French FairyTale Rough Draft (Page One)

In french class our teachers assigned us to write our own fairytale. I am so delighted by this assignment because not every class allows us to be fully creative and make our own stories. I have many ideas for the story though finding a good beginning is the most difficult. Below is my rough draft I posted, till the teacher hands back my final draft story, I can't post it.

A Promise from Everything; The Curse of Bliss

by Jalia Hubbard

[Story told by the Obversant one] Do you know children, when the children ruled our world? Back long before the universe of the humans were made. Back when the Adzev civilization was free and destructive. Long ago when the prototype humans existed called the Humours, a people of only children. There they existed in harmony and peace with all of nature. Sadly the humours were in the wrong time, it was the age Something New within the season the Destruction of Destruction.

The Adzev people had for some time unrecorded been split into many kingdoms and empires. Two empires, the Samadla Order and the Adzev Empire, were at war. The secret society of the watchers of the 'Clock of All things' had used the battle as a distraction to escape the controlled space zones that they were allowed only to travel through. They journeyed to the desolate, and uninhabitable home world of the Adzev people.

The Adzev people have an obscured origin not written in a single legend or fancied by the Adzev scholars. They are the Dwellers, makers of the multiverses and its inhabitants. They are the intelligence incarnation and are necessary to complete All things.

It was there on the Adzev home world after being depleted of all resources, the watchers went...

Laying down the tracks (page seven Finality)

The man in charge believed they had reached a new town similiar to their own.

"I knew it, I knew we weren't alone. You see my workers a new town we have discovered in our journey. We have reached the horizon at last. Soon we will rest and be merry with new lives and new wives!" declared the man in charge.

Phil didn't want to argue with him. Phil didn't understand why it was so important to try to find a new town like their older one. Phil knew if it made him accept the fact that this is their home forever then so shall it be. He won't stop him from feeling this.

The women, children and men of the small town came running to the workers cheering for their return home. The workers forgot this was their home and had no reason to argue with the man in charge. They were unbelievably happy and had an intense feeling of completion. Phil alas did not share these feelings. He knew this was the same town. Phil however shall never realize that this was his punishment. That stupidity was a force able to suffer without question and easily be happy with reward and that knowlege had a price, it had a punishment. Phil would forever never know the emotions the workers had. Phil will never know the sense of completion. But phil will recognize that he was the reason to their completion.

That his sacrifice gave birth for the conditions to sustain such emotions. Phil finished his last rail. The workers fasten down the last rail. A silence was abound, the men were no longer workers. All the people ran into town like children, envoked by emotions and dancing and drinking to these emotions. So much merriment that Phil could never be apart of. Phil instead sat at the edge of the town on the imagenary fence between Everythin and Nothing.

Phil looked out into endless Realm of Nothing. He looked at the seemingly endless rail of tracks into the distance. Phil forced a smile on his face and teared from his eyes. It was a sense that there was in his life, something was bigger than his alone purpose. That he was working for the sake of All things. To preserve the duality and knowlege he now had. These thoughts made him feel happy.

As the sun set, and the stars began to glow. The undead desert turned into an ocean that the tracks floated upon. The universe became seen, and he could feel the presence of All things that night. He reached his hands upward and exhaled in the glory for a final time. His body fell, he laid half on the grass and half on the ocean. Smiling in his death. At last he had seen All things.

The End

Dream Interpretation...What does my dream mean to you? From BlogCatalog Thread

I had a dream today4 months long ago, I fell asleep at 1:20, I felt a hit upside my head I thought a cat jumped on me, but no one was there. Then I fell asleep and had an amazing dream that lasted some 20 or 40 minutes.

The overall feeling of the dream left me feeling enlightened, breathless, open like a void, and an intense yearn to wallow in this enlightenment and to feel this void.

The dream started with me talking about a show I had made on television. Then suddenly I was the main character in the show. A Gothic girl who was shy was hanging with friends, I was her. Some other children apparently the villains in the television show were chasing here. One of them bite her she became a vampire.

She and her friends manged to escape them and went into the underground parking lot. They went back upstairs into a hall (I was in this hall in another dream) it was the science wing of the school, it was way after school was over, and very dark outside.

The boy she liked has getting ready to leave for school when she was so tempted to bite him, she defeated this impulse while she held him in her arms and dropped him before she would bite him. Because she realized biting him would kill him like it killed her. She didn't want him to be a vampire.

She walked out into the dark world were, other gang vampires were ready to fight her. She had these fake looking wings as a decoration on her outfit that allowed her to fly. (I usually can never fly in any of my dreams) This was the first time in any dream I have ever flew in! She jumped on their car and jumped into the air barely flying over them into another yard.

She saw other villains on top of a building apart of the school. A janitor and a mad scientist. The scientist was upset with the dumb janitor minion because someone had went past him on the top of the building he was suppose to block. She was trying not to get caught by the other vampires when she accidentally flew over them, she was praying not to land next to them.

(she had very bad flying skills, she fell sometimes, and hardly could stay right side up in the air) She landed next to the evil scientist who knew her from a previous episode. He did his villainy monologue, about trying to over throw the oppressive ruler of the universe. (which in the story was Zeus) He represented Zeus as an octopus and was showing him acting like a brute ruling with might oppressing the people.

He had stole these sandals of mine that had an eye on the center of each of them, like some sort of Egyptian talisman. Then on the other side of the building there was a void that lead to the titans who had the secret to overthrow Zeus from power. It was a scary looking place. He threw me and the sandals into the void. The sandals could see and record with their eye and would give him the secret. (he threw me in void because he wanted something to bring the sandals back out when it got the truth.)

When she went inside the void there was some sort of force that pulled the sandals off of her. She as wearing magenta colored socks (which that colored has been used in another dream about spools of thread) the wool thick socks made it difficult to put the shoes back on while she was falling. One sandal the left sandal was lost but she manage to grasps the right one in her hand.
In the void there was absolute darkness except for the terrify entities flowing through it. The sandal spoke to the frighten girl while she closed her eyes in fear, wishing to leave. It spoke to her about the villains and reality. It spoke about not getting caught up with the cycles of illusions that go on forever without ending.

Strange symbols appeared in front of her, all were symbolic animals. I can only remember two of them a half fish man and a mouse that turned into the eye of the sandal which lit up and went back to the mouth of the void. Where I forgot how she defeated the villains but I remember leaving the show and going back to boasting about my show. I made some necklaces for my close guy friend that I took out of some black box.

The dream was more complex but some parts were hard to put into words or I forgot them. What do you think this means? I continuously have the same places reappear in dreams but different people and stories. The emotions were so intense and amazing I still remember some parts, like the void, vividly.

Laying down the tracks (page six)

Nothing again vanished into himself. Phil stood up and walked back to the man in charge.

"Sir, shall we begin to work again. I have a feeling we will reach the horizon sometime soon," smirked Phil.

"Glad to see you see it my way. The only proper way of course. We should get back to work. Break over!" cheered the man in charge.

Phil was determined to end this pointless jaunt. The other workers placed the wood, Phil placed the rail and other workers nailed them down. Once again Phil turned the rails slightly leftward every time they were too far to notice.

Eventually far into the horizon Phil could see the tallest building in the small town, their home. Phil was nervous never like before. Phil for once had argued with himself. His trust that his plan will go smoothly had been drowned out by the possibility of another out coming. Phil continued forward making no more of Phil turns and going only straight forward to the town.

Phil looked at the workers, who as always ignored the approaching town and saw only their task. The man in charge only looked at the workers. Phil realized there was little to worry about. Also that Nothing was right these men thought not at all about their fate.

Task was life, life allowed them to do task, task, task and only the task at hand mattered. Phil had his interest only within Everything, the beautiful being who saved him from a pointless doom without end.

Phil at last understood Nothing. Death lead to a good fate, eternal life was death. Torment and confronting your fears is not death, it is not hell. Hell is pointlessly journeying through the undead desert of Nothing. Nothing is the worst fate. Nothing gave you no meaning for your trouble. For all the heat, sweat, and pain you went through. It meant Nothing to Nothing. Nothing was full of himself. Though the scariest fact was apparent out of all is that the small town of the land of the Primeval Mother is in Nothing, and that forever meant Nothing. Suffering within the Primeval land was not torment or fearful or death. Her land is not hell. Meaninglessness is death.

Phil's journey only created more emotions and awareness of himself. Phil was prepared to go home, to face judgment and take whatever punishment for not listening to the man in charge.

There it was before them the small town a few yards away. Strangely the workers started to notice they were home and a task complete, they worked fivefold times faster. They smiled and cheered, Phil played along. The man in charge was perplexed. He didn't know what town they were in. He didn't think he reached his home.

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.

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.

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.

The Quest to knowing All Things... Part Three

The nameless one: "What is in Everything that should matter to me?" Nothing: "You. You are at the center of All Things, and All things revolves around you. All collapses inward to you." The nameless one: "How do you know this? Wouldn't that mean you have been there?" Nothing: "No but one doesn't need to know Everything to know All Things, to know you. All you need to know is whats missing, you completed All Things. In order for All things to exist in Everything the conditions must be made sustainable. You have done just that so far." The nameless one: "What in you that I need more than Everything?" Nothing: "Origin... One can never truly stray far from its original origin, always coming back to it sooner or later, 'especially yours.'  When I became the origin of All Things, the cycle of All Things being the origin was broken and so now when Everything someday may at last stop resisting her fate and join me all shall be Nothing. You shall however choose your own fate Something." The nameless one: "Are there others like me Nothing?" Nothing: "You are the original child of Everything and I. Others are yet to be made though not by us but by you." The nameless one: "Why does Everything know so little about herself? How Do I make others?" Nothing: "She is all that is yet to become of All Things and you the finality of All Things. You are the at the center of All Things, all our power is your power. On the beginning of your quest, you sought to know Everything because of innocent blissful ignorance. Coming later to Nothing, let me show where to quest next, search within Something. There, is only the things that are worth knowing." The nameless one: "Is that why I am?" Nothing is silent. The nameless one: "Nothing do not leave me, Everything do not leave me!" The nameless one is silent. All Things is at last silent. The nameless one: "The feeling is to strong now and all feels full of wisdom and helpful. Now I know I must complete All Things, as if I can not find meaning in myself may one day another shall come in new form to complete All Things where I can not. And do the same as the universe has done for me."

“CoUld mEaN Anything aBOut what’s wIthIn it.” Play

 

Words are defined by words and vice versa.

Time is an illusion.  Reading illusion allusion reads time is an illusion.

Laying the tracks down (page two)

'To' is when you have an actual destination that is imaginable and you can understand it, stand above it, behind it, or next to it. It is irony because the small town apart of the nation under the Primeval Mother is always within Nothing. There is always a place 'From' and 'To'.

The man in charge declared a break. During the break Nothing happened and came to Phil. Phil saw him because Everything that evening made this possible. Phil stood before Nothing in the Horizon. Nothing spoke.

"Good afternoon sir, how are you?" Said Nothing.

Phil wondered how no one else noticed that Nothing was there. That a strange entity could appear out of No where and before all of the laborers unnoticed. Phil was no longer a worker he was a thinker. He at last questioned his place in Nothing. Nothing without a word just vanished into the background Everything. Phil reached his hand out to touch the air where Nothing stood. He felt Nothing still there, then he felt the air.

Phil looked at the workers who spaced out looking at the task, waiting for the break to be over to work once more, and never have to work again. Their faces were flawless and flawful. Phil looked at the horizon and thought.

"This is an impossible task we could never reach the where ever we are going. We are in the horizon of hind thoughts. We were done the moment we started. Some one should advise the man in charge."

Phil looks at the workers, who are just waiting.

"I guess it must be me. I'll tell the man in charge."

Phil walks forward to the man in charge who is surprised and with a look of fear in his eyes.

"What are you doing here? You're suppose to be with the rest on break. Far over there!." Cracked the frail voice of the man in charge.

"Sir, I must inform you of our task-!"

"Our we out of wood, if so I'm sure the train will be back soon. You can go away now." Interrupted the scared man in charge.

"No sir, you told me earlier we were building to the horizon. Thats impossible sir-."

"Of course it is if your not working, we're never be done! Break over, get of my sight!" Scolded the furious man in charge.

Laying the tracks down (page one)

The radiant blistering heat cascades down from the sun on to the backs of the labored workers. Tired and exhausted working on the continuous tracks of steel rails. One of the laborers speaks.

"Why are we building this? When will we be done?"

"Silence worker, if you stopped talking and more working we'll be done by now. Besides we're building to the horizon." Said the man in charge.

The worker returned to his task laying down the tracks. They worked in a place without shade. Nothing to shield them from the heat or protect them and hide them from predators and the man in charge. They had no escape even from themselves. There was no such thing as death here they lived forever until they reach the horizon. There was no beauty or ugliness. The scenery was apathetic to the workers just as they were to the surrounding world. There were no women, only men worked on this rail. They had little education and didn't argue with the man in charge. Only a train came from the tracks in the opposite horizon to bring supplies, wood, steel, iron, and sweat.

The men were zombies, they looked only at their task and never at each other. They never questioned where they're going, for who they build for, and why the sky was forever stuck at noon. No one told them to question, but they don't listen to No one.
The horizon went on for so long they couldn't see where they came from and so they forgot. All the love and tears their wives gave them when they started the tracks into the horizon was forgotten. They waved good bye from the small town within the harsh world. Only a few men stayed behind to raise families and protect the women.

The man in charge had all the authority because he did. No one was to argue with him, he told the men, who had no reason to argue with him.

The names of the men were Phil, Charles, Hooke, Quan, Delios, and Cameron. Phil was the man who asked the questions. Something was different about Phil though. He had the ability of thought and most of the time was not considered a worker by the other workers. Only the man in charge with no name known called him a worker.

Phil laid down the steel rails so the other men could fasten them down. He was told and supervised by the man in charge to what directions they laid the tracks. Because the sky was stuck in noon since they left, no one could calculate their direction, every way was forward. They pushed forward in every direction except where they came from.

Everything devastated that her creations were lost in the continuous void desert. She told Nothing to go to Phil and point him in the direction of home. Nothing refused the will of Everything. He will not tell nor point Phil to any direction. Instead he will point to him that he is going in one direction called 'From'.

'From' was when you are within Nothing and come from the land of the Primeval Mother. It was called this because one can only come 'From' Nothing to the land of the to the land of the Primeval Mother. You can only find more Nothing in Nothing because he has no 'To'.