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[sid] => 62617
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Surreal: Nothingness
[time] => 2004-09-05 10:56:39
[hometext] => A dialogue between to entities. I hope to continue this at some point.
[bodytext] => |||I see you there looking at me...what is it that you seek? :::I am not here I am someplace but I am not where you think I stand |||Perhaps you're right...maybe you're not there but where ever it is that you are....why have you come? :::Come?...I have not come..I have awakened here....but I know who you are |||That comes as no surprise, I have many names and am known to many people, by what name do you know me? :::I know you as a sun keeper |||Is that right?...odd I have not heard that name in many ages...from where did you learn it? :::From my soul....I never learned it....it was always with me.... |||I see...you are a strange creature indeed...I have not come across one of your kind before.... :::My kind are few but we have been in your presence in the past...but we speak few words...you may remember our voices in your dreams |||So...that was your kind speaking to me...how peculiar....I did not know you all held such interest in me.... :::You hold influence over many...we merely wish to keep the balance undisturbed |||I...feel honored.....but why do you reveal your-self to me now? :::Because I have awakened....many more will do so in the coming days..... |||What do you mean by awakened?...I'm afraid I do not understand.... :::I.....do not understand either......I do not remember who I was....or why we are awakening.....and for what purpose... |||Hmmm....this is troubling news.....I'm afraid your presence may mean...something...incredible will happen...very soon :::Where....is it that you reside.....I do not....see as you see.... |||I am at the center of a great thicket of thorns encircled by a sulfur lake at the edge of the world :::I know that place well...it is a fascinating realm...I hope to visit it before I am called |||Called? :::Yes....but I do now know where I will be summoned to or my purpose....but I know that I will be needed |||Your words frighten me.... :::Have you ever seen the end? |||Yes...very long ago I was there...at its edge....but I could not cross to the otherside....I was...afraid :::It is a place to be feared....past the edge on the otherside...it is dark like no other darkness and yet there is noise, blazing noise and machines....terrible machines...you can make out their forms, but they are very dark.....nothing like the night....this kind of darkness is....unnatural... |||The night you say....it is always night here.... :::What do you mean....have you not a sun...you are its keeper |||I am, but the sky is always dark...the sun is there...but it is obscured.. :::I do not understand.... |||It seems you have not seen this planet in a very long time...the cities have become too numerous... :::Cities?....cities do not cover the sky....they reside on ground....do they not? |||They did...at least they used to....but now they are in the clouds...so much so that the sky cannot be seen...and upward it is always dark :::But then...how does life flourish...and how is it that you can see without the sun? |||There are many suns...that we have created of many colors that shine light and give life :::If that is so...then how is it that the sky is always dark....if you have created suns? |||These suns illuminate the ground not the sky...and there is no reflection of bright blue waters...the waters are black :::I see...and I'm afraid that I am beginning to understand...why I am awake... |||I do not....because the cities have restored much of what was once lost...forests are beginning a new...the oceans are regaining their splendor...and we have left the surface...to prevent it from being scarred once again :::You are correct....then I am still....confused as to why I...exist... |||Perhaps you are no longer needed...and have...fallen from your perch... :::No...I am here for a reason....something is....causing us to gather...here... |||How many of you are coming? :::All of us....I cannot name a number....but...more are coming....but when...I do not know...soon....but soon could be....very very long in your measure of time |||I see...but an event will occur....and I’m afraid that I will be here to see it....but I do not know how I should feel.... :::Feel nothing for we are nothing |||Nothingness is terrifying :::No...it is absolute...and you shall feel...nothing...you all will feel and be nothing... |||So...you do know why you are here? :::I do not |||Then you remember your past? :::I do not |||Then how is it that you can say who you are and how I should feel? :::Our existence is...a part of everything....we....are nothing...and we create..nothing....and yet we are everything...when we are asleep we...are ourselves...but awake...we do not remember...those entities....we only know what is imprinted in...the nothingness... |||So you are....Dreams? :::No....your dreams are still you....like we are when we're asleep...except we always sleep...we forget who we were before we slept...and forget our dreams once we are awake...we are nothing you see... |||Are you....gods....? :::Gods....perhaps we could be named as such....but we are.....not worshiped...we have no followers...so we are not gods....and we did not create....it all...we did not create you.....or the sun you neglect to admire... |||You misunderstand...we can still see the sun....from the cities and we do admire it....some even worship it...so it could be called a god as well...it’s just on the surface....the sun cannot be seen...except in very high places...mountains that rise higher then the clouds... :::I see.....you are a perculer race yourselves..... |||If you are not gods....then have you seen them....in your dreams?...in your other selves? :::Perhaps...but you forget....we cannot remember who we were when we slept...we are nothing... |||Then...do you know...at least where...we....came from? :::I do not...you mean...your beginnings? |||Yes :::I see...why do you....wish to know? |||I no not the reason...but it is something...that we crave to have answered :::Why? |||Again....I cannot say...why... :::It makes no difference....because you know how you've gotten to where you are now...through your kinds experience...so you created your-self...the beginning isn’t important...and that knowledge would not change your lives... |||You speak..as if you were a god.... :::I've told you...I am not a god by your kinds definition....we did not create you or everything else...we are nothing....why does your kind seek these...gods? |||To find answers. :::I see....answers...you say.....answers can be found...within your-selves...perhaps you already know many answers...to questions...that have great consequence on your lives...but you...seek to avoid them.....and invent more fittable answers.....or put them in....better form.....some questions.....have answers that need not be said...because they would change nothing....and the purpose of answers is to create change...or maybe if you did find them....you would all be as we are....nothing... |||You say that you are nothing....so how is it you speak to me...and know that there are more of you coming....and that your kind...speaks to me in my dreams...you contradict your-self :::I do not...I have told you before...we remember what is imprinted in the nothingness....the residual memories that are...essential for....our time awake...before we return to...our sleep once again....I also retain some memories of when I was...previously awake...its just our dreams...we remember....nothing of |||I see... :::You question me much...and remember little....I believed you would be....wiser then this...sun keeper |||Ah but asking questions is part of what keeps me wise :::True...you have my attention.....and I shall listen....ask me anything you want...I will not....mind you’re...curiosity....I must wait...here..till the others arrive.... 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