I am Arpeggio, a Sound-Energy, or more specifically a Music-Energy being in the multiple person known as LeKZ. That's pronounced so as to rhyme with 'wrecks'. It's short for Leïlah el Khalil Zendavesta, MAR. Short for that is probably a Good Thing. One shouldn't want to get long for that.
If you are uneasy with the concept of multiple personalities, try looking at it from our point of view: most people assert that there is only one person in their body. This is not only implausible, but also fantastically boring. We can't feature how they get through life, assuming their assertions to be true, which we have not all agreed to do.
The Not-Royal 'We'
Incidentally, we do not refer to ourself in the First Person Plural because we are labouring under the misapprehension that we are the King of Norway. This body is inhabited by a large number of distinct, separate 'persons'. While this is a metaphorical reality, to us, it is as real as External Reality. We see the same External Reality as you do -- unless, of course, you are labouring under the misapprehension that you are the King of Norway. All or any of us will answer to the name LeKZ. (Please try to get the caps in the right places. The vowel is the little one. It's our name.) Or, if you care, you can gradually get to know us, one from another. Whoever wrote whatever post will generally sign hir/its name, unless it is from all of us.
Preferences and Fair Warnings
How We Prefer Criticism
The best approach with us, is to ask us directly, 'When you said "stuff", what did you mean? To me, it seemed to mean "this". Is that what you meant?' We shall gladly answer requests for clarification, and thank you for asking. Long-distance conclusion-jumping is something we try to avoid doing, and do not appreciate at all if others do it to us. Please do not approach us with the tone, 'You said "this" and I do not agree at all. People who think "this" are complete mollusks.' We did not say 'this'. We said 'stuff'. We are not a mollusk. So there.
Graphorrhœa
In case you have not noticed, we are wordy. We have a long history of being unheard. We tend to over-compensate. In conversations based at this page, we reserve the right to post as long as we feel necessary, to say everything that we feel we need to say. We invite you to do the same. Elsewhere, we shall endeavour to be concise. Likewise, in conversations here, we reserve the right to use the First Person Plural. Elsewhere, out of respect for convention, whoever is writing will try to stick to the First Person Singular. Anyone who has a problem with this is a complete mollusk.
It is probably fair to say that we have a slightly bizarre sense of humour. We also think it is fair to say that there are subjects which we feel strongly are simply not appropriate for humour, in any public forum. If we find a 'joke' objectionable, trust us, we shall say so. Please remember, it is the joke, not the teller to which we are objecting.
Just a Social Observation
Habitat and Nationality
We are a British expatriate, currently trapped in the semi-desert Out West in the
States. We moved here because London (or New York City, or Paris, for that matter) is a dismal place to be a poor person with a university degree and no job. Graduate school (Master of Arts in
Religion) and then inertia set in, and here we still are. Yes, there are Cowboys here. The Indigenes are kept on lovely former Nuclear Testing Ranges, useless bits of desert, and in places so far Off The Beaten Path that they have one petrol station every 130km, and sell the stuff for gold bullion, or one can put it on one's American Express card. They do call the Indigenes 'Indians' which goes to show that Yanks have yet to learn geography.
Dodging the Franchise
We are delighted to live in a country of which we are not a citizen, and to which we have no patriotic or emotional ties. We do not have to vote in Murkin elections, which, given the last one, is exactly how we like it. George Bore and Al Gush, same-same. We are equally delighted to live outside the country of which we are a citizen. We keep sufficiently underinformed of Internal UK politics that the absentee-vote we could cast would be an act of gross irresponsibility on our part. This saves us from having to think too many painful thoughts about what kind of wreckage Iron Maiden Thatcher left, and whether the UK will ever again be the rather decent place where we were born.
The biological parents of this body were naturalised British citizens, she from India, he from elsewhere in Europe. She raised us vegetarian, and we are now a Member of the H2G2 Vegetarian Society.
We lived in England when this body was a small child. He brought the family to the States for business reasons in time for us to receive our schooling in upper-crusty paid-for 'private' schools -- roughly equivalent to say, Eton, only ours wasn't a boarder. At university, we became quite fed-up with the members of the Foreign Students Society, whose sole raison d'être seemed to be Finding Fault with The United States. They could have gone to university at home, rather than pay incalculable sums in Moroccan Francs, or Taiwanese Yuan, to attend Wellesley College in the US. We found ourself defending the US, which we think is, by and large, indefensible.
Political Passions
We do not consider ourself 'White' or 'Caucasian'. We are not Americanised enough, after thirty-some years in the States, to consider ourself Murkin. We were born in England, but that was not specifically a choice we made. We are very 'British', by US standards. We are rather 'American', by British standards. African-Americans call us 'sistah', though we are not. We fit it approximately as well in France as we do in the town where we have lived for 16 years. We are basically just 'Human, brownish, from Earth'. Or possibly not.
We believe in innate human equality, which is not dependent upon religion, race, gender/s, disability, size, age, nationality, or any of the 'what'. The differences in people are in 'who' they are, and how they relate to the world around them. We are a feminist, activist for civil rights
for all peoples, particularly lesbian, gay, bi, transgendered, or both-either people. We are a strong advocate of Inclusive language. Since we are also a linguistic conservative, our choice to embrace Inclusive language was a carefully considered one. We are also an outspoken critic of anything USA-centric or Eurocentric. These phenomena are part of why one third of the Developing World is now HIV positive.
Douglas Adams' Books
At one of our Home Pages, we credit Douglas Adams' Hitchhiker books with our nonsuicide on several occasions. This is quite true. Having been a gloomy sort of person, before the invention of 'Goth', and after Punk self-deconstructed, wit (and a considerable amount of ) kept us alive. We discovered neuropharmaceuticals in 1987, and have been the better for them. Still, we have read the Trilogy, sadly never to comprise more than five books, religiously, every year. Dirk Gently is one of our favourite people. Since we actually knew a Kate Schechter (not the Kate Schechter, but a Kate Schechter -- a diesel-dyke with a sharp intellect and too many girlfriends) at university, we have a little trouble reading Long, Dark Teatime... without getting a violent case of the giggles and having to put the book down.
Please alert your friends to our existence, and direct them to visit our MetaSite as listed below, for an experience in What It's Like to Be Us.
We shall be posting a Memorial Page for Mr Douglas Noel Adams soon. 11 May, 2001 was a sad day for the many (and we do not mean just ourself) for whom he made life more worth living.
Contact Information
To visit our sprawling MetaSite, please click here.
It is fundamentally RUDE to do anything online that would be rude in Real Life. Just because you have the anonymity of the Internet to conceal your identity does not mitigate, justify, or make acceptable any behaviour which would normally be considered anti-social, such as snooping.
It is totally obnoxious to quote anyone out of context in another conversation. It is particularly obnoxious if that conversation takes place where the person quoted might stumble across it. It is SPECTACULARLY obnoxious if you were not part of the original conversation! Would you put up with such behaviour from anyone in Real Life? Then don't do it on the Internet.
How would *you* feel if you were 'Exhibit A'? Would you enjoy knowing your every word and comment was being picked apart by the community-at-large? Would this be good for your sense of trust? Would it encourage a positive attitude toward the community? Would you feel even slightly SAFE? Cyberstalking is real, and it is as creepy as - if somewhat less dangerous than - Real Life stalking. Stalkers are sickos. Cyberstalkers are also sickos. That is not a technical term, it is an insult. Go away!
If you can't go away, have the gonads to sign the guestbook. We'll respect you for it. Otherwise... well, we hope *you* never have reason to feel unsafe and spied upon. It's a horrid feeling .
FINISHED ONE! This is so cool, I just had to re-post it. Jun 4, 2001
By Jove, I think she's got it!
I think this article (http://www.bbc.co.uk/h2g2/guide/A563456) is actually done. Really, truly, spelling, puncts, caps, tables, details, frills, bells, and whistles done!
I put the s back in. I *liked* the s. I thought they added a nice, Guide-ish, 'Don't Panic-y' sort of touch.
Lucinda, looking after the s is your ball...
To Azara, Barton, Lucinda, Mycroft, and all others who made suggestions and nit-picked, THANKS!
To anyone who has anything to say now that is not: 1) Typographical, 2) Absolutely inarguable fact, or 3) Unbreakable Guide policy,
!!
I do not plan, expect, or intend to look at that article again until I am older. I shall be much older, if I really undertake 'Reclining English'... ... which I have naturally already started... but over which I should at least bash my first entry, on Colorado, USA into better shape... to say nothing of for a change!
Why do I feel like my wife just had a baby and I'm passing out cigars? I do, though. No cigars, but do have , or a , and there's tons of .
Perhaps you *don't* know this... I am a person with some very serious, debilitating psychological conditions. I have lived on Uncle Sam's miserable Dole since 1996. I have been away from academia since 1989. I had a traumatic brain injury in 1994 which robbed me of the ability to do maths in my head... or really much at all.
It has been a *very* long time since I just undertook a project like this one, for and , and enjoyed the out of starting, creating, and especially *finishing* it. More . I don't even care if it's Edited. It's mine, it's done. It's a Thing, and I can say I began and ended a project, under my own power and without pressure from teachers, parents, or creditors, within a matter of only a few days, because I wanted to!
You can't know how good it feels, unless you know how good it used not to be. I do. I know that it was not so long ago, that I was utterly paralysed by the idea of *doing* things, because I never knew where to start. I know because I remember a few years back, (like 5) when I literally could and did spend over 12 hours a day sorting pebbles for the bottoms of tanks, and bagging them by colour. That and I coloured inside the lines of Celtic colouring books....
My brain is not dead! Really . Thank you h2g2... and DNA, for providing me with a small but amazingly significant triumph in a world that has not had too many, for about the last... ... well, the body'll be 40 in October, and living to see 40 was certainly not a thing anyone expected. There were a couple of triumphs in the '70s. There may have been as many as two in 1987 alone, but 1990 made up for them... have another ?
This is so off-topic, it is absurd. And I do not care! My sig. o. said the article should be sent off to some pedagogy journal, for teachers of expository writing, for, like, money. I don't honestly care. I care that I now know I can do things I want to, well, because I want to, and nothing and nobody has to stop me.
And I know Someones watch, and help, and have not let me down... at least, not ALL the way down. No, I do *not* sound like I'm accepting an Oscar! Quit laughing and let me revel.
If you can't catch this joy, via modem, and faces, and the complete emotional spontaneity that's happening here for the first time since maybe the body was born, you are obviously Permanently Dead .
Permanently Dead people are cordially invited to go to my 'space', scroll down to my link to the MetaSite, and crawl inside a life from Hell. I'm going to stay here and enjoy the .
Only orbiting this Arpeggio, music-energy being and happy person from, for, and of the multiple person/s who are collectively LeKZ
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known as LeKZ. That's pronounced so as to rhyme with 'wrecks'. It's short for Leïlah el Khalil Zendavesta, MAR. Short for that is probably a Good Thing. One shouldn't want to get long for that.
We are equally delighted to live outside the country of which we are a citizen. We keep sufficiently underinformed of Internal UK politics that the absentee-vote we could cast would be an act of gross irresponsibility on our part. This saves us from having to think too many painful thoughts about what kind of wreckage Iron Maiden Thatcher left, and whether the UK will ever again be the rather decent place where we were born. 
They could have gone to university at home, rather than pay incalculable sums in Moroccan Francs, or Taiwanese Yuan, to attend 
We are very 'British', by US standards. We are rather 'American', by British standards. African-Americans call us 'sistah', though we are not. We fit it approximately as well in France as we do in the town where we have lived for 16 years. We are basically just 'Human, brownish, from Earth'.
Or possibly not.
These phenomena are part of why one third of the Developing World is now HIV positive.
) kept us alive. We discovered neuropharmaceuticals in 1987, and have been the better for them. Still, we have read the Trilogy, sadly never to comprise more than five books, religiously, every year. Dirk Gently is one of our favourite people. Since we actually knew a Kate Schechter (not the Kate Schechter, but a Kate Schechter -- a diesel-dyke with a sharp intellect and too many girlfriends) at university, we have a little trouble reading Long, Dark Teatime... without getting a violent case of the giggles and having to put the book down. 
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