This story begins with two boys inside a shed. The shed is lit by a light in the corner, a dingy lamp. As they both are enveloped by the special medicine in the room, the one boy begins to be beckoned by an overwhelming force within him as he reaches further and further into the depths of his consciousness and succumbs to a spiritual awakening. The voice is calling out to him, seeking him for a mission for which he has been called on to fulfill. It has been prophesied throughout the ages for the coming of such a boy, and all at once, it felt real in his mind and could be felt within steady vibrations through his body. The boy stood at the threshold of the door, and could feel the cool spring breeze run across his exposed cheeks and long, cold fingers. The boy felt drawn to his home where he was to fulfill what had been written for so long ago and had been passed down throughout the ages to for when the right moment in time and space emerged. The boy’s mind began to fill with excitement and anxiousness and he swiftly moved one foot in front of the other as his walk now turned into a light jog, and eventually to what seemed like a sprint. He reached the door. As tiny droplets of sweat perspired from his hairline and brow, he opened the door and entered his home moving through the dark quickly and quietly. All along, the boy kept asking himself this one question over and over as a burning desire for truth filled his mind: What was to come and become of him in this moment to come?
As the boy entered the room, his mind went for the light, but his hand felt a pressure, a resistance, altering his path away from the light. Instead, he was drawn to the bed where he collapsed into the clouds that was his mattress. As he began to get comfortable, the boy began to align his body as he always does during meditation and prayer. He crossed his legs and arms, each aligned in center with each other. He relaxed his mind and drew his eyes to a close. That force that came to him earlier, returned. A presence, a shadowy figure emerged within his deep state of meditation with a message. His message was clear, you are to create, were the words spoken into his mind. In an instance, the vision and unknown figure were gone, but the message was clear. Before the boy could think, the words C-R-E-A-T-E were spoken from his lips, transferring from the depths of his mind through the gateway that was his lips for a thought that is only manifested with the action of spoken word. In an instant of time, the boy's mind was overwhelmed with white light and the sudden feeling of acceleration. His subconscious vision was moving faster than light and was creating space out of itself as the boy accelerated forward. With each passing second, His mind, brain, and body vibrated in unison as his vision and subconscious body accelerated forward through space and time which was being calculated and created from itself to expand further. As space was created, objects did not appear behind the boy as he thought. As the boy approached what was to become Earth, something in the back of his mind told him to turn on the light, so without blinking an eye, the boy quickly turned on the lamp adjacent to his bed. Next, the boy closed his eyes again and let out a breath of air. What came next began to overwhelm the boy at what he created. With the lamp light and the breath came life and light to the Earth and the universe. The stars were shining in every direction and before him was his greatest creation, Earth. As the boy hovered lower to overlook his creation, he saw before him……. a man and woman in the garden of knowledge of good and evil. But in the end, everything was perfect.
The boy awakens from the dream, now realizing what lay inside his mind…….Creation. Elated with raw emotion, the boy lay calmly with the lights off again staring into his now blank mind. What have I just done? Is this real, or a dream? Reality or an illusion? Questions began to invade his mind, attacking from all angles of his subconscious mind. Every human life comes with a story, a perspective, something that is Created through the connection between the conscious observer and the natural world. If all human life, if each conscious observer, has a story, the boy thought, why shouldn’t the universe, or the world to come, not fulfill the same fate as the Creator of the human universe.
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