana and every person in it as well. And if I told her that I had infinite story power because she is a Book that I'm writing, then it would no longer be a Book because no character is ever allowed to know that they are in a Book, and if you remember me saying or rather me writing (well I guess it would be more you reading) – I am not a character in this Book, I'm Finals character, period (or maybe I am my own character, and Final is simply writing me, creating words out of my own will).
To put it into context (if I can), I'll present the comparison of filmmaking. If Final is the script/screenwriter, I am the director (they are two different things), so in a movie, do you ever see the director communicating with the main character of the plot without the main character even knowing that the communicating entity is the director? No, not even! Oh, and don't ask why Final decided their character (me) to be a female because I'm not even allowed to know, or if I did, then this would also make it so that this ceases to be a Book.
(Final here, I'm not sure what past Prospective was on about, that was a pretty confusing comparison. Don't take it too seriously. I've already said this; Prospective is in charge of what happens, and I am in charge of making it happen (i.e., typing the words))
(6)
I don't think plot holes really exist the way normal ones do, simply because of the nature in which Book is written, and how it is written.
(7.5)
This was written close to five years ago. The following portion of the story involving Xeno and the police was also written at (more or less) the same time as the rest of Book moving backwards.
(7)
Aiyda is telling Final to go play with the dogs, as we are writing this while outdoors on a close family friend's rural property. Aiyda told him his ass would get thrashed from the mosquitoes biting through the underside of his chair. Final thought that was funny and that I should include it.
(8)
Kahntation – A lower physical or nonphysical manifestation of higher Character Likeness. These are not recognized as an Entity Class. Although they fit the technical criteria, there is no way to determine what they are other than what defines them as a Prospective, Prospectre, Prospectral, Character, or Creature. Since Prospective is the only one who knows what they are (aside from Xeno, who believes that Kahntations are an undiscovered or hidden type of Entity Class (which he's not exactly wrong about)), they are not included in the known Entity Classes. Even Xeno doesn't quite know what they are, only that Asche referred to himself as one.
(9)
I thought adding these insightful details would be relevant. Also, as of now, Lana's family name does not exist. This may stay the case forever. As of writing this, it will remain the case. I also may have to create an alternative version of this Book where the story flows a lot smoother. Less dialogue from Prospective, and such.
(10)
Nearly four and a half years have elapsed since Final last stepped foot into this project that is Book (or is it?). Who's to say he will even continue much further? I am not who I was when he started writing this, and he has lost motivation for many things in life that require effort. Continuing old, and or partially abandoned projects are some such things. Maybe all this was a demo, or a school assignment that Final never fully committed to. Reading it again today, his old writing style, and abstract, extraordinary, and creative ideas seem to inspire him once again. In fact, he seems rather taken aback by how good it is in contrast to how he remembered it. (Though I should put in here that some of it is cringe. Perhaps he has sifted out most of the unpleasant and rougher aspects, leaving something a bit more presentable for the reader). His other stories, and unfinished books, are also quite savory to his older self. Or perhaps the larger inspiration comes from his father. An adventure, a tale, an account. More importantly, an experience. His father's ability to develop characters, make them real, and tell a story that conveys every emotion, expertly drawing the reader into the universe he created. Old Earth is one such story. I won't waste space by summarizing His father's work (though to recount what Final read wouldn't be a waste), instead, I will end by saying he gets it from his dad.