In the mythical or imaginary world, there are scholars, but they are not true scholars; all they do is read books and are sometimes enslaved to other people’s opinions; they think that is all there is in the world, someone else’s viewpoint, they consider whatever they read is considered valid. Long ago in the past, they had become intellectual slaves to what was said in the old texts; ancient and authoritative writing existed everywhere, and by going to the centers of learning, one could find a scholar speaking about almost anything they believed they discovered. Many true scholars never rely on what they read. They worked into the night and recorded what fascinates them about the world and things that mystify them, they study the languages, they study the deepest, most ancient languages, and investigate worlds that are not known to them. They are investigators of their inner selves, understanding that they have entered a micro-universe, thus learning all things that exist or seem to be. The other is the reality and observations of everyday things, like understanding people and complete comprehension of the sciences and the arts. They test and experiment with everything, not believing everything they read or hear. Yet they knew that there are things beyond the reach of experimentation and so-called reality.

Some of the scholars appear messy looking; that perception has to do with the clothing they wore and wore in the past, with the shreds and tatters; this may be the style of some scholars. Many work alone but communicate through telepathy they work together but in separate buildings or places. They work on joint projects, and although the public perceives scholars as sedentary people, they aren’t too many of them; they are not strange either, some of them are old, and they wear old clothing that is out of date.

The scholars of the mythical world are and were researchers investigating things that exist and exist in the world. They are participants in scientific investigations, and they study anything they consider attractive.

They also believe in the unseen that cannot be exactly proven, although, to some, that doesn’t seem scientific. Their powerful consciousness and senses could twist and turn, and time is and was an essential thing for the scholars; it’s not a type of meditation they went into that created this skill; they used the advice that aids their minds in searching for things that doesn’t and didn’t seem to exist. Intuition is unimportant for scholars. What they were doing was accessing the Celestial Library. The scholars enter a learning universe that is personal to them; no one else can enter; it’s a universe where they are the only ones to exist there.

There is an actual physical library that exists with one librarian there are many such as these. It’s like a whole universe that goes on forever; think of intergalactic space, and think of the library. Like other libraries similar to it there are trees growing in almost every area of the library; some say this is only an illusion, it’s real enough strange things that grow that may not be called trees in the proper sense; some are plants and animals, others seem to come from other worlds. Anything is possible there.

Scholars get their information from the libraries and those from the celestial realm.

Scholars come in all forms and shapes; they never agree with one another. Tribal councils from all over the imaginary world would ask them for advice. Some have long beards, many fashions a goatee others clean-shaven, hair is of many different lengths, and any form of dress is possible for a scholar and acceptable. Sometimes that reflects the culture they come from. But they never conform to anything.

Lately, many scholars have to keep themselves away from the council, city life, and people who don’t want to understand their work; prominent scholars were and are becoming hermits as they study and work. They live in their own world, things they write on paper, subjects they choose to correspond in the air that is recorded automatically with a pen that can, and paper-thin stones that can hold an infinite number of information for the scholars to study. Yes, they study in libraries like most libraries, there are trees that grow and gardens that are study areas that represent an entire knowledge of the world. That is why they hardly had to go out. When they sleep, their dreams are so real that they could live in them.

The scholar’s world was and are so cluttered with things they call necessities that they seem to possess everything, but they don’t; these things had been accumulated over the centuries by other scholars who had lived there before. The previous scholars choose a successor; the present scholar is the master of the dwelling on top of the tower.

A few remote scholars have rejected society in that they reside in deep mountain valleys. The dwellings they reside in are saucer-shaped, and partially built underground.

Some scholars teach only for a short time during the year or only come into a classroom every twenty-five years.

There are all kinds of scholars; there is no such thing as a typical scholar; they are all individuals different from one another. They are non-conformists.