THE BEGINNING (i hate this title)Â
1996. No noise. Silent. Silence. Iâve heard that silence is the most dangerous thing. Absolute, complete, not a noise in the world. That kind of silence. Not even a voice in your head, like the one youâre hearing now. At least, hopefully you are reading this in your head and not out loud to a group of kindergarteners. It's not a silence that anyone has ever heard, or anything. Itâs impossible, right? No. Not now. Not here. Here, it is possible. Here, anything is possible. Let that sink in for a minute. Okay, you're done. Imagine if anything in the entire world of possibilities could happen. Imagine what complete silence would sound like! Not thinking, not breathing, not moving, nothing living. That is why it is dangerous.Â
There must be movement. It is needed, craved. âMove, move,â but nothing moved. âSpeak, speak,â but nothing spoke. âFeel, feel,â but nothing felt. âThink, think,â but nothing thought. âBreathe, breathe,â but nothing breathed.Â
Questions consumed the brain, but didnât. After all, how could it be if nothing could think. How could it be if there was no brain. How could it be if nothing could.Â
Years and years passed. This never stopped. It was torturous.Â
2000. A noise. A thought. What? No. No. Yes. Yes. How? How?Â
Now thereâs movement. So distant, yet so different. Thatâs how it was noticeable. Now there was a question- finally. Where am I? My brain has rotted, my body has disintegrated. Now, we get to work.Â
âGrow, grow,â and I grew. âDrink, drink,â and I drank. âBe, be,â and I became. Time passed with a click clack- where did I hear a click clack from before? All the questions⌠âJust survive,â I tell myself, âThen ask questions. And get answers.âÂ
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