Brothers - Page 1

I…. I awake. There is a rushing in and out of me. My mouth is open and I seem to be straining with some sort of function. It’s… Breathing? There is… Light… Color… Blurred, but color in this light nonetheless. I feel… I feel new. I feel naked. I feel young. I am born. I am surprised by everything. I do not know if I should know what being born means. There is doubt and certainty in every though… Every feeling… Everything is unknown to me. But even still everything seems familiar. It feels like… a dream. A dream I have lived through. My eyes are watery. There is a pain and an unknown sensation running through my body. My flesh is… What is flesh!

Where am I!? Who am I!? What is happening…
My eyes adjust to this world. A giant thing is somewhere in my eyes. It is not in front of me, or when I turn my head. But it is large. It is a… blanket. No blanket is something else I think. Something I can wrap myself with if I sleep. What is sleep!
Why do I know and not know what is happening. This awakening or being born is… Strange.
I am scared… I think that is the feeling. I start to feel myself connecting with all these words, feelings and thoughts. I slowly understand the nature of these things. A millennium of knowledge comes to me. It was waiting. But things are more certain now than uncertain. I know every word. I know every feeling. I understand everything that was scaring me. It’s like I’ve learnt everything over thousands of years; yet it all came to me in a span of minutes, slowly working its way through my memory. I can sense information slipping back into old lost connections. The only things still unknown are this Great thing in my eyes and where I got all this knowledge from. As if these things were so known to me at an earlier time that I overlooked them before, and hence don’t need to remember them right now.

I’m alone… But I don’t entirely feel alone. There’s a comfort somewhere. There’s a presence of someone. I can feel someone. I can feel the great thing. I can feel the two people in the great thing! There’s a presence all around me. Is it the great thing? It really is like a blanket. But it’s not a blanket! I can’t touch it! I can move my hands and feet; they feel new too. But I can’t feel this great thing with them. What is it!?
I close my eyes. I can see it clearly now, this great thing, as if I were staring right at it. I open my eyes again and find that it was just as it was before I had closed my eyes, but it was definitely clearer and defined when my eyes were closed. So it’s something inside me? It’s a spiritual blanket? I guess blanket would have to do for now as a description. I close my eyes again. I try to figure out what distinct qualities or features this spiritual blanket has. It was initially just a dark looming veil that flowed ever so slightly. Not flowing because of air, but as if it was itself not solid. Now I see, it’s a black smoky kind of substance. It has a bluish-white center that seems to be pulsing ever-so-gently in its contrast and with its size in the black. The phenomenon is like a slow yet great heartbeat. I feel comfortable, even though I’m straining to see it’s every detail with my eyelids closed shut! I wonder if human eyes were made to be able to look on the inside of the being itself.

Human… Human? My mind sees me as a human; an upright creature with intellect beyond that of most other creatures on a planet known as Earth. But I somehow don’t believe that simple characterization as applicable to myself. I wonder why… Physically, I’m exactly as a human being should be.