Chapter 3
26 Jun 2009 Leave a Comment
in The Beginning: Airielu Tags: Phase 0: Hidden Truth
As he lay in bed, Jason Thomas was overwhelmed with what seemed to be a trance. Well, not that he would know, not having even been in one- but it was at least exactly what he imagined one to be. But as he “smoldered” in a daze, he became engrossed in the dancing of lights in the shadows of him apartment.
He felt a mix of peace, ecstasy, and…Suddenly Jason realized that these all these feelings and the way they blended was exactly the same at it had just hours before while he was listening to the voice, and playing the piano in harmony with it. With that realization, he broke out of the trance instantaneously, and in the same moment realized that under normal circumstances, lights would not dance in the shadows at night.
Moments after that, he heard a voice speaking out to him. At first the words sounded like gibberish, and had a more chaotic tone, but intuitively he took the initiative and forcefully calmed himself. Then, he reasoned that since this voice was in his head, in order to communicate he had to speak on its terms, which in this case was telepathic.
Who are you? I somehow feel that you are close to me, but at the same time far away. Please help me to understand what is going on…
In all honesty, Jason was not even aware of that much until that instant. It was as if at the very moment that he established communication, a small glimpse of the truth had been revealed to him all at once. That, and he was also able to respond under those pretexts at the same time. Well, perhaps it was a bit different, but there are only so many explanations available, considering that the time frame is limited to milliseconds.
I am very surprised that we are even able to communicate- this has never happened before. Not in the trillions of years that we have existed. I know everything about you- but, as it is to be expected, you know nothing about me…
Normally universal law states that we are not to enlighten humans of the true nature of things, or about their connection to ourselves. But it seems that another of our kind has already done so- and, as is the nature of these things, there is no going back…
I don’t know if this is for better or worse, but if you don’t mind I plan to take full advantage of this once in a lifetime opportunity…
At these words, Jason became exhausted, and once again fell into a trance. When he finally came to, he was in a world unlike any other. Next to him was a man, glowing with the same radiance of that of the woman that night, and also taking a similar form. Rather than questioning his surrounding (he knew better) Jason took the initiative and began the introductions. “Since you know everything about me, it’s only fair that I know a bit about you. let’s start with your name.”
“Good question- and the answer is not so simple. Souls- if that is what you would call us, do not have names. The reason for this is that we could not bear to taken on such superficial traditions. Instead, we prefer to familiarize ourselves with each other’s auras-the signature or DNA of each individual soul. This is especially appropriate since we only communicate telepathically.”
“On that note, I noticed that right now we are not using that method, but instead as “humans” do. Explain to me how this works.”
“Ah, yes, of course! See, I’ve enveloped us in an illusion for your convenience- seeing as how it can be a bit awkward, if not disconcerting for one such as yourself to communicate in the “normal” manner.
“One more thing…-” he was cut off. “Perhaps it would be better if I read your mind and give you all the answers in an instant.”
“That would be quite convenient…Okay go right ahead.”
In that moment Jason learned of this place, of the connection between souls, and several things were cleared up with the answers he was given. To be safe, the soul only informed him of the bare essentials, partly because the development of the human brain was a group effort- and as such no single person had an completely accurate understanding of it.
Another reason was because communicating with humans directly, although has happened, only happens about once every 100 years, and only in special circumstance. Thus, the nature of such communication is fundamentally experimental.
The place in which they were currently “conversing” was a middle-ground between dimensions, the realities of souls and of humans. This soul, which prior to these events had been assigned to him, was able to take Jason here using dreams as a catalyst.
The reason why it could be done in this way is because this area was the closest to the human psyche- and as such could be reached by an ordinary human while dreaming. At some some point in their life, most humans actually have crossed over to the dimension of souls- but because it is a dream, few if any have ever been able to realize understand, or believe this knowledge- simply because “it was only a dream.” This place is conveniently also the best place for humans to exchange thoughts on a subconscious level, which of course is the best way to exchange thoughts- because there is no better way to ensure applying knowledge effectively.
Even a stranger with an untrained eye would see this place as a utopia, and Jason, a well-prepared and open-minded individual, could fully appreciate the magnificence of it all. He scanned the area, demonstrating uninhibited admiration. But before he had more than a glimpse, He collapsed exhausted in the radiant depths.
What seemed an eternity later (which is clearly disconcerting, considering that he had been in a dream-state for the previous encounter) he heard a faint voice in the darkness, whispering with a voice comforting, but also stern and serious…
You must understand- the others are not aware of these circumstances, so we must act with caution, to avoid a conflict. If such a dilemma were to arise, I may not be able to save you…
Jason thought he recognized the voice-it sounded vaguely familiar. But his mind was in chaos and struggled to retrieve the most minor of details. He wanted to speak, to ask the voice if he knew it (or him), but the words would not come out. He was helpless.
The others have already discovered your presence- A moment more and you would have been completely assimilated. Humans like yourself would not survive such a process, it’s fortunate that I sensed the trouble in time…
Jason recounted his thoughts. The last thing he remembered was Tony recommending a mysterious piano worth investigating…Jason went over there, but what happened next? He could not remember, and his head was throbbing…
You seem to have experienced side effects of the partial assimilation. Well, this is to be expected…
At that moment, Jason felt a jolt so violent that he thought that his body would go into shock. He was then thrust into a dimension that defied any concept of understanding. He was completely lost in confusion as he drifted weightlessly, surrounded by translucent bubbles composed of matter shifting and fluctuating at such a rate that any single form did not reveal itself long enough to be properly assessed by even the keenest of minds. If his head had felt ready to split prior to this, that pain had somehow grown exponentially, exceeding any and all concepts of “unbearable”.
Still unable to speak, Jason desperately called out to anyone, anything that might ease his pain, give him peace. At this point he was sure that he had gone mad, or that his life was about to come to an end.
Then with the same abrupt nature as the first wave, a second wave permeated Jason. This one was of the same overwhelming intensity, but the suffering was replaced with the ecstasy, and the pain with pleasure.
The torture that he had previously experienced, which possessed the mysterious quality of seeming both an eternity and a moment, was replaced with this antithesis that only paralleled in terms of magnitude and brilliance. What’s more, earlier half of this phenomenon had begun to slip from his mind. It first began with his mind becoming clouded, and those once vivid details losing their clarification.
Then he began to doubt that these feelings had ever actually existed- possessing quality more akin to wisps of smoke than reliable tangibility. Finally he became aware of these shifts of judgments, and desired for these feelings to recover, that he may understand in full the significance of them. There was a great sorrowful aura present amid that of great joy, and such a combination presented itself as being of the utmost importance.
As he relentlessly struggled towards finding the reason and underlying meaning of all this, a third wave pulled Jason away from it, and the ensuing exchange of willpower threatened to consume his body, if it were not ravaged to dust first. Then a miracle occurred…
A familiar voice called out without words, beckoning Jason to yield, and with such sincerity that he could not refuse. Jason obliged, and was subsequently swept away in the torrent of ceaseless chaos, until finally he experienced what would be the final wave. As he braced himself in foreboding of the eminent intensity, he was taken off guard by an incredible passivity, devoid of all passion.
As he zoned in further though, seeking any underlying details in hopes of reaching a better understanding, the wave balanced out, and weaved in and out of itself with a likeness reminiscent of a strand of Deoxyribonucleic acid (DNA), the building block and blueprint of life itself.
Having realized this, a melody reached his ears; resounding notes blended together in harmony, reaching out from the depths of oblivion. Or rather than blended, they seemed to be independently joined, but how could this be? After speculating on this, Jason became aware that these notes were in fact parts of one being, although he himself could never understand why, despite having no conscious reason for coming this conclusion, this seemed to be an indisputable truth, devoid of all doubt.
At this point Jason had finally become relaxed, and completely alert, and attended to his instinctual desire to better understand his surroundings- namely the melody. But it soon became obvious that this was not necessary, as the melody, and entity thereof, was prepared to divulge all that he needed- or rather, wanted to know regarding the nature of these things, and- more importantly, the Essence Of The Soul.
I’ve finally reached you…
Jason’s surroundings began to contort, that is, if contortion of such substance was possible. He felt himself being pulled…carried by something like wind. Reality itself had redefined itself, so it was futile to be sure of anything. Somehow, that gave him a feeling of peace, and even more of satisfaction. Where did these feelings come from, they were ones that Jason was sure he had never felt in response to such circumstances. Normally he would have been confused, anxious, upset, and others of a similar negative nature. In such chaotic circumstances, that would be only natural. But he was not questioning these irregularities out of concern, but out of curiosity.
Like never before, he longed to understand all that he could of this being, feeling a bond so strong that it seemed inseparable, to such a point that even time possessed not the power to break it. And yet he also knew not why he could have such confidence in these things, having no actual knowledge of any of these surroundings, much less the entity enveloping him. As Jason pondered these things pensively, he finally took a moment to once again reexamine his surroundings, and was taken off guard: The entity had wrapped him in something like a cocoon, which he now floated weightlessly in comfortably.
There are many things to explain; the excitement of it all, of our meeting is a blessing- I have long anticipated this, and finally…
He now became aware that, although he understood these thoughts as if they were words, and of his language…In truth he was hearing the words in two different ways- the way that this being best understood, and that which he best understood. The more that Jason listened, the more that he sensed the blending of their understanding. At first they were two different languages, embedded in one stream, but as their thoughts flowed freely, they came together as one. Their thoughts had begun to merge…
I see that you have realized it- the nexus that has brought us together…kept us together…allowed us to harmonize so beautifully!
Without a doubt, this was indeed the case; Jason was sure this must be the case- it was without doubt in his mind, after contemplating on the underlying harmony and consonance weaved into their communication. But at the same moment he realized this, he felt an incredible, mysterious attraction to this being. Was this passion? No. Was it instinct? Most definitely not. Although he knew it would be exceedingly difficult to grasp the meaning of it all, it was clear that becoming one with this entity was a necessity, with the reason why seeming minuscule in comparison with the need, which commanded such an urgency that could not be ignored or disregarded.
All of this time, Jason had been remarkably silent, something he knew was out of character for him. He had become content with merely observing, and why? The answer came to him instantaneously- it was because he was dumbstruck by the breathtaking and surreal nature of his surroundings, which clearly defied any concept of reality to which he had ever adhered to or even heard of before. At first, he concluded that he had discovered the answer to he question by means of deductive reason or logic, but the entity cut off his thoughts…
No, the answer you have received was not, as it may seem, the product of your own reasoning- although this itself also was a gift to your kind, and it may have assisted in the dilemma we now face. I have bestowed to you the gift of knowing the answer to any inquiry regarding the underlying reason of anything- That is, any time you ask “Why?” you shall know. Now you will forget all of these happenings, and those things that played a role in our meeting shall remain forgotten.
This is a necessity, that which is meant to be, and so it shall be. In time, however, you shall recover your memory of these things; when the time is right you will know. Your journey will be long and filled with troubles, but without a doubt you will find the Essence of the Soul. When you finally find it, all that was hidden will be revealed- though there is much in the world that is hidden but not known; the reason that life is worth living is indeed because we will never know all the answers.
