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The Creation


Author: eggshells
ASL Info:    23/M/WA
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The Creation



I am flowing against the current,
while looking down this path.
I am seeking the only answer
that will breach all of this black.

Now I reach out just to touch it,
then I will pull it in.
I'll allow it to surround me
and settle deep within.

My senses start to tingle
as the solution appears within my grasp.
This conclusion may be chaotic,
but I must instigate this task.

The answers start to ripple through the air.
The black begins to tear.

The holes that pierce the dark,
shine clearly through the stark.

Then I begin to call this light before me.
Again, I slowly draw it in.
I then pour it out completely
and watch as the black begins to end.

But the light seems to keep on going.
I try, but cannot bring it to its end.
These answers are multiplying
And have become impossible to comprehend.

I stretch myself to contain this
seemingly unstoppable force,
that I have created.
I struggle to guide the course.

The light begins to bend against my will,
But this power throbs still.

As another answer appears before me,
the light starts to flash slowly.

I fear the light may come to an end,
but my answer may be able to mend it.
Quickly, I reach deep within myself,
clutch my light, and then extend it.

Suddenly, a flash consumed my existence.
The only perception was white.
I believe I may have averted disaster,
unless all is consumed by this light.

The white fades.
The black wades.

Light swirls about in a transient way.
The darkness probes for a place to lay.

Now for the solution to this problem,
I must create death.
So I surround the light with the black
and hold my breath.

To my greatest surprise,
the light pulses gently and slow.
The darkness embraces the flames
and lets off a grayish glow.

My endeavor is complete,
but my retirement has not begun.
I now must find another
who can do what I have done.

We shall seek to find an answer.
We shall seek to create a start.
We shall seek to share a purpose.
We shall seek to have a heart.

End




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  This seems like song lyrics. It has a bit of a cult-like quality to it. Interesting but disturbing.

A quick grammar note:

Most of the piece is in present tense:

The light begins to bend against my will,
But this power throbs still.

Towards the middle, for just one stanza it is in past tense:

Suddenly, a flash consumed my existence.
The only perception was white.
I believe I may have averted disaster,
unless all is consumed by this light.

But then it reverts back to present tense right away:
The white fades.
The black wades.

I found this distracting.

Interesting write, though.
| Posted on 2017-05-28 00:00:00 | by JanePlane | [ Reply to This ]


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