Watcher (continued)
I was at my mother and father's gravesite, but I wasn't there. I saw my sister putting flowers on their graves and walking away. And then my sister came to the graves more often, always laying flowers, becoming more tearful each time. Then came my mother's funeral procession, which led to her burial. And then there was only one grave, my father's, which my sister and my mother would visit on occasion, and then more and more often, both becoming more and more tearful. Ultimately, another funeral procession appeared, which led to my father's burial. And then nothing. No gravestones, no graves.
I moved elsewhere then, and watched my sister get younger and my parents get happier. I saw my parents courting, smitten with each other. I saw my grandparents grow young and vibrant. I saw time flashing by a little faster at first, and then growing in speed.
I saw the seasons changing. Summer. Spring. Winter. Fall.
I saw history dismantled. I saw mighty buildings taken apart steel girder by steel girder, and then brick by brick. The skyscrapers of New York and Chicago and Montreal became smaller and then vanished entirely. People went back to work on the farms. Kings came back to rule their kingdoms. Wars were fought after victory parades.
I watched the Renaissance fade away into the Dark Ages. I watched the Romans vanquish the Goths and the Visigoths and the Vandals and rise to ultimate heights, and then disappear. I watched the Greeks. I watched the Chinese. I watched the Egyptians take apart their magnificent new pyramids stone by stone. I watched it all until it was nothing. And I wept for all that had been great and had been beautiful and had been real, for I had seen it.
And then I was awakened. But I wasn't. She was no longer there. There was nothing there any longer. Only I was there. Only I existed.
Only I exist. The universe no longer exists for me. I am the universe. I have seen it to its beginning, and its beginning has become its end. But, because I have seen this, I shall start again. And I shall do what I've always done best. I shall watch. I shall watch even though the same mistakes may be made again and again. But I shall live in hope.
I no longer question why she chose me. It is as unimportant as it is obvious. Watching is and always has been the only thing I am capable of. I shall watch for eternity. That is my destiny.
Now it begins again.
I was at my mother and father's gravesite, but I wasn't there. I saw my sister putting flowers on their graves and walking away. And then my sister came to the graves more often, always laying flowers, becoming more tearful each time. Then came my mother's funeral procession, which led to her burial. And then there was only one grave, my father's, which my sister and my mother would visit on occasion, and then more and more often, both becoming more and more tearful. Ultimately, another funeral procession appeared, which led to my father's burial. And then nothing. No gravestones, no graves.
I moved elsewhere then, and watched my sister get younger and my parents get happier. I saw my parents courting, smitten with each other. I saw my grandparents grow young and vibrant. I saw time flashing by a little faster at first, and then growing in speed.
I saw the seasons changing. Summer. Spring. Winter. Fall.
I saw history dismantled. I saw mighty buildings taken apart steel girder by steel girder, and then brick by brick. The skyscrapers of New York and Chicago and Montreal became smaller and then vanished entirely. People went back to work on the farms. Kings came back to rule their kingdoms. Wars were fought after victory parades.
I watched the Renaissance fade away into the Dark Ages. I watched the Romans vanquish the Goths and the Visigoths and the Vandals and rise to ultimate heights, and then disappear. I watched the Greeks. I watched the Chinese. I watched the Egyptians take apart their magnificent new pyramids stone by stone. I watched it all until it was nothing. And I wept for all that had been great and had been beautiful and had been real, for I had seen it.
And then I was awakened. But I wasn't. She was no longer there. There was nothing there any longer. Only I was there. Only I existed.
Only I exist. The universe no longer exists for me. I am the universe. I have seen it to its beginning, and its beginning has become its end. But, because I have seen this, I shall start again. And I shall do what I've always done best. I shall watch. I shall watch even though the same mistakes may be made again and again. But I shall live in hope.
I no longer question why she chose me. It is as unimportant as it is obvious. Watching is and always has been the only thing I am capable of. I shall watch for eternity. That is my destiny.
Now it begins again.
sassylass:
funny i first spelt that with an m and then i thought i spelt it wrong so changed it to inplants.anyhow ya they look gross.like there totally hard or something.you know i was looking at katies pic the other day and her breats kinda look like that but a bit smaller and i was wondering if maybe she had had some surgery too?.hm.have you noticed a theme lately?if so email what you think it is.lol.i noticed one.