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Meaning, What is Your Name?

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There was once a time when all that is wasn’t. In fact nothing had yet become. A time that did not move forward, for it was still and calm, like a frozen lake.

Within this dormant instance, there suddenly came to be a spiral. Now this spiral, being only a few seconds old makes nothing of this occurrence. It simply swam in colors and slept under patterns, wandering around. Soon enough, it grew restless and anxious. For it felt like it was being watched, somehow the spiral felt exposed and frightened. “Who’s there?” Spiral exclaimed, “What do you want?”

No one answered the frightened spiral’s questions, and so it went off  terrified and confused indeed. It went and went until it could go no more.

Tired and hungry the spiral found a pattern to rest in, ate a few small bits, and drifted off to sleep. When Spiral awoke, there was no memory of the fright it had experienced at the idea of an Other. Instead, it was filled with the strangest feeling of loneliness.

“Maybe, there really was something out there”, thought Spiral. “Maybe I could find the seer and see it myself”.
Hurriedly, the spiral set out searching for that which was watching it. It searched and searched and searched until soon enough, it came across a deep chasm. As it peered over, it felt a presence and was intrigued.
“HELLO!” it called out “IS THERE ANYONE THERE?”.

Something stirred in the vast emptiness; a large shape emerged from the darkness below. Large amber eyes stared back at the frightened spiral.
This spiral, nameless as all things were at that time, was in awe at the shape before him. So large the large shape was, it could easily consume Spiral and cause it to cease its being.

I SEE YOU! WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE? Asked the giant shape, surprised at seeing, and being seen by an Other.

The little one was confused: “this is where I am!” Spiral responded strongly, with a certain needy edge to its voice.

“Oh well.” the shape answered, “Welcome! My name is Gaia; I Am and have always Been. whats your name?”

“My name?” Asked the spiral, “What’s that?”

“A name”, replied Gaia, “is a word that creates Form and Order, a word that sets things in motion”.

The spiral thought and thought, “what will I be named”? It wondered, “what am I? What is Form and what is Order and what does it all mean?

Gaia let her breath out in a sigh and said: “I imagine you have some work to do, naming  the patterns and shapes you will become.”

“Yes!” Answered Spiral, “Will you help? You already named two things! what are they?”

“Yes, I will help”, replied the large shape, “I will name your shape, and your shape only, the rest is up to you.” It took a deep breath and proudly exclaimed:

“Order is!”

“As Below so Above, As Along so Around”

Form you have found in me, and can see in yourself. It paused and set an ancient smiling eye on Spiral and continued to speak: “Your consciousness is Other than mine, although, in this existence, my new friend, we are reflected.”

“What shall you call what I am then? What do you See?” Spiral asked unable to contain its excitement.

“I think “Universe” suits you well”, said Gaia

She sighed and whispered “since this is the last verse there will be between us”, there was sadness as well as joy in her voice.

Gaia winked at Universe and turned away, forever to be isolated in its own moment of time. Never to speak again, only to watch and to know.

“Universe” the spiral said to itself, as it began to feel the power of the name tug at its core.

Universe knew then, In fact, It was slowly becoming and growing.

“This is going to be fun” thought Gaia as the space between them began to grow larger again.

“GAIA!” called out the Universe, ‘I think I’ll call your shape “Turtle”!

The Turtle who was also Gaia  laughed to herself, she liked that name, she liked it a lot.

Thus did the frozen lake begin to thaw; as things gained their names, their presence created Form. Their Form created Force, and Force brought things together and then pulled them apart in a graceful dance.

Universe loved to watch as things began to coalesce into bright points of light and dark points of darkness, though soon it grew bored, and realized that there were a few question left unanswered.

“What is happening? what was the point of all this?”

“What am I?” Universe wondered. “My name gave me Form and Order, and with it the rest was named, but what am I doing here”?

Thus the Universe put pieces of itself into the smallest spirals which were made of smaller spirals, and yet even smaller spirals, and gave them eyes just like its own.

So it could See and Witness from all angles, to see what seeing was, to find Meaning,

and call it by its one true name.


Author: pisceanist

Hi, My name is Fouad, I was born in San Diego CA in 1986 and currently live in Hamburg, Germany. I love to read and play video games, and am a great fan of post-rock music and Tool. I am currently working my way to an MA in Creative writing and also teach English as a Second Language to get by. Have been writing for quite some time, and thought It was time I stopped hoarding my strange digressions and shared them with fellow writers and readers in order to get more honest feedback, Enjoy!

One thought on “Meaning, What is Your Name?

  1. One of the best I’ve read so far

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