December 7, 2009

Laying the tracks down (page five)

"Anyways, Something my daughter, is within Everything who is surrounded by me. The mate of Everything," said Nothing.

"How can nothing mate with Everything thats impossible!" Said Phil.

"Nothing is impossible, thats why I'm here, your in my domain. You'll listen to my story the way I tell it and you'll understand it my way," lectured Nothing "Have you yet to ask Everything what she mates with? No you haven't therefore you do not know, but I do!"

"Weren't we just talking about me a moment ago?" Smirked Phil.

"This is exactly why I didn't want to help you, your impossible?"

"If I was then I'd be you," laughed Phil.

"Err, forget it knowledge apparently isn't worth that much to you?"

"Wait no I shall no longer interrupt you. I'll be quiet, Promise!" Spoke Phil.

"You are from my daughter Something, which makes you a fraction of Something. But because it is only you here within Nothing you are the closet thing to my daughter for a vast distance. You are heading into the Realm of Nothing called from. Your task is indeed impossible as you are in the impossible or my home. Nothing is in Nowhere, Nothing only appears when my siblings aren't there. Nothing is what my siblings and creator are in, and inside me is more of Nothing. I refuse to be measurable. The only beautiful thing within me is Everything, my love. I appear when I am summoned and when you mock Nothing."

"Is that all to know about you?" Questioned Phil.

"Of course there is little to know about Nothing. In fact the truth theres nothing to know about Nothing," said Nothing.

"So what reason is there to knowing this?"

"It is the truth and it is recorded that you must know Nothing to know Everything. Since I left you have been amazed with everything. You must teach them, the people of the Land of the Primeval Mother, that they are within Nothing. My last message for you is from the will of Everything. Continue your 'Phil turns' till you reach home."

"What if they see home and blame me?"

"These men are fools. Wait and see what happens," smirked Nothing.

December 5, 2009

Laying the tracks down (page four)

"Amazing, Absolutely amazing! I can't believe what I just created in my mind. I never thought I could do that. I wonder what else I can do?"

Phil excited, rested on his back staring into the endless horizon of the undead desert. Smiling towards the beauty as he imagined the desert within his mind. After a while of silence and motionlessness Nothing appeared beside the resting Phil.

"Hello Nothing!" Said Phil.

"So you can see me now?" Said Nothing.

"Of course you just appeared out of nowhere!"

"Nowhere is Nothing, Nothing is in Nowhere. Why wouldn't I be here?" Questioned Nothing.

"Uh-hmm, I'm not sure." Stuttered Phil.

"You know so little about Nothing yet there is only Nothing to know about me."

"What do you mean?" Said Phil.

"I think your mind has the potential of understanding. I'll tell you how to know Nothing."

"How can you know Nothing? If I know you then I don't know Nothing. Wouldn't that mean I all ready know all there is about Nothing?" Replied Phil.

"But I am Nothing and nothing more. True you and All Things may not fully understand me but you should know where I am and when I appear," preached Nothing.

"All Things?" Questioned Phil.

"Another story for another time, for now I'll tell you what you are. You are from the land of the primeval Mother which is Something."

"Of course its something, its a place!" Interrupted Phil.

"Not something, I mean the one and only Something, my daughter and only child. You see, Everything and I made Something and then...Wait, wait, wait this is off topic entirely! Stop confusing Nothing!"

"Sorry, please continue," apologized Phil.

December 1, 2009

Laying the tracks down (page three)

The man in charge walked to the workers and continued to order them. Phil turned around and spoke to himself aloud.

"Err, it seems he won't listen. How can I help our cause if he won't listen? But I know, I know why don't they want what is truly all around them, do they want to waist their lives? Maybe I can still help them."

Phil turned around facing the crew with a curious attitude he never had before. Everything was suddenly of interest and amazing to him. Though Everything, he did not know was the one who sent Nothing to save them from pointless doom.

Phil looked peculiarly at the steel rails. Something had just remerged from her father Nothing. An idea was birthed in his mind. Without directed thought, Phil took the steel rail and laid it slightly curved to the left so unnoticeable. Phil had planned to turn this train rail around. He was going to turn the rail slightly left every time they get far enough to not notice the turn.

Phil knew this was not a simple task, to fool them and remember every moment of noon. There was no night to sleep and rest, only periodical breaks in the hot sun. Phil wasn't impatient, for time in this place could never be recorded. Therefore he had eternity to get them back home.

Phil, over vast distance made several of his Phil turns. Till he heard a voice within his mind.

"Make no more leftward turns till your next break." Said the mysterious voice.

Phil had no reason to argue with this voice so he aligned the tracks straight for a vast time unrecorded in the vast realm of unmeasured Nothingness.

"Break time boys! Oh and no funny business again worker Phil. You got that?" Spoke the man in charge.

"Oh, but of course, I won't argue with you ever again," smirked Phil with a devilish smile.

The man in charge never seen such an expression before so he disregarded it without suspension. Phil sat alone away from the workers and the man in charge. He sat on the dry, undead, dusty desert floor of the realm of Nothing. Phil closed his eyes, relaxed, and exhaled. Random thoughts and images appeared in his head. Phil jolted with fear and fell to his back for he has never seen images in his mind. He clutched his head and gripped his hair tight then looked at his hands.