Short Story From Sophomore Year O College

It was the first morning after the first night and the air was neither thick nor thin; it just was as everything else was for the very first time. Nothing opened its eyes and nothing stirred while everything was beginning every minute of every day since day one. Because everything began to begin things naturally began to end and then more things began still, much like morning and night, everyday. Cold turned warm and cold again while the ocean waved and sighed in the light from the moon and then the sun. There were sounds, there was light, there was sensation; and so everything widened its eyes to see but wondered nothing. There was beauty and simplicity but this was not enough. Boredom was born causing everything to move about; setting them apart. Animals saw people, people saw land, people saw each other, and some say God saw everything. Some saw God reciprocally and some did not, however, everyone saw things differently.

Things were given to some and from others taken but always in the end of everything there was nothing, to make things even. People witnessed this and so patterns emerged and consequences were drawn until ideas infected the cognition of everyone. Ideas were passed and preached down the line and soon they were everywhere. People began to think more and more; of each other, of themselves, of the world, of anything and nothing until their heads began to grow like everything else had on the first day for the very first time. As with the growth of everything, people became awed and enamored. By this new love people were blinded, in the light of the sun and then the moon. Some became limited and their eyes were manipulated by their brains to filter what they saw. Everybody was always right in this sense, though everyone secretly felt wrong; thus insecurities were born and given life. This new life followed on as all life had since the first. It grew wildly and a new array of needs emerged to appease such inclinations. People sought trust and understanding and ultimately their own bodies were not enough to keep themselves appeased. They began to need other people with other bodies and minds to create this happiness for them.

People laid together and created happiness until they could know nothing else. Such beauty and simplicity could not be enough and again they moved about, bumping and stumbling all night, and then all morning. Ultimately these other bodies were not sufficient and they were no longer pleased. Boredom bred restlessness and together they began creating stories and weaving webs. This kept them all very busy and time passed quickly in comparison. People grew complacent as they waved and sighed in the light of the sun and then the moon.

Complacency was passed from one to another and so on down the line until it infected the cognition of everybody. People became tired of what they knew and grew hungry; they hungered for what they did not know and could not know and began to despise their brains for manipulating them and making them limited. They gathered an array of poisons from the earth and like all new things, this, too, was passed on and on until everyone was infected. Their eyes grew wide and their filters weak until they could see everything in its beauty and simplicity as they had on the very first day after the very first night. There were sounds, there was light, there was sensation. Everyone, wide eyed, wondered nothing and basked in this until it ended as quickly as it had so begun. There was love and there were needs and always there were insecurities. This was not troublesome because there was no margin for boredom; they asked new questions, found new answers, and continued to lie together creating happiness. As they had depended upon the power of people, they depended upon the power of poisons; this kept them all very busy and they talked endlessly while time passed quickly in comparison.

Time had always passed in this way and like everything on the very first day it began to begin and end constantly. People witnessed how things came and went and consequences were drawn until they realized that they, too, were limited. They sought meaning and created it where none could easily be found. In their dependency they became indebted to one another. This bond took life and grew like all living things born since the beginning. This was also called love because it awed and enamored them. People nursed and pleased one another until this was not enough and so they made love tangible. Together they laid in coition creating pure happiness; beautiful and simple. People were appeased and distracted and so they were indebted, too, to the happiness they had manifested. They held it close and caressed it until they, like all things that would live after them, naturally began to end. Behind them they left their happiness to grow naturally and wildly, against the fate of every tomorrow.

It was the first morning after the last night and the air was neither thick nor thin; it just was, as everything else was for the very first time.