Beyond Narratives

It has been a week since I awakened my state of being.

Contrary to one might expect, nothing much really happened.

No apocalypse, no sudden human evolution, no exciting events at all happening in the world.

Aside from myself, the world resume as usual.

In the past week I had been trying many things to test out my limits…

…something which I have not reach yet even though Im nearly running out of ideas on how to entertain myself.

To check a few on my checklist, the few of the things Ive done is…

Turn air into gold.

Jump from Space to Space and from Time to Time using all the methods I know be it Quantum Tunneling or just ripping a hole through a wormhole.

Ive witness the whole history of mankind from the tadpole in the beginning to the A.Is of the end, which is a little more exciting than my history class. Also, many of the things they teach today is off by many margins.

Walk on the surface of the brightest of stars.

Feel the infinite gravity of a Singularity as SpaceTime breaks within.

Witness the whole Causal order of the Universe from particle to particle that I am almost Omniscient, which makes me wonder again how my Mind could process all of this.

Almost omniscient…

Because of the Quantum Observer effect, as I am seem to be viewed as an external force by the Universe that is able to disrupt or alter the flow of its Causality out of its natural course.

With my each and every actions, a Universe is born everytime I make a choice.

The Universe is treating me as an external force hence is outside of its Causality, I have no past or future, which is a trip considering I may know Everything yet not my ownself apparently…

Like a river when a large object suddenly stood within it, the trajectory changes depending on my choice.

Heck, sometime I don even know if Im in the same Universe.

The Multiverse or the 5th-Dimension of Possibility sure is a messy concept, I still have much to comprehend regarding it…

Well, for a week worth of progress which I had lacklaidaisally come up with, I say tis good of an advancement enough.

Anyways, finally on the last of my list, Ive turned Logic on itself as I manipulated Causality to alter Reality, which finishes all of those damning assignments as they will appear completed from Nothing from now on whenever I get one.

Something about doing something incredibly grand to fulfill an incredibly petty agenda evoke a sort of fulfillment within me.

Anyways, speaking of Reality and its Causality, Ive realize something…

If you think about it, Reality is like a clock, the Narratives derived by the Perception of the Minds within it are all but its arm turning as they point at its segments, passing in constant motion as they pass what they Perceive as Time while the frames of Perception moves around them the same way the arm of the clocks points at different segment each ticks.

All things that are happening, have happened, and will happen have been set in place in a grand foreordained scheme; It just needs the arm of the clock, which would be the Narrative of the beholder, to point at them to unveil the events and structures as they one by one seem to appear naturally.

A great example would be Death.

Death would be the end of a clock before every start of a new cycle, an absolute unchangeable point in an Existences Time, afterall, Death in its most abstract form, has a claim on anything and everything be it material or immaterial.

Nothing can be done to that absolute point as the very moment an Existence is born, its been too late.

Always has been, always will be …too late.

And so, there is certain truth when I say that ”nothing is made ”.

The world has always been there, all at once.

Time is as such that it is only availably experienced by those within the Fragments of proverbial Frames of Narrative, those who do not see the Wholeness of the Space-Time Continuum as they experience it only one step at a time rather than experience it as a Whole in itself without dividing it in endless fragmented frames of itself.

To me, Time is but an illusion cast at those who believe and experienced it.

Thinking of this, I gaze at my palm, on which is the so-called Space-Time Continuum, a whole Universe without division.

The proverbial sphere of the formless structure rests on my palm while I am within it.

Now here is an interesting question…

Where am I as I hold the Universe in which I am?

Am I within as I see the world within this structure?

Or am I outside as it is clearly Contained within my palm while I am gazing at it from a Narrative beyond it?

Anyways, while you think about the question, I should probably get ready for school now, I did promise to my adoptive parents to finish school no matter how useless it is afterall…

Then again, I have nothing to do with all the Time in the Universe on my palm anyways…

So I may as well witness and ride the flow of the meaningless of it all.

Making the formless 4th-dimensional structure on my palm disappear, I took the final sip of my coffee and chew on the last slice of pastourma and bite of omelelette.

I willed for the dishes to disappear, returning to the cabinets completely cleaned.

The scenery change, I am now sitting on the clouds above the school hidden within unreflected lights, overlooking the school below, waiting for the bell to rang while I play with my phone and dangling my feet.