Lightly Updated — March 26th, 2023

Be Open (More About Me) — Gustave Deresse

Hello, splendid to be met!

A Brief Introduction

Ah, the incredible stories I haven’t told for lack of picture proof. Senseless logic, for a writer.

Appearing before you today as ‘Gustave Deresse’, my name is Lee G. Dupont. The pen name was just a means to claim some Google pages to myself. It was also a lazy attempt at numerology.

I’m a human male, twenty-eight years of age — or as I prefer considering it, immutably minus three hundred until otherwise chosen.

Depending on circumstance, the unit of time may vary. Three hundred years, until I require three hundred days, hours, minutes, seconds, or milliseconds. I have no wishes for this need.

Mildly educated in computer science, I promptly decided not to trust myself with further knowledge of network security, and dropped out of third year.

That wasn’t a version of me you want to meet.

While never unreasonably horrible, my life has known tumult. To most, I don’t appear to care about anything. To those closest to me, it’s often perceived to be the other way around. In all cases, I’m not one for needlessly extending the reach of chaos.

Medium

I started writing on Medium with the purpose of sharing my personal angles on spirituality, wellbeing, and self-improvement. This narrowed path immediately back-fired.

It turns out I enjoy expressing myself.

My only concern is that something about me often prevents others from responding in kind.

It’s off-putting.

Follows and Story Responses

If you’re a writer and I comment on your work, I wanted to do it. If I follow you, I’m collecting your profile with the intention that someday I might read more. I could explore your profile right then and there, but it’s possible I might never at all.

Don’t follow me back for purely transactionary purposes. I don’t appreciate your support in this way.

When your patronage doesn’t entail empty sacrifice, I’ll be ravished to receive it.

On Chaos

I enjoy preaching on the value of accepting some level of darkness for what it is, a necessary part of reality which we only hurt ourselves by hating. This was a philosophy born of necessity, and I find it dangerous if taken too far.

We can’t stay always stay idle in the face of evil.

I hope we can at all.

Furthermore, never forget negativity is always negative, there’s no way around it, and two wrongs put together do NOT make a right. Or, in other words, negative reinforcement, even when successful, often risks more brokenness. I may easily get carried away on the topic.

What I Am

I don’t particularly identify by brain states.

Depression, anxiety, other forms of OCD, near borderline-personality disorder… these are all trauma-born aspects I’ve gradually been in the process of purging from my being.

The brain rewires itself over time, and as adults it’s our responsibility to take control over this process.

I’m doing my best at this time.

Gratitude

I have to thank Gregory Caremans and his team at Brain Academy (unsponsored) for the extensive and applicable base understanding of the human brain, along with the reading list that started everything moving forward for me.

I often no longer recognize myself, in that I’m mentally healthier, calmer, more stable, and can focus on/remember far more than I’d ever have imagined before.

Also, Amazon Audible.

There’s just something about a six hour walk listening to a good narrator explain facts of existence that can’t. be. beat.

*beaten

I guess there’s also the required friends, family, forested environments, textiles, music, architecture, self-restraint, technology, pillows, the ability to think, flowing water, faraway stars, retinas, couch covers, rice, creativity and imagination, communicative abilities, love, peace, wonder, certain personal proclivities—

What I Am Actually

I usually believe in the quantum theory of existence, wherein all exists in a singular state of everythingness and nothingness. I also deeply appreciate its common connections with the occult.

I’ve always enjoyed imagining countless dimensions working together to give us our individual perspectives, each stream of consciousness linked as ‘referential fragments’ of the singularity, which is composed of perfect balance between nothingness and everythingness.

All that can exist, exists somewhere out there, whether in our universe, or on the other side of a black hole, etc.

Meaning transcends us.

Higher consciousness is what allows us to navigate our interdimensional environments.

I’m most certainly making things up, but then, no one knows.

I’ve always felt a close connection to the truth, as many of my learnings click as though subconsciously having pre-existed.

If the truth is hard to interpret, it’s to be expected!!

Music

From various classical genres, many of the metals, then flamenco, jazz, horrorcore, and more, to whatever I might enjoy in the moment. I don’t listen to the radio, most rap, country music, and even many songs from bands found in the genres listed above.

Also, I can only probably name one jazz artist from the top of my head, and that’s John Coletrane.

He truly expresses himself through the saxophone.

The following playlist is composed of some of my consistently favourite tracks from the last ten years—

Feel free to check out my ‘Favorites’ too, if you want to peek a little deeper into my mind on YouTube entertainment.

Also, a musician

Some of my music can be found on the music streaming service of your choice.

The pandemic has stunted my progress a little, but it isn’t the end of the world. My vocals simply travel too powerfully, the flute also being loud, and there are often people sleeping all about me.

I live at night.

And I need to move.

Otherwise, I’ve been learning to create music with virtual instruments. I’m told I have a unique sound, but I know half of that is born from my inexperience!

Nanook

Chosen Hunger

Through certain phases, I don’t mind starvation; I’m famished right now! I also believe it could come in handy someday, if ever forced to rely on small rations.

In all cases, I’m convinced most of my energy is drawn from other unperceived dimensions of existence.

This being said, I don’t curse anyone for eating to their heart’s content, and will often do it myself. As long as we don’t only live for ourselves.

But we do deserve to appreciate life.

Family

What Else?

While perpetually holding, I’ve managed to reduce my weed smoking from ‘all the time’ to two-three times a week — and only in the evening. Sincerely, I never understood my success in college.

I was never unflying.

I’ve considered for a while writing erotica, but have doubts about posting it under my main account.

{As of May 2022, author uses ProWritingAid for some of their work. {Yeah, that didn’t last more than a couple of months.}}

I refuse to use Grammarly.

My preferred level of OCD has me covered, and in real time! Feel free to poke fun (at me, not at others) if you ever spot a mistake, because I really want to remember the frequency of its happening. It’s also why I excelled as quality control in meat and potato chip factories. That was some good damn, fast paced, detail oriented work to distract the mind.

There are few in existence to whom I individually dedicate my time, though many still I hold dearly to heart.

I eat meat with a) the perspective that it requires more care in other facets of my karmic journey, and b) the speculation that it’s morally superior to prevent the waste of unavoidable sacrificial corpses.

As a professional cook, I can’t tell you how much flesh I’ve seen trashed.

It breaks my heart.

I Wouldn’t Usually Tell This Much

I’d like to thank A Shayens Abran for prompting writers such as myself to embrace openness.

Truly, while this isn’t the first time I write about myself, it’s the first time I feel comfortable enough doing so. I can’t tell you how many times I abandoned writing the following story of the time I was alone in the wilderness and sprayed myself with bear spray.

This publication has changed everything for me.

It was a particularly heavy and well placed straw, and this camel’s back had to SNAP! No, that was too violent an analogy — I take it back.

All being said, I shouldn’t get too lost in the excitement.

There is much on which I should be focused, i.e. making a final decision on the way I employ prepositions. Really. Between sloth and vanity, I have partaken in more than enough sin here on Medium!

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About the Author:

🔍 ㅤGustave Deresse Is a Canadian Writer, Editor, Wanderer, Cook, and Musical Artist Who Enjoys Exploring Themes as Spirituality, Logic, Life, Philosophy, Nature, Neurocognitive Psychology, Creativity, Writing, Humour, Inspiration, Music, Wellbeing — and the Weird.

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I appreciate you, take care.

Sincerely, — G