The Immortal Within Finite Space [Writing Prompt Reply]

"I used to think that being stuck in the immortal flux was my one true great pain.

That the constant cycle of rebirths and deaths of my soul never finding peace was the true horror. I, like everyone else, therefore sought nirvana. If I could break through the cycle of impermanence I thought I could find peace.

I was very wrong. I didn't know it at the time but what I really wanted was power: I wanted to stop being controlled. This is why I sought immortality. This is why I sought the ability to be indestructible.

I thought living forever would make me all-seeing and all-wise. That not being controlled would take me out of other's power. It never occurred to me that I was limited by my own physical apparatus. That it takes three hands not two to build anything worthwhile in this world.

There are some wavelengths of light I cannot see. There are some things in this life I cannot hold alone.

I, in this manner, created a very long and torturous existence for myself in this way.

I, in seeking salvation through immortality, created a situation where I could learn nothing and share nothing with others because they could never relate to me.

A timespan of eons so long that numbers themselves lose the meanings we ascribe to them.

However it seems "God," the ultimate creator. The Eternal Poet as my master had once referred to him foresaw such human folly too.

It is in that regard the ultimate creator planned a series of universes for himself, perhaps an infinite supply of them. Some say there's no such thing as God -- that we speak in error using personifications -- and that God is the living space in which we live.

However you define it, I know one thing for sure: I am ready for the universe to be re-started again.

I don't know if my wish of immortality and indestructibility will persist into the second universe. I do know one thing for sure: I, this old man that I am, am ready for a new lesson.

Godspeed...and thank you for this lesson, Eternal Poet. That to be stuck in "eternity" and not be able to learn anything is crueler than the gift of being able to see old landscapes through new eyes ever and ever again."

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- F.P.