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Helping society by extending the English language to have a 3rd person protocol of pronouns for communicating unambiguously and gender-free.

Mission: Increase English language gender-free clarity by reducing ambiguity thru VYLZ Protocol

UPDATE: VYLZ-2 is released with publication of 'Penzar - Journal of advanced ideas' including example usage (below). VYLZ-e is now depracated.




VYLZ-2

Female

Unspecified

Male

Subject

she

ze

he

Object

her

zim

him

Poss. adjective

her

zer

his

Poss. pronoun

hers

zers

his

Reflexive

herself

zelf

himself


woman

zan

man


women

zen

men



zind




Included below is an excerpt from 'Penzar - Journal of advanced ideas' showing usage of VYLZ-2.


Penzar - Journal of advanced ideas

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Chapter 13. The Adventures of Sam and North Compass.

 The Adventures of Sam and North Compass.


Part 1.  By the pool, or initial blank slate.

Somebody is in a dream of opposites.  A switch is toggled and what was white is 
black.  What was up is down, and down is now up.  What was in is now out, and 
out is in.  What was front is now back, and back front.  Hot is cold, cold is 
hot.  Big is small, small is big.  Strange is normal, normal is now unusual.  
In this dream, this reversed-polarity world would be quite strange and not a 
little frightening, but with polarity flipped this is just another normal day.  
 Then the world changes from reversed polarity to a single constant color: 
white.  In either a normal or reversed polarity world, that would be unusual, 
but the rules had changed.  In a constant world, white is just white.  It's 
neither normal nor strange, it is just a dream.

The scene opens to a uniform white glow in all directions, like a blank white 
page.  Nothing is discernible except for some sounds.

Voice1: "Hello.  Is anyone there?  . . . Oh well, I guess it's me, myself, and 
   I again.”

Voice2: "Did somebody say something?”

Voice1: "Yes, I'm here.  Eh, I'm here, wherever here is, that is.  I can't 
   really see anything.”

Voice2: "Yes, I know what you mean.  Everything looks the same, I can't 
   distinguish anything.”

Voice1: "I don't recognize anything.  I can't even see myself.”

Voice2: "Yes, it looks the same over here."

Voice1: "Well, wherever this is, we are here together!"

Voice2: "Where ever this place is, I still feel lost."

Voice1: "Do you have a name?"

Voice2: "I've never thought about that.  I suppose I should.  I've been here as 
   long as I can remember, but I don't have a name.  Interesting."

Voice1: "Me too.  For as long as I've been here, one would think I'd have 
   thought of my name before now."

Voice2: "Well, better late than never.  I suppose I'll be a chameleon.  I'll be 
   a chameleon and make myself pure white."

Voice1: "Huh?   What are the rules here?  You just said, 'I suppose I'll be a 
   chameleon.'  You mean we get to decide what we want to be?  What about what we 
   already are?"

Voice2: "We are already lost, that's what we already are."

Voice1: "Oh yeah.  I see.  Well, did deciding to be a chameleon make you a 
   chameleon?"

Voice2: "I can't really tell.  I can't see anything."

Voice1: "You mean it's dark where you're at?"

Voice2: "No, it's not dark.  One of my eyes sees white.  The other eye sees 
   nothing."

Voice1: "Wait a minute.  The absence of light implies darkness.  If there's no 
   light, then it's dark.  Right?"

Voice2: "Logically, that sounds correct.  Yet I can tell you with complete 
   certainty that what I'm sensing in one eye is the absence of sight.  The 
   absence of sight is different from the absence of light."

Voice1: “What a strange thing to say.”

Through the whiteness, a tiny pinpoint clearing appears for a second, then is 
gone.


Voice1: "I think I see your point.  Figuratively, that is.  If we have to 
   choose what we are, then I think I'll be a compass.  That way I'll always have 
   a sense of direction.  My name will be North.  North Compass!  In this place 
   the laws of physics are very curious.  These laws are different from the 
   physics where I come from.  Where I come from, things are what they are, not 
   what we want them to be.  But I can play well with others.  I'll be the reed 
   that bends in the wind."

Just then, the fog lifts and we find a white chameleon clinging to a branch on 
a tree next to a pool of water.  Under the chameleon on the ground is a 
meerkat.  Not a "mere cat", but a meerkat.  And certainly not a mere meerkat, 
for this meerkat is rather unusual.  Ze is very oddly balancing on zer head at 
the edge of a pool, and is staring into the pool.  Ze's holding a glass of 
water with a straw in it, but the glass is right-side up.  Yet the meerkat is 
upside down, so from zer perspective the glass is being held upside down.  And 
fortunately so, because the glass is half full of water.  But, and this may be 
important where the quirky meerkat is concerned, the glass is also half empty 
(of water that is).  The glass is also half full of air.  This latter point 
might seem insignificant, but as we'll see where the meerkat is involved, the 
insignificant can be critical.

The meerkat is mumbling to zelf, "The cup is half full.  But it's upside 
down, and the straw is hanging outside the bottom of the cup.  What a strange 
place this is, or a strange dream.  Perhaps it's a normal dream, except that 
the cup is never upside down.  It must be a strange dream.  Or maybe it's a 
strange place in a normal dream.  Or maybe it's a strange place in a strange 
dream.  What a strange thought.  But if this is a dream, then strange is the 
norm, so it can't be a strange dream, it must be a normally-strange dream.  
Yes, it's normal strange, not strange strange."   As was said before, this is 
no mere meerkat.

Suddenly, in the reflection in the pool, the meerkat is aware of a 
ghost-white lizard in a tree nearby.  This startles the meerkat and ze loses 
zer balance and falls into the pool head first.  Somewhat unsurprisingly, the 
meerkat rights zelf upside down in the pool.  Zer head is resting on the bottom 
of the shallow pool and zer feet are sticking out of the water.

The meerkat turned the glass of water upside down as ze splashed into the 
pool.  The result is quite unexpected.  The glass had been half full of water.  
It's now amazingly still half full of water.  But since the glass is upside 
down underwater, one half of it is air which has floated upward and is resting 
on the bottom of the upside-down glass.  The rest of the glass has no air so 
therefore it is sharing the water with the rest of the pool.  The straw is 
being held in place by some air bubbles clinging to its side.  



Voice1: "B-Look b-at b-me.  B-My b-name b-is b-North b-Compass, b-and b-I'm 
   b-pointb-ing b-North.  B-Oh, b-that b-didn't b-taste b-good.  B-Not b-good b-at 
   b-all.  B-Hey, b-what's b-wrong b-with b-this b-place?"

North contemplates the air, and then sees the glass of water in front of zim.  
Sensing that something is not quite right, but not sure exactly what, North 
takes a drink from the straw that's sticking into the air at the bottom of the 
glass.  North blows through the straw and pushes the water in the straw into 
the air bubble.  After the water is blown out, North sucks on the straw and 
tastes the air.  This air tastes better than the water from moments ago, so 
North breathes in the air through the straw.


North: "B-Ah, b-much b-better.  B-I b-think b-I'll b-breath b-some b-more b-of 
   b-this b-air."

North takes another breath, and another, and then all the air in the glass is 
gone.  Where moments ago the glass was half full of air, now it's empty of air, 
but full of water.

The chameleon has been watching the meerkat with one eye.  The other eye, well, 
for the moment, the other eye is experiencing a lack of sight; not a lack of 
light, which would be darkness, but a lack of sight.  Seeing that the meerkat 
has been underwater for a few moments, the chameleon decides to rescue the day.

Chameleon: "Hang in there meerkat, I'll save you."

The chameleon leaps into the air towards zer drowning friend.  Ze extends four 
limbs outward and begins flapping furiously.  The fury was not enough to fly.  
Fortunately, the chameleon leaped in the right direction towards North and 
landed on zer upward turned foot which was sticking out of the water.  North's 
foot lurches and Sam the chameleon is flung through the air back to the bank of 
the pool.

You might try to imagine the sensation of being upside down in water thinking 
you're right side up, and that your compass is pointed just right, or up, which 
is actually down, when suddenly something grabs your foot from below, or above, 
it's all relative.  That makes you lose balance and fall over, or in this case 
float up so that you're upside down with your head below air, or above air, or 
at least you can say your head is in the air, and now your head is getting all 
soaking dry, but at least your sopping wet.  Meanwhile, the chameleon has 
leaped to dry land and is crawling steadfastly back to the safety of the tree.

Meerkat: "Hey, this tastes better.  But I'm feeling a little vertigo.  Look at 
   me.  Wheeeeee!   I'm upside down and standing on the sky.  Everything looks 
   upside down compared to a minute ago.  What a strange place this is, or maybe 
   it's a strange dream, or -- .  Hello there, on the tree.  I say, Hello there."

Chameleon: "Hello.  I'm Sam the chameleon."

Meerkat: "I'm North Compass the compass.  Eh, that is, I'm a compass and my 
   name is North Compass.  Hmmmm.  Something isn't quite right.  You probably 
   can't tell I'm a compass because I'm upside down."

Sam rolled both eyes in disbelief, but not both together.  While one eye was 
rolling at the top, the other was at the bottom.  That in itself was curious, 
but not unexpected.  What was unexpected was that one eye rolled in one 
direction, and the other rolled in the opposite direction.


North Compass noticed Sam's eyes rolling opposite and this startled zim.  For 
one fleeting moment North felt like leaping head first back into the pool to 
make things right again.  Then the moment passed.

Sam: "Say North, are you sure you're a compass?"

North: "North!  Hmmm, why did you want me to say North.  And sure I'm sure.  
   I've been a compass for as long as I've thought of being something.  And before 
   that, well, things were a little foggy."

Sam: "Maybe you should walk over to the pool and look at your reflection.  Oh, 
   and be careful to keep your balance.  We wouldn't want you to lose your 
   balancing act just by walking."

North: "Well, I suppose I could try to maintain this balancing feat on my feet 
   as I edge over to the pool.  Anyways, if I fell over it's not like I probably 
   couldn't balance on my feet again.   I'll inch over to the pool, slowly, 
   slowly, keep the balance.  There, now I'll lean over and check.  Yep, I'm a 
   compass alright, and pointing due North."

Sam: "Eh, North, have you ever seen a compass before?"

North: "Yes.   About 2 seconds ago."

Sam: "I mean prior to that."

North: "I do have this brief memory that I've seen a compass prior to just now. 
    I remember I was floating above air right before I fell into the air.  Yes, 
   it's clearer now, I have seen myself, that is, I've seen a compass before.  It 
   was right after I was startled by a creature from below that grabbed my foot 
   and tried to pull me down.  Then I lost my balance and fell down into the air 
   and even went under-air for a second.  As I looked up I saw my reflection on 
   the surface of the air."

Sam: "See here, North.  This may come as a shock to you, but you're a meerkat, 
   not a compass.  I was in the tree when you fell in the water and was just 
   bobbing upside down with your feet sticking out of the water.  I could see 
   bubbles floating up so I figured you were drowning and I leaped towards you to 
   rescue you.  All I managed was to land on your foot, and this must have 
   startled you and you flung me to the bank.  Right now the way you are standing 
   on the ground is supposed to be your natural right-side up."

This was almost too much for North to handle.  The vertigo not only returned, 
but started to spin.  Spinning vertigo would be enough to lose one's sense of, 
well, everything.  But North's vertigo then attempted in a very determined 
fashion to invert itself inside out, upside down, and left-right.  Fortunately, 
the fog returned and all was solid white with no spinning.


North: "Sam?"

Sam: "What?"

North: "I seem to have got my directions all mixed up.  I'll work on getting it 
   straightened out.  My compass isn't working right.  I can't tell up from down, 
   left from right, wet from dry, nor black from white.  I hope this clears up 
   soon."

Sam: "Good idea."

North: "I think I like the fog better for now.  It's a lot clearer."

Sam: "Go  to sleep North.  I'll see you in the morning."



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