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First memory
Aug. 23rd, 2008 03:27 pmPrompt 245. What's the first thing you remember?
Existence.
I had been not, and then, in a moment, I was. And in the moment I came to be, I knew that I was a Q, and that the beings that surrounded me, watching me, their minds filled with joy and anticipation as I joined their number, were also Q. I knew that I was loved, and wanted, and created to serve a need in my creators.
Then they reached inside me and opened my eyes, and I saw the limitless dimensions of the universe, stretching out around me forever. I saw a vista with no horizon, filled with bright and shiny things for me to reach for, to touch and study. I saw the vague shape of time trailing backward behind me, the openness of time beckoning in front of me. And they spoke into my mind, and the words they said were "All of this is for you to explore."
And I was filled with a joy so profound it *hurts* to remember it, to know that I will never experience that joy again. Because the universe was limitless, and all of it was for me to explore. I had the power and the freedom to reach out for everything in the vastness that I wanted to understand, the power and the freedom to learn *everything*. I knew, then, that I was alive, and that I would love being alive, and that everything I could possibly want was right in front of me for me to enjoy.
Obviously, that is not how it worked out. To be fair to my newborn self, though... that *was* how I experienced my life for the first maybe two or three billion years. And then I *did* get everything I wanted. The universe wasn't as limitless as I thought it was when I was created. Eventually I ran out of new things to learn.
Through the totality of the Continuum I can also remember things that happened when I hadn't yet been created, such as the creation of the Continuum and the birth of the universe. But this one is *my* first memory, and I will treasure it for the rest of eternity.
Muse: Q
Fandom: Star Trek TNG
Existence.
I had been not, and then, in a moment, I was. And in the moment I came to be, I knew that I was a Q, and that the beings that surrounded me, watching me, their minds filled with joy and anticipation as I joined their number, were also Q. I knew that I was loved, and wanted, and created to serve a need in my creators.
Then they reached inside me and opened my eyes, and I saw the limitless dimensions of the universe, stretching out around me forever. I saw a vista with no horizon, filled with bright and shiny things for me to reach for, to touch and study. I saw the vague shape of time trailing backward behind me, the openness of time beckoning in front of me. And they spoke into my mind, and the words they said were "All of this is for you to explore."
And I was filled with a joy so profound it *hurts* to remember it, to know that I will never experience that joy again. Because the universe was limitless, and all of it was for me to explore. I had the power and the freedom to reach out for everything in the vastness that I wanted to understand, the power and the freedom to learn *everything*. I knew, then, that I was alive, and that I would love being alive, and that everything I could possibly want was right in front of me for me to enjoy.
Obviously, that is not how it worked out. To be fair to my newborn self, though... that *was* how I experienced my life for the first maybe two or three billion years. And then I *did* get everything I wanted. The universe wasn't as limitless as I thought it was when I was created. Eventually I ran out of new things to learn.
Through the totality of the Continuum I can also remember things that happened when I hadn't yet been created, such as the creation of the Continuum and the birth of the universe. But this one is *my* first memory, and I will treasure it for the rest of eternity.
Muse: Q
Fandom: Star Trek TNG