How do you tell a story that spans the entirety of the cosmos? Where do you begin? Do you begin, easily, at the start? Recollect from the Big Bang and continue forth in linear fashion to the present until you speculate into the future and to that of the Big Crunch? Or do you work backwards, from end to beginning, to tell the tale; to show the final product, then reverse to show how it was made? Or do you challenge yourself a bit and start in the present and interweave both skeins and threads into the tale? This has always been my conundrum: how to tell a story that spans the entirety of the cosmos in a universe that is actually a grand multiverse. It is a complete history of all that was, is, and will be. From the Big Bang all the way to the Big Crunch. It is everyones tale. Yours, mine, and yes, Justins. How to tell a tale through the eyes of one boy about all of this, when most of these things hes never seen, encountered, or lived? The Outsider was always planned to start at Justins death and work backwards. It is through his demise that he is granted the answers that he sought, of his own life, all the way to all the philosophical and metaphysical quandaries that equate up into that of the human condition. But alas I now know how. It is going to be experimental, radical, non-linear, and for a lot, probably very polarizing. It is very risky. But I think, no, I know, if I can pull it off, it will be wholly amazing, radical, and unique. When Justin dies he enters the Spiritus Mundi, the collective conscious of the universe. It is the encompassment of all Platonic perfection, all beauty, all goodness, all dreams, experience, and all souls. This is you, this is me, this is all the collective energies and souls that span the universe. When we expire, this is where we return to. This is God. This is Heaven. And when Justin dies, entering the Spiritus Mundi for the first time, he experiences, sees, and lives all the lives of all humans, creatures and beings that have, are, and will ever live in the universe. It is through this that I will tell my tale. In Justins last dying moments he will live every life, but the ones that will be recorded and recounted in the book itself will be every story that ties into his own- his skein threaded throughout the larger blanket that is the cosmos. This book will transcend and surpass space, time, life, and death. Through it you will live and encounter many lives, all interwoven and connected, creating that into what will be the story of Justin. At the end of the tale, it will be a new narrator’s voice receding into the darkness. He has recounted the story to his children. Has this entirety of a tale been a farce? Has it all been wholly a fiction of his imagination? No. For all stories come from the Spiritus Mundi. All tales of the imagination are facts in other ends of the vastness of the multiverse. He hasnt made it up, but has instead rediscovered it- plucked right out of the Spiritus Mundi. And who is this mysterious narrator recounting the story of Justin years after Justin himself has passed on? Lets just say the narrator has a familiar birthmark, one that is quite similar to that of a scar a young boy named Justin OStider had many, many years ago on another planet, in another galaxy, in another universe altogether...
Posted on: Thu, 18 Sep 2014 01:52:07 +0000
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