And another entry I missed...sorry
Beyond the horizon
The wonderful time at school. Those days of shining newness of all things still unknown to us. We were so eager to learn and absorb all Teacher had to teach us. He showed us the power of gravity, electromagnetism and that all important nuclear force. The forces of the universe were laid at our feet and we made it ours. We became brighter.
Teacher molded us into a real team. He said: “You need to work together. Only when you toil as one, you can make a difference; only then you can shine.” And teacher was right. Only when we were together we felt good, only together we would fill the whole spectrum and were at our best. So we trained and worked hard; to be the best, the hottest, the fastest of all.
Being separated from each other was unbearable, unthinkable even. Segragated from each other we wouldn't be bright enough, or hot enough and far too slow. But teacher showed us there was no reason to be afraid of being alone. His calm words soothed us: “Your togetherness will illuminate each of your individual qualities. Your bond will show, for all to see, what each of you has become, my rainbow children.” We radiated almost to a burst with pride, listening to such high praise.
Teacher's words contained more than just lessons. They held past and future, the observable and unobservable, the all and the nothing, firmly in the grip of their syllabels. Those words also made us strong and all powerfull. We had no doubts anymore. Teacher had taken them all away … but for one stern warning: “Do not pass the horizon of your curiosity.” At the time we didn't give it much thought.
The moment arrived we had worked so long and hard for: graduation. The final moment before we would be let loose and find our own way in the universe. The moment we would experience for ourselves all Teacher had taught us. We could no longer be restrained. Teacher smiled contently and proclaimed: “Live!”
We roared as loud as we could as we left class and surged into the new and unknown. All that restrained energy burst out in a frenzy of laughter and crying as we hurled ourselves into our new adventure. It was bliss to expand ourselves to places never before experienced by anybody. Each of us played the part for which we had studied. Everwhere we went we danced and sang our songs of creation, leaving behind the purpose of our being in yellow, blue and red. The colours ready to design their own space.
For a very long time we were content with what we had achieved. We knew Teacher would be proud of us, of course he was! We were the best pupils he ever had. We looked at what we had accomplished and discussed what teacher would think of it. We had plenty of time to think and debate because there wasn't much maintenance to occupy us with. Perhaps it was inevitable our talks would touch on that one subject we had avoided so far: that one warning teacher gave us.
What had teacher tried to tell us? We couldn't figure it out and debated it at length. We knew what was strongest and weakest, and had seen what would inevitably happen to even the strongest; it had collapsed and nothing remained. Was the collapse caused by the weakest? We couldn't imagine it possible. It didn't fit with teacher's lessons.
We decided the only option was to go and have a look ourselves; so we went. When we arrived we were shocked! There was an emptyness devoid of … everything. This place was not possible, could not be. But it was here. Everything around us drawn to that weird and scary place. Our inner voice tells us to flee, flee as fast as we can from this place and use that ability nothing else in the universe has. But our curiosity for the unknown is stronger so we move closer, and closer ...
I have never felt lonelier, even when I am not alone at all. All my friends are here as well; we are all here. We are stuck here and have given up getting out of this bareness. We failed every time. Even our unique speed wasn't enough.
Coming here was sheer folly and we knew it. Teacher warned us. He warned us not to give in to the lure and temptation of that one place dangerous to us. But we couldn't help ourselves: we had to see it for ourselves. We had to try and visit the negative of … the negative of ourselves. And now we know there is no passing this event horizon. There is no escape.