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<blockquote data-quote="taykair" data-source="post: 169626" data-attributes="member: 9418"><p style="text-align: center">Chapter Nine</p> <p style="text-align: center">First Things First (Date Unknown)</p><p></p><p>Who are we? Where do we come from? Where are we going?</p><p></p><p>Don't ask me. I haven't a clue. However, there was once a race of beings who thought they knew. They thought they knew everything. They believed themselves to be the first (and, as far as they were concerned, the only) intelligent beings in the universe. They were the Alphans.</p><p></p><p>I know. I know. They didn't really call themselves Alphans. I made that up. I don't know what they called themselves. (Some pieces are missing from my particular jigsaw puzzle, remember?) I call them Alphans because they considered themselves to be the first, that's all.</p><p></p><p>More important than merely being the first, though, they also believed they knew the answers to those three questions at the start of this chapter - those questions which still trouble many of us humans even now. Were the Alphans ever vexed by those questions? Oh, no. They knew exactly who they were and what their place in the universe was. They knew their origin and they knew their destiny. They knew these things because their faith in The Journey declared them to be so. It could not be otherwise.</p><p></p><p><em>In the beginning (the Alphans believed), in the time before our time, there existed nothing but the Great Ocean of Eternity - that which has been, and is, and forever shall be.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>The Great Ocean contained all that is possible. Not simply all that is. All that is possible.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>For a long, long time, in the time before our time, the Ocean simply was. It contained only the promise of all that was to come. Probabilities swirled and roiled within this Great Ocean for ages we cannot number, until it so happened that some possibilities merged with other possibilities, and the Creator was born.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>She arose from the Great Ocean fully formed. (I wonder if some ancient Greek got the idea of 'Aphrodite rising from the foam' after a short visit to the Place of Light? It wouldn't surprise me.) The Creator swam for eternities in the Great Ocean, searching for another like herself. But She was alone.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>In Her loneliness, She began to gather together parts of the Ocean in the hope of fashioning another like Herself. She made space, and time, and matter, and energy, and dimension, and idea, and the multitude which spring from them. She created them from the possibilities which floated all around Her in the Great Ocean of Eternity. And when She had gathered together all these, She fit them all together and made the Universe. But the Universe was to Her as a mannequin would be to us - similar in form, yet devoid of... of...</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>And so, the Creator took a part of Herself - Her Spark (this was the old man's word for it - spark or flame - we would call it a soul) - and gave it to the Universe.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>And, on a planet circling a star somewhere in the vastness of this Universe, the Spark of the Creator entered into the primitive ancestors of the Alphans. Before the coming of the Spark (the Alphans believed) those forebears were little more than animals. After its arrival, the Alphans began their journey - The Journey - that which began in the heart of the Creator, and that which would lead back to Her one day.</em></p><p></p><p>When I had my glimpse of the Alphans (thanks to what the old man told-showed me) they seemed to be at about the same point, more or less, in their development that we are now. There were differences, of course.</p><p></p><p>Their religion, for one thing, was universal, and had been for as long as they could remember. There were some minor differences over ritual, but all Alphans believed in the Great Ocean, the Creator, their own Sparks, and their Journey. Even their scientists, who ridiculed superstition with as much relish as do our own, believed. Of course, the Alphan scientific community called the Great Ocean a 'probability field', and they called the Creator an 'agent of field evolution', and they called Sparks 'personalized coherent energy configurations', and none of them may have ever uttered the word 'Journey', but they all still believed themselves to be a people of destiny.</p><p></p><p>'Believed' is not really the right word. These ideas of Ocean, Creator, Spark and Journey were not merely believed by the Alphans. The Alphans <em>knew</em> them to be so. They were as real as the sky above them. They were as solid as the ground beneath their feet. Their unshakeable faith in their own destiny and their arrogant belief of their own special place in the overall scheme of things seemed to be part of their collective DNA. (Which, I suppose, is lucky for us. Why? Wait and see.)</p><p></p><p>Yes, the Alphans knew what their fate would be. They had the long-term all figured out. Their Journey would bring them and their Sparks right back into the bosom of their Creator. They came from Her. They would return to Her.</p><p></p><p>As it turned out, they would return to their Creator a lot sooner than any of them had expected. Long-term notwithstanding, it was the short-term which would bite them right in their collective ass.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="taykair, post: 169626, member: 9418"] [CENTER]Chapter Nine First Things First (Date Unknown)[/CENTER] Who are we? Where do we come from? Where are we going? Don't ask me. I haven't a clue. However, there was once a race of beings who thought they knew. They thought they knew everything. They believed themselves to be the first (and, as far as they were concerned, the only) intelligent beings in the universe. They were the Alphans. I know. I know. They didn't really call themselves Alphans. I made that up. I don't know what they called themselves. (Some pieces are missing from my particular jigsaw puzzle, remember?) I call them Alphans because they considered themselves to be the first, that's all. More important than merely being the first, though, they also believed they knew the answers to those three questions at the start of this chapter - those questions which still trouble many of us humans even now. Were the Alphans ever vexed by those questions? Oh, no. They knew exactly who they were and what their place in the universe was. They knew their origin and they knew their destiny. They knew these things because their faith in The Journey declared them to be so. It could not be otherwise. [I]In the beginning (the Alphans believed), in the time before our time, there existed nothing but the Great Ocean of Eternity - that which has been, and is, and forever shall be. The Great Ocean contained all that is possible. Not simply all that is. All that is possible. For a long, long time, in the time before our time, the Ocean simply was. It contained only the promise of all that was to come. Probabilities swirled and roiled within this Great Ocean for ages we cannot number, until it so happened that some possibilities merged with other possibilities, and the Creator was born. She arose from the Great Ocean fully formed. (I wonder if some ancient Greek got the idea of 'Aphrodite rising from the foam' after a short visit to the Place of Light? It wouldn't surprise me.) The Creator swam for eternities in the Great Ocean, searching for another like herself. But She was alone. In Her loneliness, She began to gather together parts of the Ocean in the hope of fashioning another like Herself. She made space, and time, and matter, and energy, and dimension, and idea, and the multitude which spring from them. She created them from the possibilities which floated all around Her in the Great Ocean of Eternity. And when She had gathered together all these, She fit them all together and made the Universe. But the Universe was to Her as a mannequin would be to us - similar in form, yet devoid of... of... And so, the Creator took a part of Herself - Her Spark (this was the old man's word for it - spark or flame - we would call it a soul) - and gave it to the Universe. And, on a planet circling a star somewhere in the vastness of this Universe, the Spark of the Creator entered into the primitive ancestors of the Alphans. Before the coming of the Spark (the Alphans believed) those forebears were little more than animals. After its arrival, the Alphans began their journey - The Journey - that which began in the heart of the Creator, and that which would lead back to Her one day.[/I] When I had my glimpse of the Alphans (thanks to what the old man told-showed me) they seemed to be at about the same point, more or less, in their development that we are now. There were differences, of course. Their religion, for one thing, was universal, and had been for as long as they could remember. There were some minor differences over ritual, but all Alphans believed in the Great Ocean, the Creator, their own Sparks, and their Journey. Even their scientists, who ridiculed superstition with as much relish as do our own, believed. Of course, the Alphan scientific community called the Great Ocean a 'probability field', and they called the Creator an 'agent of field evolution', and they called Sparks 'personalized coherent energy configurations', and none of them may have ever uttered the word 'Journey', but they all still believed themselves to be a people of destiny. 'Believed' is not really the right word. These ideas of Ocean, Creator, Spark and Journey were not merely believed by the Alphans. The Alphans [I]knew[/I] them to be so. They were as real as the sky above them. They were as solid as the ground beneath their feet. Their unshakeable faith in their own destiny and their arrogant belief of their own special place in the overall scheme of things seemed to be part of their collective DNA. (Which, I suppose, is lucky for us. Why? Wait and see.) Yes, the Alphans knew what their fate would be. They had the long-term all figured out. Their Journey would bring them and their Sparks right back into the bosom of their Creator. They came from Her. They would return to Her. As it turned out, they would return to their Creator a lot sooner than any of them had expected. Long-term notwithstanding, it was the short-term which would bite them right in their collective ass. [/QUOTE]
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