Just saw the Carrot Ranch prompt. Write a creation myth! No more, no less, in exactly 99 words. How could I resist?
Once upon a time there was nothing, and the nothing began to pulsate, and in time to the pulsating, time began to tick. In time, boredom set in and the nothingness changed rhythm and it began to swing. As it swung back and forth, sparks of interest flickered in the nothingness and they swung too. More and more sparks joined in the dance, swinging and swirling clouds and veils of coloured gas, until the ticking became a riot of noise and gaiety mounting to a monumental crescendo and BOOM, out of anarchy, settled the ordered brilliance of the universe.
26 thoughts on “Microfiction: In the beginning…”
Probably unintentionally, you gave a vivid account of the opening sequence of the Dutch St John Passion I’m performing this week!
Completely unintentionally 🙂 But it had to have rhythm, didn’t it?
Certainly! I will shake my 30 pieces of silver to the beat in my St Jude role.
Hold on! Saint Jude isn’t Judas! He was one of my great grandmother’s favourites. If you lost something, instead of looking for it, you had to ask Saint Jude to find it for you. It never worked, but it was a lot easier than looking 🙂
OK then I’m mistaken, I do play the bad guy 😉 Thanks for reminding me!
I don’t know who saint Jude was. He might be completely apocryphal, but I don’t think he was a bad guy, not like the other one, who was really a stooge when you think about it.
In Holland, we ask St Anthony to help us find things we lose.
If you find them, it could mean we’ve been praying to the wrong saint…
Wow–it’s like you were there! 🙂
I was on the wurlitzer 🙂
Oh, of course! 🙂
David Bowie was on sax.
Ahhh–I’ll have to catch the YouTube video.
Unavailable. The one who owns the rights won’t share.
Oh, that’s too bad. 😉
Sadly, some years later, along came people, and the brilliance was no more.
We were a particularly bad idea.
Exemplified par excellence by the current American govt, made up of bigoted old white racist misogynist xtian men. Not that I’m biased.
Not a lovable bunch are they?
And so good at making decisions on women’s rights and health care. There is some meme going around with a bunch of dogs sitting around a table, saying, ‘now to discuss feline care,’ or words to that effect.
I saw a similar one with a crowd of women, one pregnant, standing round a big desk to take decisions on male sexual health.
(of course) I love everything about this. Out of anarchy, indeed. (K)
Thanks 🙂 Out of anarchy we come, and into anarchy we go. Probably.
Your visual matched perfectly! Enjoyed!!
Thanks! It’s like celestial fireworks 🙂