First there was nothing. Then after the nothing there was something.
Often this may have been considered an odd thing but there was no conscious thought as of yet and so there were other things to worry about.
After this something came the conscious thought and some may argue that this was not the best decision, but it was not a decision. It was just a thing. It was a happening in a series of things that happened and as it all went on there were more things that happened.
Slowly, yet surely plenty of things were happening and in this series of happenings new things were happening and so it was where more things were happening. Soon there were multiple things that were happening at once and some of them kept on going. Some refused to stop and of course this meant that then the things that were thought impossible to happen began to happen.
It was the birth of something. It was the creation of something. It was something alright.
However, it was to be and that was the worst part, though maybe it was also the best part. Sometimes it was hard to tell as it depended on all the angles and so on and so forth. However, that’s neither here nor there and I’m getting ahead of myself.
So anyway, there were things that existed after they did not exist. Slowly, yet surely (though perhaps quickly depending on how you view the whole period of time in relation to other periods of time) the things were becoming better defined. Things were becoming clear and there were realisations that were being had. Maybe not the realisations that some would expect to happen, but they were indeed happening and that was the main thing, really.
Over time objects formed and shapes became familiar and it was as it was and not as it currently is. Eventually vision came into view and vast landscapes and all those other things that people like became apparent. There were animals. There were sounds. There were the elements of geology and minerals and water and some other stuff too. There were a lot of things. Some would say that there may have been too many things, but these were things that existed and in their existence they cried out for something far greater than they could ever be, but that cry would never be heard and the great yawning of the earth would continue unabated.
And so it was that there were things and these things came together in a way that implied some sort of togetherness, for they were. That’s just the way that it was and there was little, if anything that could be done about it, so there you go. There you have it. There’s nothing left to say.
Well, there probably are other things to say, but they can be saved for a later time for right now it is time to rest, but who knows for how long?
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:54:26
Bit of a struggle, this one. Still, it came out quickly.
I’m about to churn out three more, so we’ll see as to what state I’m in once this is over.
Written at home.