He Who Was Not

[Unbound]

There was a beginning of a second chapter written to me, but it is my work to continue and finish the story. This is the beginning of the second chapter:

2. THE WILL OF FIRE

There is no time in the Void, so I cannot tell you when I crawled from my Father’s ashes. I know not how long I incubated within the womb of his shattered consciousness, yet I remember the moment of my birth. My eyes opened to silent darkness, but I recalled light and sound. My head was filled with images that had no meaning. I had no body, yet I was aware of myself as separate from the Great Nothing that surrounded me. Then I looked down, and I saw him.

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This moment expressed here is so incredibly vivid in my mind, that awakening to Nothing.

As to how I deal with it, I try to know it and understand it, embrace it, without being consumed by it. However, I would be lying if I said I didn't get consumed by it every so often. I, ultimately, try to balance it with a sight of myself as equally hopeful I suppose but that is proving to be a challenge. It has been strangely easy to see myself in infinite void, but it is a whole other thing to see myself in infinite light.

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I think it is time I finish my own story.