Wyrd

Wyrd is what happens before it happens, it is the logic of what happens, the calculation of all the facts of life before they're arrayed.
So its a hectic mayhem of non-meaning, it is just concepts colliding without registering as concepts, just the jarring paradimensional objects of "affect" - I have to admit there is a truth there - and affectance can indeed be a quantized shadow of value-physics, which can only be explicated in the most radically subjective narrative when the details of "location and momentum" must be known.

As such we may understand the holy texts and naturally only in their proper language.

Naturally, the fact that affectance is a statistical reflection explains why it does not of itself present the crucial variables and their particular ratios whereby existence is beautiful, terrible flux and not merely reified non-error. These variables and ratios are values in their dance to be valued.

Thats why existence is, when it is pursued in all earnestness, a tube of tragedy, the way a wave is tubular to a sincere daredevil.

And this is why tragedy is followed by comedy, and why Charlie Sheen is what he is, and why all glory turns to seedy smirking if it is not taken for granted.