In Between

The Quiet Beginnings

   Velvet darkness is all around me. I am aware but I do not know what I am. It is only me in this place. I do not know how long I have been here before I began to have thoughts. Began to hold self-awareness. Wisps of intangible thought cross over my being and surround me somehow allowing me to absorb the information they once held. Another crosses and as I am thirsty for anything I take it in....
   Only to regret the pain it causes me...EMOTION SUCESSFULLY OBTAINED. As if an explosion was set off within my self this thing called emotion began to rip me apart. The wisp I absorbed whispered into my self with an echo, LONLINESS, and then instantly after a louder echo that made my self cringe...SORROW!!! I know not how long I escalated through a plethora of what I came to know as, negativity, before more gentle and exhilarating, positivity, came to be.
    Wisdoms keep coming to me even though I no longer wanted to accept anymore after my encounter with emotion. For the most part even though I have a quiet acceptance of my sorrow and loneliness I wished to hold onto my positive emotions longer than I have thusfar been allowed to. Instead I had the misfortune of learning boredom. When I didn't have emotions I was never aware of my boredom.
   Another large wisp came to me, I feared it to be something worse than emotion and tried to recoil my self, but it wrapped around me and it called itself, FORM. Appendages grew from this form and awareness of something else. I partnered with this form and MIND, HEART, AND SOUL became known to me. As such I found that "my self" was equivalent of "my soul".
   I do not feel quiet any longer, mind and heart are far louder than even emotions. Instead this lack of quiet is rather disconcerting. The feeling of something coming flows throughout  this whole form. For the first time the darkness around me does not feel still. Suddenly, the darkness, my home, was ripped from me.