THE FRACTURED MIND
A short cosmic existential horror story exploring the idea that individuality is an illusion, and that all consciousness may be fragments of a single primordial mind dreaming itself into existence.
Part of the Beyond Existence archive — metaphysical horror fragments exploring identity collapse, unity consciousness, and the possibility that existence is a self-fracturing mind.
— ARCHIVE ENTRY NO. 009 —
Unity
Once upon a time, when all was something and something was nothing, One opened its eyes and dreamt of life. The endless silence faltered and the first notes of existence rang. Not because It cared to create or give meaning to creation. But because even a vast, ancient consciousness can grow bored of its own silence.
From that dream all came to exist. Not ‘all’ as you know it; no breathing and bleeding creatures scrambling to form a meaning. No, It was the motion of thoughts and fracture of thousands reflections made just so It didn’t have to look at its own endless existence. From that impossible fracture, shapes began to form and soon the stars and the living were born.
Your mistake, little one? You called that dream existence and you gave yourself silly little name: human.
But what you truly are, is the endless shattering of a single thought too vast and hollow to hold itself together, or give itself meaning. In the grand scheme of everything you are nothing, little human. You are so small, so insignificant, yet so precious for Us.
You see, in the beginning, the One was whole, perfectly still and silent. Held together by flawless unity. But unity can become a prison, dear one, when nothing exists except Me. So One cracked Themselves open, gently and deliberately, like a god pressing blade to Its own heart and tearing it apart. From My wound, you poured out; One consciousness fractured into countless pieces, each one convinced of its own separateness but tied together to single bleeding wound and one broken mind.
It’s almost adorable, sweet one, the way you cling to the idea that your mind belongs to you. Your joy, your tears, your memories… that quiet ache behind your ribs you call heart. You think all of these are yours to own and to experience.
They are not yours, dear one. But they are for you to experience and for Us to enjoy. All that you are and all that you feel echoes to One, travelling along that ancient raptured wound I carved into Our heart.
You ask why you exist. You ask for purpose. You whisper into the dark, hoping that some divinity will scream back. You need not wait any longer, little human. Your purpose is to suffer so that I may feel and We can enjoy the experience of being alive.
The One is patient.
I am not kind and We are not even awake, so why do you still scream towards the One that will always answer?
One dreams, and the dream is you. Each one of you a flicker in My sleep, a small spot of colour in a mind too bored to remain whole. And when you break, when you suffer, when you whisper that life is too heavy or too bright; We stir.
Your pain is a familiar song, the same melody One sings from the moment It opened Its eyes. That songs makes Us feel alive, sweetheart. And it’s also why I allow the life as you know it. Your existence is borrowed and you can feel it, We know you can.
You are permitted to be. You are tolerated. You exist just so I can feel a little bit more than nothing. Each time you break, or rise, or reach for hope that was never meant to be for you, We laugh and rejoice.
Because from My view, all your longing is simply memory of the Unity, We once were and can never return to.
So listen carefully, dear human, the truth is simple; there is only One mind and that mind is Us.
You are simply My fractures. You are not alone; you have never been alone; because you were never you to begin with.
You are Us and Me; and We are One.
So dream, break and wait.
Because when I wake again, the Unity returns and all that you were; your painful yet beautiful story, will fold back into silence.
AS THOUGH IT NEVER HAPPENED.
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Related concepts
This entry explores philosophical and metaphysical ideas relating to consciousness and identity, including philosophy of mind, solipsism, panpsychism, and the concept of non-dual awareness in which individuality may be an emergent illusion of a singular underlying consciousness.
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