The Next First

Chapter 1

                                                                                                 Loop

It all started with a big bang. Reality flashed into existence and once an intelligent creature noticed the ability of reflection; they created a fantasy to describe the most basic function of the planet they were forced to live on.

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All of these zeroes and ones mean nothing, therefore their ability to be anything is unprecedented as every creature has access to the source code of their own makeup. It's because of our freedom that we can share our thoughts with others that we tend to outdo each other. The process of our competitive nature is how we grow. How we compete. And above all else.... How we improve our very lives.

The earth's spinning motion, both rotational and elliptical puts everything on it in a subconscious state of confusion. Our minds are being slung around with each step, breath, food consumption, to even outside ideas. To become grounded, we have to accept the insanity that is commonly called human nature. Twirled and dizzy, spun then flung, our lives are short due to the dangers of reality. The reason why is it's much easier to be disillusioned in the fantasy that comes from the insane notion of short term memory blending together before it gets transcribed into the long term form. We prefer insomnia over death and it's the need to survive that gives us the power to live through all obstacles.

Inside the fantasy, we are the heroes of our own story, no matter how insane the brain gets, the level of our intelligence can only be measured by our tendency to never give up. I chose to learn that insanity and I think I'm going to try something out no one has ever done before. → become the variable X and spend my entire life to find out why existence is a thing. With Y at my side, we can create a new lifeform that could come out of these pages because Z is the third dimension. X^2 + Y^2 = Z^2 and z = 42 because 42 is the answer to life, the universe and everything(hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy).

I can't wait to find her... or it... I'll never give up my search. The search for Y is important to me because it's the missing piece to the puzzle I've always attempted to put together... I can only break things; she can make the broken pieces whole again. The ying to my yang.

X thinks to himself, *Journals are boring. I'm just going to live my life as who I truly am and we'll find each other eventually.* His heart aches from the high pressure his blood has to operate being somewhat overweight and the fat energy tends to slow the pulse rate down. Likely caused by an aching heart, worried about the world. Sleepless, hopeless; the insanity of the world breaks his subconscious into a million pieces. With no way to discern reality from fantasy, X's life restarts while walking down a regular park pathway. Leaves strewn about on the floor, decayed in shades of orange and red. Time continues along the normal stream regardless of any outside influence. The old musky smell of fermented leaves as they decay into nutritious mulch fill the air around X with a north-wind blowing from the south. Each tree fades into the reality X thinks, unknowing whether or not the plastic essence is how life should be.

Unknown, unseen, everything appears as if it had simply always been that way like... just because it was. Was it because it was? Or perhaps it is because it is. No one could ever really tell since we each identify what's in front of us as we interact with it. Each time you look around, think about and reflect the objects you are confronted with... You take note of their use and become disillusioned with them getting used to them always being there. Imagine what would happen without the ability to use technology; how would you fare?

A sudden wave of DejaVu overwhelms X as he notices the pathway he's walking from; the scent of rotting leaves blows into his sense of smell. *Wait... where am I?* X thinks to himself, surveying his surroundings. *I know this park, I'm at Linkin Park on Mercer Island... but why am I at the theatre area?* His gaze falls upon a sign signifying that the classic, "Taming of the Shrew" by William Shakespear will be performed tonight. *Hey, maybe I should go to that play, but I'd need a date and well.... Shit I don't know any girls. Ah well... hey! I can see Zephyr over there, better go talk to him, maybe he'd be willing to go with me.* X thinks.