Once upon a time there was a world of stars we have never seen and we did not exist. Or perhaps we did. There is no way to know. It was entirely different. There was much out there though, planets, solar systems, universes. All of the matter in the universe that we have today or even more. Slowly slowly slowly the planets and stars came together and were swallowed by a black hole and there was nothing.
This was in a different age, such a great span of time ago that it can not be given a number. The span of time is as vast as the universe, cycling in such a way as to make one wonder if there is any such thing as time.
Once upon a time there was a black hole that became a new star. The dark Goddess revealed her shining face and there was light bright enough to blind a human, but then there was none. All there was were swirls of matter in the darkness after her explosion, she gave birth to all the matter in the universe, all of the trillions of parts that would become atoms and molecules and rocks and more stars and their earths. And our earth was made at some point. As the bits swirled and danced around each other, the Goddess gave so much of herself that she too was blown into oblivion.
Some parts of her drew together more easily. Some parts were repelled from her as if magnetically. She was always Goddess, but before she was all, neither masculine nor feminine, and now she began to push and pull against herself until two distinct forms of energy existed.
She had a great deal of attraction to the one I call the God. But they could never be with each other. Her energy came to inhabit the darkness of possibilty, the way things could be, the dark stars that would be the next universe, and sometimes she drew him inside so that they could touch briefly although they could never be together. Still she draws him in, slowly creating the death of this universe and the birth of the next one.
When the Earth was made, she sensed opportunity. Here was a chance for her to meet with the God in another form. The Earth began as a lump of coal, of matter and metals. The God shone on it as a star and as he did so he imagined the face of the Goddess, the way his rays bent towards her, and as he mused so slowly ages went by, the earth grew warmer. The air around it swirled around it as it does around the Goddess’s black holes and it was drawn to the surface, like a cloak for her body. And unlike the body of her black holes, she did not destroy immediately and make all that touch her disappear from this world, but instead she luxuriated in the feel of water, of the sun, of the earth’s warm core pounding inside like a heart as she grew more and more in love with the sun, she realized she could still never reach him and she grew sad. So sad that she cried for many many days, and filled the oceans with her tears, her body stilled as she slept too tired to continue. And as she did, the Sun looked on and sent his love which landed on earth with tiny plunks into the ocean.
Tiny creatures were born to keep her company. But they were far too small, not very interesting for her to watch with her giant earth eye. And so they grew. They grew into great fascinating things and she watched as the dinosaurs lived, as trees and plants and birds and creatures we have never seen lived and died, and she lost her sadness by keeping up with the goings on around her.
One day a new creature drew out of the waters and it was the first woman. The Goddess had closed her eyes and dreamt of she and the sun swirling around each other, touching for years and years. Less than a speck of her existence, but still it was more than she had ever had before. It was a beautiful dream, and when she woke up and opened her eyes, she saw through different eyes and discovered what it was like to be a human.
The Sun met her on land, in the body of a handsome man and they lived their whole lives together in love on Earth. Before she died the Goddess gave birth to many many humans, and she slept and was reborn into another body until she had so many children that they could live on without her. She lived in all of them now, split up into tiny fragments so that they sometimes forgot she was there, so that she could experience the wonders of life that we have, especially love. And she looks for the God in every person, male or female, so that they may be together again always.
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