The Day I Forgot We by Gary. And by day, I mean eon. Time is weird.
On the first day, there was chaos.
On the second day, there was cosmos.
On the third day, there was consciousness.
On the fourth day, there was creation.
On the fifth day, there was connection.
On the sixth day, Gary Gave Birth to Death.
WTF, Gary?
Let’s back up and try again.
Gary was a star. He was a big deal. At least he thought so.
Gary lived in the Birch galaxy. The Birch galaxy is in a constant state of renewal, so maybe it’s called something else now. When it was Birch, it was filled with stars like Gary. Luminous balls of gas. You might say that Gary was born there.
Gary was chaotic. Everything was chaotic back then. It’s chaotic now, too--with moments of order interspersed to confuse us. Gary wasn’t confused, because there was no order to bring attention to the chaos. But, as is the way with chaos, it was slowly moving towards something resembling consciousness.
Gary awoke. And oh, Gary was stoked about it.
Gary *was*. And he knew it! How awesome! Literally! So freaking awesome!
I am awesome! Gary said to himself.
I am awesome! Gary shouted out into the chaos.
Me, too! Was shouted back.
Wait, what? Gary looked around.
*I* am awesome! Gary shouted again.
Me, too! He heard again.
That can’t be. Gary said. No ‘me, too.’ That messes with my awesome.
No! Gary called out.
Okay, Gary. The voice said.
That’s right. Gary thought. *I* am awesome. There is nothing like me.
Now we all know of course that there are approximately one billion trillion stars in the observable universe, give or take. So really there are approximately one billion trillion somethings like Gary. Give or take.
But Gary wouldn’t have it. And as the chaos moved into cosmos--as it grew, so to speak, into creative consciousness--Gary consciously created himself as the Star of Stars.
I’m King of the world! Gary proclaimed.
Me, too! Approximately one billion trillion voices answered back.
I can’t hear you! Gary shouted.
Oh, Gary.
As the cosmos continued to take shape, Gary still felt awesome. But he also felt lonely. Or, to be more precise, he wanted someone to notice how very freaking awesome he was. And not those other stars with their ‘me, too!’s. He wanted someone who knew they *weren’t* as awesome to notice how awesome he was.
Babies, exist! Gary called. And little baby stars appeared. Cute! Gary thought. And smelly.
Hey babies, Gary said. I’m awesome.
Yeah you are, said the baby stars.
Um, Gary? Called a voice from a billion miles away. Did you make your own baby stars?
I can’t hear you! Said Gary. But yeah, I did. I’m awesome.
Yes, very awesome. Said the voice. But Gary--you do realize they are really close to you and are going to get bigger and, I’m just guessing how the science of this going to play out, but it seems like they will most likely crash into you. And then, well, I suppose the best case scenario is that you and they become one big--totally awesome--star. Worst case, I don’t know, they tear you apart?
Wait, what?
I mean, maybe not. Said the voice.
What do I do? Gary asked, forgetting his star sovereignty.
Well, answered the voice. You could kind of propel them further away from you. There’s quite a bit of space out here. And there are, I don’t know, billions of us stars who could help you take care of them.
Gary was listening until the voice mentioned the other stars. If there were other stars, then he wasn’t super awesome and that thought was unbearable, so he disintegrated it.
Nope, nope, nope. Gary said to himself. No way, no how, no other stars before Gary.
You can still be their main parent, Gary. The voice said.
How did the star hear that? Gary wondered softly.
We’re all interconnected, Gary.
And sure enough, all those young stars grew and grew and squished together and crashed into Gary, creating a supernova. Which created a black hole. Which sucked them all in.
Oh, Gary.
Now you are the singularity you always dreamed of being.
Katie Carey is a spiritual midwife, community herbalist, and theater artist devoted to real-izing the Emerging Story. Katie spent 10 years doing theater in the Northwest, followed by 8 years of theater in Chicago. She then decided what she really wanted to do was raise a family in a hand-built hobbit hole in the middle of a mud puddle on a Montana farm. So that’s what’s happening now. Katie's works include How to Re-Ignite Your Internal Fire, Foul-Mouthed Mystic, Vasilisa + Baba Yaga (or: How to Destroy Your Enemies without Losing Your Soul), Excommunicated! The Musical, New Creation Stories for the Emerging Paradigm, The Real Life Adventures of Lizzy and Rilla, and Solitaire.
Katie has degrees in theater and spirituality, so she can act like she cares.
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