Message-ID: <61980asstr$1333800604@assm.asstr-mirror.org>
X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com
Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com
From: TBD <tbd@hushmail.me>
X-Original-Message-ID: <2rkvn79op71497hg7cd2ol7100epaq6l6m@4ax.com>
Mime-Version: 1.0
Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit
X-Auth-Sender: U2FsdGVkX19jEzc5lkz7LcV1T0IAlncc8P3uyYrYyEjmQDyWZlr9ew==
Cancel-Lock: sha1:bcXBbjhCAbZm5S8cTkjka3eyPPI=
X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Fri, 06 Apr 2012 23:18:04 -0700
Subject: {ASSM} How It All Began (Alien, origin myth) TBD
Lines: 146
Date: Sat, 07 Apr 2012 08:10:04 -0400
Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail
Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories
Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d
X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2012/61980>
X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com>
X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com>
X-Moderator-ID: newsman, RuiJorge

Christmas celebrates a beginning, and it has become traditional that
people give, or exchange gifts.

What follows is my modest gift to you, my neighbors.

The Black Dog,
Christmas Eve, December 24
===============

How It All Began
------

The universe was tiny as universes go, but still...

It was tiny.  And it murmured without knowing it murmured.

"...miamiamiamiamiamiamiamiamiamiamiamiamiamiamiamiamiamia..."

Something touched the murmuring universe, there was a pause, and then
it
resumed its gentle murmur.

"...ahtiamwhattiamwhattiamwhattiamwhattiamwhattiamwhat..."

The murmur suddenly ceased and when it resumed, something in it had
changed.

"iamwhat.  amiwhat.  whatiam.  whatami...  what am i.  what.  am. i...

"WHAT AM I?"

Something touched the universe again and there was there a soundless
explosion as it expanded slightly and what had contained one,
contained two.

"You are Purpose."

"I am Purpose.  I am Purpose..."

There was a timeless silence.

"You are Other."

"No."

"What are you?"

"I am Hope."

"Hope?"

"Hope."

They merged briefly, the universe expanded again, and where there had
been
two, there was now three.

Purpose spoke.  "You are Desire."

And life was good.

There were many mergings between Purpose and Hope, and Purpose and
Desire.
Many new beings were made until suddenly a ripple went through the
fabric of
the universe and there was a change that wasn't a change, yet it was,
a
change.

Purpose, Hope and Desire searched, until they touched something they
knew
wasn't one of their children.

Purpose questioned the new presence.  "Eternity is gone.  Who are
you?"

"I am Death."

"Leave."

"I have tried. This is not the place I was born, and I wish to return
home."

Sorrow joined her parents and comforted them, then she looked at
Death.

"You are who I have been waiting for."

They merged, and from their mergings, many were born.

And the universe grew larger, to accommodate them all, until,
suddenly, it
found it could expand no more.

And there was a ripple in the fabric of the universe, and all felt
themselves
reduced.

Purpose and Death searched, until they met the new one, who was not
theirs.

She moved seductively

"I am Conflict."

She did something that had never happened before.  She merged with
Purpose
and Death at the same time.

All felt themselves smaller than they had been, again, and there were
two new
ones, named Light, and Dark, who came to be.

They merged, and again, everyone felt reduced somehow, and another set
of
twins came to be.

They were called Good, and Evil.

And they merged with Light and Dark.

Purpose and Death, who had been silently observing, were drawn in.

Eventually there was a merge that contained all, until suddenly, it
ended.

Everyone was themselves again, and greatly reduced, except for
Purpose,
Death, Conflict--and the new twins who had come to be.

One of the new ones spoke before anyone could react, and his voice
boomed
deeply.

"I.  AM.  CHAOS!"

That is how the battle that isn't a battle, began.

And it will always be.

Because, you see, Chaos' twin sister wasn't really his twin sister.

She was Eternity, reincarnated.
====

End: How It All Began

-- 
Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights
reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+
| alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com>|
| FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderators: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> |
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+
|ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org>   Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> |
|Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}|
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+