Just wrote this, no edits or corrections-just came out. I blame the insect pages.Paradise I can’t remember exactly when it was things began to change, it was all so gradual. Although I felt something like a dull pain I quickly adjusted to it. It is very difficult to describe now-especially as you and I do not have a common language. We do not really communicate at all, but I will try. Like many of my generation I was born into a large family. I remember nothing of my parents and suspect they abandoned my siblings and me when I was very young. Strangely, although I never have an image in my head I always had the idea that my parents were very beautiful, flighty and romantic. Whatever the truth, they were never around and I quickly learned how to look after myself. Fortunately, I always managed to keep well fed, strong and healthy and the world I grew up in was both dangerous and beautiful. I learned to keep away from strangers and stay out of trouble. I also learned the best places to eat and to sleep. The fact is I spent most of my time eating and sleeping. I was always curious about the world around me and I would often marvel at everyday sights and sounds that others seemed to be indifferent to, at least they never said so. As I grew older and the routine of my life began to take shape I began to dream. Most times it would be fantasies about my parents, usually on a far off world where dazzling creatures swooped and soared and made love. I called this world Ambrosia as this was also my idea of the ultimate food. Everything was sweet and beautiful on this world and nothing died or got eaten. Getting eaten was one of the crazy things I used to worry about all the time. I am sure I saw this happen to some of my siblings-but maybe this was just another dream arising out of my feelings of abandonment. Maybe I was starting to change; like I said I am not sure when it began or even if it was just my mind drifting. What I do know was my dreams began to become more intense and instead of Ambrosia, a New World began to take its place. Colours became more vivid but my vision became less sharp. My appetite increased but I felt less like moving around and decided it would be good to settle in one place. This was not normally a good idea but somehow it began to feel safe and the right thing to do. I began to think about a Creator, the Universe and how everything was connected. I wanted to change but how-I did not know. After a long time-I cannot measure how long as the boundaries I once knew began to dissolve, I stopped eating and decided to stay in one place and meditate. I had found my clear spot. The place where all would be revealed and my destiny manifest. My mind slowly filled with images and began to expand into my surroundings, building connections and weaving webs of gossamer thought. One repeating image was of me as a hunter, always seeking, searching for one particular creature. Sometimes I became that hunted creature and I flitted from hunter to hunted. At one moment I began to feel great pain, as if my insides were about to explode and my head was turning to brain soup. This continued until after a while it began to subside and changed to pleasant warmth that began to flow through me. Slowly I began to feel energised and more awake, restless even. This restlessness grew and grew-time stopped and began again as I began to twitch outside and inside. I began to feel powerful and strong but something was holding me back. I saw a faint light in the distance and realised it had been totally dark for a very long time, my eyes began to adjust but I could not focus on any one thing. Concentrating on the light I began to understand something was blocking my way and I experienced some kind of fit. Lightning filled my head and my body jerked uncontrollably as my skin felt like it was bursting apart. A searing burst of light burned into my eyes like a thousand suns and my consciousness slipped away like a raindrop falling on a leaf. I awoke not just to a New World but to a new me. Whatever I was before was no more than a fading memory. I now knew who my parents were and who I was. My wings quickly dried and my multiple eyes began to scan and search all around. There was a scent I had to find. As I took to the air I knew I was now the hunter and I was going to be busy today.
Posted on: Sun, 27 Jul 2014 09:46:12 +0000
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