Trigger Warnings for mentions of sexual assault, abuse, and manipulation.
(The color choice is in the range of what we call ‘Gumby Greens’ because we personally find Gumby unnerving)
Explaining ‘nullstep’
Speaking Out About My Continuing Survival of Abuse, What nullstep Actually is, and What The Metaverse Might Actually Be
Part One
March 8, 2022
Instagram messages to my Ex
Hi there 👋🏾
I’m both engineer and designer. A few years ago I helped make an online Beyonce Game you might have seen.
I’ve worked for creative agencies the last several years— and I Iove getting a new project. The most exciting part? Doing something new that’s not been done before.
It’s not very creative if you can find it everywhere!
Something new and engaging. Something that turns heads. Something that brings joy. I guess people call this cutting edge— but I don’t think I’ve ever cut an edge in the decade plus I’ve been working.
It’s more like—
“unconventional universe poking”
When working I’m always poking at the universe. Trying to find an interesting texture in the spaces around us OR the one in our minds— exploring what is human and finding new expressions to delight.
It helps to stay outside the realms of common convention— so I normally get to think of things unconventionally.
While the actions of exploring feels like poking at the unknown, passively this type of exploration feels like wandering. Mentally, I visualize it as wandering a desert filled with mirages. The mirages being hints of fuller ideas, everywhere.
Hints of things we can’t quite-yet perceive tethered to things we can perceive— peaking above the sand like sparkling icebergs. I think I walked past the actual metaverse on the way here. If I’m correct, it’s not quite what we think it is. More on this later.
We were too early, and it must be earned, though interoperability is a correct focus word.
• • •
A lot of people haven’t really understood what I’m am doing. Also, I’ve been learning too as I’m going, so no worries! I can only think that I am doing this in a rooted way— and so, I’ve been taking time to let the learning and my creative senses guide me on how to properly & responsibly tell this story. And maybe it starts here—
I’ve been in a predicament the last year. I was dating a woman for 2 years. We were boyfriend and girlfriend. She said she was in an open marriage under the ethically non-monogamous title, and I thought—
“hey— new and engaging!”
Oof.
Over time, some things started to feel funny.
And then those funny things began to feel uncomfortable.
Into the second year of dating I felt increasingly pushed into sexual situations I didn’t sign up for. I started declining as well— increasingly lethargic as that year progressed.
Along with direct instances where consent wasn’t honored, I found something disturbing about the nature of this 2 year relationship—
Have you ever realized you’ve been lied to for years by someone wearing a mask to deceive you?
Now you know what happened to me.
After initiating a break-up, I began to look online to understand better what had happened. I realized I didn’t even have the language to best express what occurred— leaving me in a fog, declining.
What I first called coercion, I now know to be sexual assaults. It’s interesting how important language and vocabulary are for expressing what occurs to us.
Had I not explored what I felt, then taken time to find where that feeling was rooted, would I still be declining in a fog?
As I looked into DV advocates, I found there’s not many organizations out there aimed towards men who are survivors, and barely any info. The research of this old topic is fairly new and current so I reached out to researchers directly—
And, there we go…
“not been done before. Hmm.”
I don’t believe in Fate, but I’m starting to think Fate believes in me— because in the moment I read this email, I realized I have the right combination of tools to maybe get justice through the courts, but most importantly to find a way to voice my experience unconventionally to the world around me, especially ones with shared identity.
Not gonna lie, it can suck to realize you’re Peter Parker. But even so, realizing the impending difficulty, and knowing that won’t stop you from doing the good thing just re-enforces your Peter-ness.
(huh…wait a minute…)
“They find a way…”
It feels only natural to solve things in the creative ways that I’m used to. This nullstep story has been my way. It’s been my unconventional way to poke at the universe as I’ve found myself in a pretty dark corner of it.
It’s lonely, it’s isolated, and it’s frightening here. I’ve been finding my way in the dark— but, you’re also more likely to find treasure or that which has beauty in the uncharted spaces.
We will even grasp to a cliff. Yes, in a way, really. Stay engaged.
<nullnote>
A NullNote, Before We Proceed
If you’ve made it this far, great! Before we continue I need to mention a couple things.
Who is speaking?
‘nullstep the story’ is a story told by two identities. ‘nullstep’ (they/them) and ‘The Narrator’ (he/him). Throughout this work I will sometimes refer to myself in plurals, like we, ourselves, and us, too.
You’ve been reading the words of The Narrator. nullstep is an instance of The Narrator— but let’s cut the fancy wording.
nullstep is my gut feeling.
Does it seem weird to assign it it’s own identity? Have you ever not followed your gut feeling, then things go left, and later you’re sitting there berating your own self for not listening to yourself? Yup, you may get it now.
I named nullstep the character after an event I’m defining called a “nullstep”. Because it’s taken an ability to allow my gut feeling take the wheel and to do something that others have found impossible— or perhaps a better word is unconventional.
For those extra curious I think of ‘nullstep the character’ as a combination of aspects from both Freudian concepts Id and Super-Ego. And as nullstep is a moniker I’ve given my gut feeling, I think their real name is I’u-go. Now you know!
A narrative of multiple intersections OR dimensions
While this story is about my SA, abuse, and manipulation, it’s also a window to the many things I glimpsed through a moment of traumatization and after. I’ll be speaking a lot on perception, identity, and their ripple effects. I was served an entire false reality for two years, which creates a lot of ripple effects and branches in a story as you salvage what Reality actually was.
I’ll be covering things we perceive— and things around us which we don’t, but may be perceiving us very closely.
Topics may diverge often. As I’ve recounted this story to others, dimensions are often lost or omitted by them resulting in negative outcomes. I don’t think people do very well thinking multi-dimensionally on narrative. I think for many it’s uncomfortable. Maybe there’s a way I can amend that here, but likely won’t be successful, as it’s a tall order.
I’m gonna break a bunch of ‘rules of writing’, but my gut tells me we need to challenge our minds to think and navigate more dimensionally when it comes to topics and narratives. But that is only a theory. My gut isn’t always right.
(The Narrator, 2022)
Hmm. I sat with myself and upon giving it a sec— I think telling a narrative multidimensionally will allow us a better understanding of how to navigate systems multidimensionally (Hint Hint — Metaverse). And we may need that if we are to grow. It makes me think of the early web and HyperText Markup Language.
How revolutionary was the idea of a link to narrative?
Do humans today think differently due to that influence and its ability to link spaces that exists within and outside of various domains?
I’ll have to consult my previous grad school professors & peers.
(The nullsteppa & The Narrator, 2022)
“jackass” — nullstep
New Terms
Because I’ve been doing so much unconventional universe poking, I’ve had to define some things I’ve not found as much coverage on. I‘m also on limited time so there may be precedents I’ve just not seen. Apologies for overlap with any existing concepts.
Temporal:
adj.
Having to do with or taking account of the passage of time.
Not new, but worth mentioning. I tend to make choices temporally— meaning I try to predict how my choices today will factor into tomorrow and so on. To set a visual, imagine throwing a stone into a stream. I try to predict where the ripples will flow. I’m unsure if this way of thinking is common practice or not.
Nullnote:
noun
A note from either The Narrator or nullstep.
Yes, I realize I’ve become very “Bruce Wayne” about branding everything. I sorta get now how a traumatizing moment could do that. Shut up, it’s fun.
Rooted:
adj.
A truth that is realized through a collection of experiences, and/or impressions (vibes), and/or intuitions that are not easily discernible or perceived but known to be true.
Usages:
Even though you can’t point to it, you know what you’re feeling is something rooted.
They knew this thing in a rooted way.
Nullstep:
verb
An action or set of actions that allows a person or people to survive erasure after actions of erasure.
noun
The event where survival takes place and is ensured.
Timeline:
noun
Your life, in span, floating in a sea of Time. From the beginning to the end. I’m not sure who else thinks like this, but I often think of my life temporally. If you’ve ever thought of the impact your actions make or impact left when your timeline ends, you likely think like this in part as well.
I imagine having children forces this way of thinking too.
Your timeline includes references to all the other timelines you come in contact with throughout the span the yours— as well as ones that may sprout from yours. Mentally I’ve been visualizing a timeline as an arrow.
The Greater Timeline:
noun
[WIP]
time & Time:
nouns
Have you ever went down a Youtube hole and thought only 15 minutes have passed but it’s really been 45 when you check the clock?
Those 15 minutes were time the 45 minutes were Time.
Those 15 minutes were as good real until you checked, and if your clock stopped working at 15 minutes how would you even know?
If humanity, in it’s current state, had the ability to effect Time some would destroy all due to- a lust for power < greed < and insecurity. So I don’t think we have the ability to change Time, plus that would be on the level of gods.
But we very much have the ability to muck up time (in the individual or for a collective). And I know a few who stuff others down to feel more godly.
(Read the first sentence of the previous paragraph again)
reality & Reality:
nouns
Use the same method of thinking that we used for time & Time and you understand this one as well. Same idea. Imagine tomorrow you find out in a single moment the most important person in your life for the previous 2 years was an imposter wanting to harm you.
In that singular moment, you would experience the Force of 730 days of Realty crashing through 730 days of reality.
or
17520 hours R crashing through 17520 hours r
or
1,051,000 minutes R crashing through 1,051,000 minutes r
OR
63,070,000 seconds R crashing through 63,070,000 seconds r
That is a lot of conflicts with actual Reality one’s brain would have to fix. I’ve had a very busy late Spring and all of Summer.
There are some who didn’t expect me to re-map that quickly. They were wrong, and sloppy.
Perception:
noun
What we view reality as based on the input from our senses, over the course of time. It’s important to note that perception is limited to for all humans— in terms of our detectable range of sensory inputs but also based on one’s identity. Perception can and will often vary due to identity. It is important to understand what additional cones of consciousness certain individuals are afforded through the discover of their identity, or tasked with by outside restrictions through their identity.
This is likely an important topic when talking about abuse and assault. I don’t often trust statistical numbers due to biases. When it’s presented that a sample of everyone was polled, I often ask, “Who is everyone?“— but I think this statistic is likely true. Most instances of abuse and assault occur with people the survivor knows personally, or someone who gets closer to the survivor as they target them. So I imagine for most survivors, the there’s an aspect of jarred perception when someone they’ve trusted is realized to be a malignant force.
[word] < [word] < [conjunction] [word]:
Formatting
A list of items that are relational. I do this above in the time & Time definition.
Broken Pipeline:
noun
A phrase which describes gap in a logical flow of [cause > effect], [influence > action], OR [action > result] resulting in an end result that seems incorrect. African American vernacular has a phrase to cover this event. It’s when the math don’t math.
The Coward’s Murder:
noun
Is a phrase which describes a group of targeted actions intended to inflict immediate to eventual harm. The aim is likely eventual harm. The actions are often small in context, supposedly benign, sometimes hard to trace, and seemingly unrelated— but will create dangerous harm in the aggregate.
Each action does just enough harm to eventually create slow ruin which appears the fault of the target, and leaves room for the attacker to deny. And now you know what’s been occurring to me.
The Coward’s Murder can scale on an individual level of person-to-person or many other societal combinations.
Ex: collective-to-person, collective-to-collective, system-to-collective, system-to-person, person-to-collective, collective-to-system, etc.
(I am thinking of collective as a stand-in for groups OR communities here)
Translation & Scale:
nouns
[WIP]
Vibrations:
noun
A force made from an accumulation of forces which permeates through everything, and often leaves those subject to that force in a state of awe, recognition, and awareness of vulnerabilities.
I will likely only use vibrations as a way to indicate a human force. Meaning a force generated by humans that mainly inly effects others humans. I usually think of vibrations as the outcome of several voices speaking together in unison.
Vibrations can shake structures or topple a royal palace. In my own journey, this is what I’ve been searching for to combat my abusers, as I’ve found my voice limited due to my identity. Vibrations. They are powerful, impactful, and hold a dominance over human cognition. They can be used for the good or for the opposite.
</nullnote>
Let’s continue—
There is no recognized narrative for my identity
Through this experience I’m learning the extreme importance of narrative when it comes to each of our lives and how we navigate society— as well as society navigating us.
As the importance of narrative unpacks for me I’m guided towards several questions—
Who are the storytellers?
Who are the just storytellers?
Who are the unjust storytellers?
Are the just storytellers protected?
And I ask if they are protected because I’ve learned my story is actually not uncommon to the folks I share my identity with— contrary to the non-admissions of society. There seems to be a broken pipeline. So I can only lament that the storytellers who carried my story didn’t make it. As I try to tell mine, I’m beginning to understand why.
But this will be long, so let’s call this Part One and break here.
To Continue—
Oh!—
And for those unaware this collection of emojis together in this order is a symbol I call “The Me & V”. Named after my cat Violette who passed as a result of my abuser’s actions.
Other reasons that some Black survivors cite for choosing not to report include: fear of physical violence against them and their family; worries about being unjustly accused of being the perpetrator of a crime
(RAINN, 2020)
It’s been a werd and quirky journey on the statement of ‘i matter‘, proving i do so thats others like me may know they matter as well.
Black men also face particular stigmas and stereotypes that make them fear they won’t be believed and make it harder to access support and resources after experiencing sexual violence.
(RAINN, 2020)
And through this experience I’ve found something funny about other humans. Many of us lack the ability to mentally constrain a person with an unfamiliar narrative.
What happens to me actually happens to many Black people who wish to speak out about assault. RAINN has a good article on it.
They make a move to criminalize me thinking it will prevent me from speaking. Apparently, you can be racist to someone, and when they call you out, you need protection from the state of NY to be safe with your racism.
(Gonna be speaking to the legal clinic that issued this and NYC courts about this btw. Raising a case if needed. I won’t allow this to be a precedent)
You know, when I saw things like this, I truly didn’t want to believe what I was seeing. Imagine thinking you had a grlfriend
Also having to mention a protection order to anyone automatically places you in a position of doubt by others. And whats horrible is this fools so many people. even friends of mine. Why?
Narrative.
I’m facing something that’s not been done before, so that is the embodiment of nullstep the story and the word nullstep as well.
And that’s what I’ve been doing through this nullstep story. Much like Peter I’ve been using my skills and intellect to find a path to justice.
And what happened to the regular path?
I believe we should all have more fairness and consideration in the world.
Being falsely criminalized holds a particular trauma for Black people and it happens far too often.
And when I go to certain friends and associates while I’m in peril, something bizarre happens.
But there’s something about these dark corners. They aren’t very well charted or explored commonly.
And I’ve been finding treasure here.
Treasure in the form of knowledge of how a lot of things work.
in what I’m going through, so I’ve started writing one. Or at least exploring it through writing and visual media. It’s helped illuminate the darker spaces in this journey.
It’s been like a journal and a thesis in exploring a challenge which calls on me to look at my identity through the light of many lenses, intersections, and perspectives.
ith existing concepts.
David Carrol was once my professor and criitiqer and totally nailed me on a prject i didn’t properly research fr haa. it was a valuale lesson. he has first dibs
There’s some new terms we should define before we continue though.