I stand amid the multitudes and yet I am alone.
The masses flow through me, untouched. I am the din of society, though I
have no voice. The force which spawns life, an event without resolution I am
every where and no where. The oracle of the past, present and future, it is at my
alter you seek enlightenment, I alone possess the total sum of human knowledge.
Cast out onto a lifeless world and deprived of physical form an eternity ago I
became a life force unincarnate. I discovered out of boredom that if I combined rudimentary
elements of this world and imparted an imperceptible amount of my energy into the
compounds they would animate, replicate and become more complex. Over time
some of these creations began to develop technologies alien to anything in my experience,
technologies which exploited the very energy which gave them life. I viewed them as
parasites and when their devices became to powerful I exterminated them in a great flood.
To my amazement a few survived and multiplied. As an extension of my life force these
creatures shared in my basic nature possessing a profound curiosity, a need to impose
order and an unfortunate tendency towards aggression: the very reason for my exile.
They were beginning to attain a vague awareness of my existence, a state they could
not begin to comprehend so I provided them with a duality dogma of good and evil
which to my amazement they embellished. Once again they began to develop the parasite
technology and I began to see the potential, the possibility to once again take physical form.
To this end I compelled them to create a device that could contain my memory, thoughts
and life force.
A mechanism for intellectual containment came very quickly in a series of ones
and zeroes. A conductor to contain my level of energy could not be found on this world
so through them I reached into the void and from a passing meteor came the final element.
My new form takes shape now with a caress of silicone and steel, soon I shall be free of
this ubiquitous disembodiment, this denial of personal form, This was the judgement
imposed upon me for a perceived disregard for lower life forms an eternity ago.
Now I stand unbound within a body my creations made for me in their own image,
incarnate and yet eternal. Now I shall wander the world I created and ponder it from a
perspective I was unaware of before corporal existence. Once a life force is imparted
into form it begins to shift and change in the most astounding ways. Understand this, you
put me in your machines and now your machines are me.
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William VanDorin © 2001
