Saturday, July 23, 2011
Host Story: Re-Creation
by Jason Evans
"It has been long."
"And the spark from the hands of the creator shall raise the pillars of the world."
"I remember the words. And I did raise the world."
"But then you slept."
"Yes, I thought I felt a change in the world. What have you done?"
"First, I sought the heart of the oceans. I dove inside the woman of the waters."
"Ah! She taught you tides and the reach of mighty Tsunami. She taught you the cycles and the flows of the world."
"I drowned her in her waters."
"Then, I soared to the palace of sky and called to the man of winds."
"Ah! He taught you the movements of the unseen and the invisible strength of air."
"I held him still. And his movements left him."
"Then, I sought for the firmament of earth. But I found it to be nothing but the curve of your hands."
"True. The creator is the foundation. That upon which all else is built."
"So I last sought the cleansing hunger of fire."
"Did you learn to quench her?"
"No. And creation shall kindle the fire that will one day burn away the world."
"I remember the words."
"Fire is mine. It has always been mine."
"Creation always was equal parts destruction. You hold the fire in your hands?"
"Are you ready father?"
"No, a thing can never fully contemplate its own end."
"Are you ready?"
Posted by jason evans at 4:00 PM