Contd. from..."Believe me, I have been here before!"
Things were not going great. There was work, there was school, and there was Syd and now
THIS! When is it all going to stop?
Lucy was going through a crises moment here. Things about mundane life seemed too boring to be worth spending so much amount of energy on. Lucy wondered if she could play music all day...or paint pictures and write songs...or just take a walk in the woods to refamiliarize herself with who she is.
"Who am I?", she asked herself...
Her thoughts went on, as Lucy got lost in herself.
"It’s been 23 years since I was born. Every molecule in the human body is said to have recycled every seven years. Given that the omnipresent flux of the universe is also taking place within my body, the material aspect of me has undergone three cycles already. I have grown. I have matured. I look different now and yet strangely the same as my chilhood pictures. My memories are like distant stars. Everything I do is somehow recorded in my brain, irrespective of whether I can recollect it or not.
Is it possible that we have an exponentially growing unlimited memory?"A breeze woke her up.
"Where was I?” she wondered.
The disorientation was familiar. She had drifted into such a mental state many times before. Syd never understood it. He thought she was making a big deal out of something that everyone experiences occasionally. But then what if he - and everyone else - just
thought that it was no big deal? What if somehow, she was on to something? A contact with the primordial consciousness perhaps?
She imagined a future in which mankind will have understood dreams and consciousness just like they now understand the immune system and vaccination.
It is but inevitable!
The breeze was now turning into a storm. The clouds looked dark and scary. The waves on the ocean sounded fierce, and there was soon some lightening and thunder. Lucy hurried out of the woods and raced towards the shore.
"The
shore? WHERE
AM I??????"
She was puzzled beyond her imagination. She could see in the distance the waves crashing against the rocks. Suddenly, the rock changed into a moving shape, dark and menacing. The water turned into an unnatural hue, and the violence of the sky was nightmarish.
Lucy was in her own nightmare....or atleast we
think she was?
