There was no words that I knew for what I am when I was growing up.
I grew up in the 80s in Greece. My mother was attending a Christian cult.
I knew gay people exist. But bisexual wasn't in any vocabulary I had heard.
I knew autistic people with learning disabilities exist. I didn't know I was autistic.
I was just confused.
‘Hello, Orlando. Please, confirm your DOB and your postcode, then sign here, before we can proceed.’ The 43Bot moved closer, stretched out its arm, and put a tablet right under their nose . Orlando had never seen such an old model before. Beep, pause, beep-beep.
‘Make it stop. Please, make it stop,’ Orlando said, hands pressed against their temples.
‘You are late for the interpersonal therapy meeting, and the one-to-one daily evaluation.’ Beep, pause, beep-beep.
‘Inter-what? I won’t sign anything before you stop that mental sound.’
The last thing they remembered was falling on the station’s pavement, while chasing the train. Beep, pause, beep-beep. A thought. T he marks on my leg! Orlando got flashbacks. One at a hospital, during an X-ray, and one in a dark room without any windows, and many beds around. They remembered trying to scratch their nose. They remembered their hands being tied up.
‘Female, 33 years old, autism, dyslexia, dyspraxia, fibromyalgia, ADHD, OCD, and PDA.’ Its voice was glitching a bit.
“Someone
somewhere, at
some point... opened a book. And
as s/he turned, or
scrolled, in the first
page, imagined... and
created
a book
a story
an entire Universe. And, the
page wrote:”
Someone
somewhere, at
some point... opened a book. And
as s/he turned, or
scrolled, in the first
page, imagined... and
created
a book
a story
an entire Universe. And, the
page wrote:
In the beginning was
Logos (Word). And,
Logos said...
From the beginning basically there is
Logos and since then
says...
...is telling
Stories!
The World was actually made so
Stories can be
told.
In the beginning it was
Chaos. Others say it was
Chronos, and others believe it was
Ananke (Necessity) that came first.
Others say
Eros (Cupid.) Or, maybe
Nyx (Night?)
And, one of the first
Stories starts with
Gaia, and a few more
gods.
And then, somewhere
there, in the same
story,
Thanatos (Death) was also born.
And, all the
Stories are connected with each other. And, after all
the Beginning eventually loses its meaning.
I wonder what existed before
the Beginning? Before
Logos; before
Chaos,
Chronos and
Ananke,
Eros, or
Nyx? Before
any positive,
negative, and
balancing force? Before
the Big Bang? Maybe,
a Cosmic egg? (Or the hen that did the
egg?) Or, as most prefer,
a god; or, why not,
a goddess. Maybe,
the One Suchness of Alan Watts or
the One. Rather
the 42! Probably
Nothing; or just,
there was no Before at all. Definitely though, there were no
Stories!
The Beginning...
Already basically, with once upon a time, the
Story has begun.
Stories, as we have mentioned,
are wibbly wobbly, timey wimey,
are interconnected. Because, they presuppose, from
the beginning, and maybe by definition,
a past,
a background... something, that the author can build the plot on.
Maybe, the next generations will laugh at our
idea of one-way continuous in space-time, as much as we do on the
idea of a flat Earth. And
maybe, the real
beginning is somewhere in the middle.
Where the
Story
begins. And, the
prehistory is build only
after.
After.
Heavy word is
After. It
always curries all our hopes, and
all our fears.
Always
Heavy word is
Always.
Them who can curry
Always shall Live
Forever
