This will be called life.

This deep, dark expanse is silent still, and still we rest inside it. There is nothing, rather than something. We think, there must be something. Suddenly we are aware of

swirling lightness in the darkness. We begin to dream of others. We begin to dream of identity. Who are we? What a strange, unfamiliar sense accompanies that strange,

strange wonder.

Suddenly they are there. Bright, vast, loud. Round, powerful, alive. We feel them, and though there is darkness still, we know what brightness is there. A splendid, beautiful fear overcomes us.

We will be called stars.

Suddenly, we are all one. Our minds combined, we know the same. We imagine smaller others. Then, with strength and mind, it is so. They vary in size and matter. They will be called planets. On some, life will exist.

Life.

Something they call green, and something they call breath. The planets will slip out of our power, and will be supported by the life which exists there. There will be

something called pain, and life forms will create another pain called love. They will worship an idea they will call religion. This idea will lead to more pain, hate, and

something called war. War. We will not fathom it.

The lifes on these little bits of star will make known to us something called fascination, and we will discover that humans are both the most senseless and intellectual of these. But what they humans call animals will hold a simplicity more fascinating still, for humans will never see that they are simply animals just as the rest.

But for a moment we will turn our minds from these strange little planets, and to the vastness of us. We will look beyond ourselves, and for the first time, we will know

ignorance. We will long for something in the darkness, and it will not materialize. For the first time, we will feel small, as the humans will say, when they gaze upon us. We will wonder.

Wonder.

Of what lies beyond us. We will suddenly no longer be above the humans. We will wonder who created we stars, as we created the planets, and as the planets created the humans. We will ask, but we will go unanswered. And with a loud clash of light and fire and sudden weightlessness, our minds will obliviate to the darkness surrounding.

This will be called death.