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I don't know what the hell this question is asking; you're using the notion of ideal completely wrong. The focus of these references, from a personal to congruent means, is an ideology. There is nothing ideal about these, while the purpose of the ideal is a notion of reach. Anything that may be considered ideal has a figure to reach, rather than to live by. It almost narrates the individual growth to reach something, to reach the ideal, where ideologies cement the lived person in their own reality to become a manifestation of what their ideal may reflect. Sorry, this is a huge topic that I try to personally be understanding of. I have a personal stance with this "means of life" and the wrongful recognition of it leads to some destructive means of living, that ultimately reflect the ideology rather than the ideal. Now, if we look at things; From my place in the lived world, I want things to only become better for myself and at that point, what it to be the case for someone else to want. Though, this is not easy to understand and I am only able to try to understand my place a little bit closer. A girl I fell in love with radiated something within me that could only be looked as a spiritual connection. I had to find the meaning of my spirituality, only to find the area of pursuit that I have come to understand - how and what I do to understand the curiosities I hold, to make sense of my place and be able to communicate that to the people who lead me to those curiosities. The muse - the object of desire that stands beyond the physical or the symptoms of romantic love, beyond that of sex and companionship. I want to be inspired by those around me but the idea of the object is what motivates me rather than the lived object itself. Actively, the muse is only a distance between myself and the desire of inspiration to be something much more than me. There is no vehicle necessary to practice the symptoms of love, or to even experience them. The abstractions that reflect through the syndrome, and come with the practice, are themselves abstracts that are projected to the object which births the spiritual nature and the syndrome. The muse is what I seek, a perfect reflection of all I want from someone and experience through someone, that what I do not understand about myself right in front of me and lead my to attempt to understand them. Love and faith go hand and hand here, God being another idea of the muse yet for another type of love. After that, it is my knowledge and practice of what I learn and come to understand. Curiousities take many forms, but as Malcolm X has stated: "I could spend the rest of my life reading, just satisfy­ing my curiosity - because you can hardly mention anything I'm not curious about". Easily, the best tool in the world to not only take advantage of for the purpose changing the world, the self, and even experiencing more than anything else is the book. I contest the idea that the book, text, literature, are some of the most necessary tools to understand and learn about the self, to become the ideal and change the ideologies insomuch as they reflect the ideal. Not only reading about curiosities, but read other people who have read those curiosities. People who define the world through a text only recognize their place, but those who question the text and come to understand it recognize the outer-space of their place and the spaces that take shape. Knowledge and practice through the cultural phenomenological and ontological approaches of books redefine a person. As such, it is also that with the political measures of myself. Resistance is a form of activism that only redefines the space of an individual to feel safe and later conform the the newly redefined space. Revolution is the event of change, one that radically shows the imperfects within collapse rather than practice. I desire a world where the private realm is not the public realm and the public realm is not the political realm. Arendt's classicism of the roman government is a return I want to experience, whereas the Marxist capital is the only understanding that seems to make sense. And in making sense, it is also the blank space of revolution and clearing that change can occur through. Slow, concerned reactionism is not the approach to correcting the world and the place for individuals to exist. I have ideals I want to reach and approaches on how those ideals can be reached, while being in no place to cause such changes until I fully understand what the motives might cause and change. There are some ideologies that I think everyone should have: a political frame of reference, a motive for love and change, and a spiritual backing that cements the individual. My political frame of references is dictated by the ideal reality I want to exist in and the means of how such a reality would come, instead of what policies and forms would govern this reality. My motive for change and love is that of a muse, a projection of an object of desire which leads to attempt and understand myself rather than trying to make a "relationship" work. A spiritual backing is the connection I have to others and through that a commonality in the idea for betterment, for everyone to be happy. This is pursued by western religious practice, for sure, and I am a Christian by that rite, but it is still only a figure that exists because of the abstract commonality that people come together through.

Would anyone here be interested in a JJBA RP, who I don't have in the discord already?

Stella was indeed smiling as Kelsey had nudged her and told her about the next class. Yesterday's ventures had given Stella a new appreciation for them and as a result, this was perhaps the class she had been most excited for today. Though, she couldn't help but feel a bit of looming dread, thinking about what could go wrong next in their class. Sitting down, the girl looked towards the head of the classroom, seeing the time pass by as she was awaiting the teacher to come into the room. Minutes passed, and Stella was starting to wonder if the teacher would show up or not, when she finally did. Of the teachers she had met so far, this one had definitely seemed the least...teacher like, but as she was here Stella figured that she at least likely knew her stuff. As the woman then went on to give a bare-bones explanation of their class and the subject for today, Stella made her way over to the wall of all different kinds of machinery. Furrowing her brow, the girl looked at the wall as she tried to figure out where to possibly start on such an incredibly vague subject. As she heard someone else speak up, Stella's concerned expression moved between the wall and the teacher. "I think...she's completely serious." Well, there was no sense freezing up and lamenting her situation. The only thing to do was get to work! And, if she didn't know much about mechanics then she would just have to start with what she knew. Picking up the broken old fashioned radio and picking up a wrench, the girl raised the wrench up overhead and tapped the radio with it. Tapping it a few more times, Stella blinked as nothing had seemed to change. Looking to Kelsey and Vivian, Stella simply said, "mechanics is a lot harder then it looks."