The Arcane Diary’s Main Narratives
Nick & Xander gel so well because both have powers they cannot explain. Xander has always been able to coerce others with mind control to get whatever he wants, while Nick is a chameleon-like shapeshifter who can blend himself into anything with the ability to algebraically plot large impossible schemes quietly from the shadows. What they share is a guiding sensitivity to events and people.
[[The real problem I find is in differentiating between memories, dreams, thoughts]]
DREAM: a younger brother who never got to grow up lives in a dream, kicked garbage and got blown up – one of several recurring dreams that ends with Nick waking to the sound of his mother’s voice screaming hoarse in his mind.
[[Nick is a patient of the would-be psychiatrist X. Mercurio]]
Nick is a patient of the would-be psychiatrist X. Mercurio, whose Doctorate dissertation is a theory that schizophrenia = reality, albeit a different one, and that 99.9% of our brains that we do not use is the storehouse for the universe’s secrets (Akasha) stored in the nearly infinite format of the mitochondrial DNA, our brains are an organic storage system, and Nick’s mind is the key to unlocking both Xander’s career and untold secrets for humankind. Xander must challenge traditional psychological understanding by looking at Nick’s parapsychology and following him into his “unreal” world.
[[the day I found out my father died was a turning point]]
Nick: the Avatar, an information gatherer, a spy, master of infiltration, able to isolate key factors remotely and sabotage; a catalyst. Disguise is a morphing personality that has a bearing on appearance.
Hermes: the assassin
Sophia: the handler, spymaster, androgenous
KILLING: whistling a tune triggers a programmed mind – the living dead, easier than Necromancy.
[[The earth is a theatre of flux]]
The earth is a theatre of flux, a fast-paced short-term opportunity. It is a proving ground for eternal spirits to improve their station or for dark spirits to redeem themselves. It is a marketplace casino where souls are captured from the unwitting by greedy spirits interested only in self-empowerment at any cost.
[[One look at Nick in his habitat]]
One look at Nick in his habitat and it is immediately obvious that you are not dealing with a creature who spends much time in this world. His flagrant disregard for the material world is evident by the squalid disrepair of his home “office.”
[[Anus]]
I can’t smell skunk without the insistence of mind that SOMEWHERE SOMEONE BURNS copious amounts of the finest WEED in a balefire to which [sigh] I’ve not been INVITED.
[[HE HAS ME]]
Kensington Market = Diagon Alley – a transport to another world within a city, a closet to an alien land. The surreal cloaked in the mundane.
[[Empires – Tracing history of humanity]]
-Into some next-level shit
-a gentle spirit
[[The Supernatural – Hans Holzer]]