2024-06-14 - what stars are these
such strange alchemy yet to be
IC Date: 2024-06-14
OOC Date: 06/14/2024
Location: Week 2/2 - Multiplicity
Related Scenes: None
Plot: None
Scene Number: 150
From nothing - to something.
It is well-acquainted with revelations that spring from 'nothing' to make of themselves 'something'.
It is, by its very existence, a spark in the darkness, a thing made manifest out of the ether.
The knowledge of more is not a surprise.
She exists.
It exists.
Others would surely exist.
But how many?
It couldn't know. It has no concept of numbers beyond two. It knows only itself and it knows Her and now there are more.
It needs time.
It needs more information.
So it will wait. It will see. It will explore their individual sparks from the periphery, illuminated by its own presence.
It needs to know the shape of their constellations.
It needs to experiment and observe.
It needs to see if they are worthy of its alchemy.
The sun was scattered through the colored glass
The floor was stained as light enveloped in a bath
And shadows on the wall from piles of books were cast
With rows that formed an aisle in through which I passed
These the quarters of a recluse whom I'd come to ask
About the origin of wisdom he was said to have
To get the story of "the man who knows more than any", or so I read
He welcomed me to sit with affection and then he said
Since I was seven I've traveled the globe through words
Set on a mission to devour all I could learn
I've studied the writings of the greatest minds you've heard
Discovered the tenets that the finest thinkers observed
The more I gained, the more that I sought to earn
The more I attained, the hotter the fire burned
With every book I finished another was there to serve
For every text I read there were pages still left to turn
I've learned from all the migrants and drifters to whom I'd listen
Philosophers and soldiers whose knowledge I would solicit
I know histories of nations I'll never have chance to visit
Complexities of science and language with great precision
But in the end I've seen nothing of what's been given
This life that I've employed, while I love it, it has its limits
The failing I regret, though it's painful, I must admit it
For everything I know of this world, I never lived it
A silence hung for a moment's thought
As echoes from the room decayed and tapered off
And there we sat reflecting, was it all for naught?
Until I spoke in earnest with this brief remark
I said that
While it's evident your knowledge is rivaled by much shrewdness
I've never met a man with such wisdom who's so foolish
Then he grinned and he chuckled and asked if I
Would speak on what I'd seen through my travels, so I replied
I've seen the treasure that waits for a man to find
I've seen the consequence when the sun and the moon combine
I've seen the peaks of mountains that reach out and touch the sky
The struggle to survive and the desert where dreams have died
I've seen the best and the worst that we try to hide
The salt of the earth and the evil of humankind
I've seen the wrecked and ravaged
And scavengers rummage through debris
And those that searched in hope
Finding meaning where none once used to be
And some that stormed the beaches
Some that pledged allegiance
Some that scorched the earth for motives that they don't agree with
Seen some get lost among the current of their grievance
While the tide of death and birth left some speechless
I've seen love bring some to their knees
And some lift hearts when they smile for no reason
I've seen fairytale endings to believe in
And now I see a man who'd see the same if he'd but seize it
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