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Red

This one will be different from the other essays about color, because it’s easier to demonstrate the symbolism of red by focusing on its opposite first.

 Innocence. Symbolized by Ophelia in Hamlet and Sonia in Crime and Punishment (and anyone else who dresses in totally white garments). In the american court of law, everyone is presumed innocent and must be proven otherwise. This is quite optimistic. Is anyone really innocent? What is innocence? Google definitions say innocence is “The state, quality, or fact of being innocent of a crime or offense.” Way to use a form of the word in the definition. The other definition listed is “Lack of guile or corruption; purity.” It is a common literary motif for babies to be equated to purity or innocence, so let us assume everyone is born innocent.

When and how does this innocence leave the soul? Is it when we pick our first flower, ripping it from its rooted foundation, killing it? When we water-gun our first ant-hill, believing that the human race is superior to all insect species? When we hear our first “NO” from our parents, shattering our original belief that everything in the world goes our way? Or is it a gradual, continuous process, learning slowly how many plants and animals die to sustain the human race? But aren’t all animals born with the instinct to kill? Aren’t modern humans evolved from hunter-gatherers who killed every day? When did this false notion that innocence exists infiltrate our minds?

Well, it was long long ago. The idea of innocence is actually very related to the color red. Red, as we know, is the color of blood. Red is the color of raw meat, which was consumed in large quantities before people learned about fire. The color red played a huge role in ancient hunting societies. But there were people who looked the other way. People who did not enjoy living their lives based on this color. They looked to the opposing end of the color wheel, Cyan. Cyan, a mix of Chlorophyll Green and Water Blue. The gatherers. They didn’t want to kill the living things that moved. They lived off of the things that were not alive – plants.

Well, the hunters saw these strange people who ate plants instead of meat and were like “What nonsense!” And who could blame them? Plants didn’t have bones to make huts out of. All they had were leaves and branches. And building a house from branches means anyone who mishandles a lit match will have to rebuild their home. So they were labeled as the ones with “no sense”. Or ‘nnocence.

Over time, the word innocence has still essentially meant “not red”. For example, besides blood, red is the color of passion. Those labeled innocent are thus called for their ignorance of what happens behind closed doors. Red, also the color of apple. The first two living people were innocent before ingesting the redness of the apple. When someone is yet to be matured, they are referred to as “still green”, for cyan is opposite red, and green is easier to say than cyan. Red, the color of anger, does not infect the innocent as they will sooner forgive than turn to anger.

Christmas, also known as the day of union between red and green, occurs when the two sides of humanity (the red and the innocent) meet and make amends, and the leader of humanity is born. So yeah, point is, Red is anything that is not innocence.  Cyan is the color of innocence.

Why am I talking about the color red?  Because level 7 in Chromomancy (just south of the first Pylon) is the Meadow of Innocence.  More about that in the next post which will be a Chromomancy update, which will be posted next time I can get to a computer.  There might be a video too.  Maybe.

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Comments on: "Red" (1)

  1. drssmiller said:

    Video is located here:

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