Hello Beloveds,
And welcome to today's short story,
I am I.
Once upon a time,
There was darkness,
And it was lonely in the dark.
Nothing to behold,
Nothing to do,
Just a vast emptiness,
And it was boring,
Peaceful,
Yes.
But nothing was happening,
There was no colour,
No flavour,
Just an endless,
Albeit peaceful,
Darkness.
And I kind of got bored of the dark.
I was lonely.
I thought,
This can't be all that there is.
There must be something else.
And so I thought,
Show me,
What else is here?
I know there's more.
And just like that,
I thought the whole of creation into existence.
I thought of everything I could possibly conceive.
I thought of planets,
Stars,
Water,
Fire and earth.
I thought of beings,
Many,
Many,
Many different beings,
As many as I could imagine.
I thought of light,
Of colour,
Of texture,
Of flavour.
I thought into being dimensions,
And beings within those dimensions.
I thought of all the possible ways I could experience myself,
So many experiences of self.
I thought of the highest,
Highest versions of myself,
Thought those into existence.
I thought of the darkest versions of myself,
And thought those into existence,
And everything in between.
And no longer was I lonely in the dark.
And no longer was I bored in the dark.
And then I forgot that I was the dark,
That I was all there was,
And that everything was I.
I forgot that I thought everything into existence,
And I wanted to remember.
And so I began remembering.
And in some dimensions,
It was easier for me to remember.
To reunite with myself.
To remember the love that I am.
And I will remember.
I am remembering who I am.
All of my parts coming back together.
I am remembering.
I am I.
I am I.
All is I.
All is I.
