The Goddess created a place with sun, water, land and mountains. She stood in it to savor the feelings they gave Her. This was all so different from the nothingness rushing in upon Her senses - the sunlight warming Her, the water lapping at Her feet, the wind at Her face. She created trees to drink the water and give shelter from the sun, and birds to fly in the wind and give music with their song. It was good. It was very good. But unfinished. It was a huge and kaleidoscopic world, too immense for one Goddess to appreciate all alone. She gave birth to Herself in a multitude of Images, and placed Them in every niche of Her creation so that Each could discover a nuance of Her own choosing. But still She saw that one element was missing. She created Man to appreciate Woman, and rake leaves in the Fall.
Story #310
Note from Indeterminacy: I won't have enough time to prepare stories for tomorrow and Friday, so I'm going to just take a short haitus until Saturday, when I post the weekend photo.
10 comments:
Yee-hee! I think I'm starting to figure out why you haven't been posting regularly.
How did you know that my in-laws are visiting us this week?
If in-laws were outlawed, the only outlaws would be in-laws?
She created the world, then She created herself. And She was good.
Lula: Thanks! I'm glad my stories haven't started to bore you.
Mush: On the seventh day she created Mushrooms.
Hey! I like your blog, and I like what you propose to do with it. What a fine way to stimulate creativity. And gosh, I wish I could be living in Europe right now.
And on the eighth day, there was a lot of oddly-timed laughter... and the world was happy and carefree for a few hours.
blessed be indie
Enemy: Thank you for coming by. I saw your blog and read a few of your posts - it was such a refreshing change to the blah-blah blogs I've seen circulating in blog explosion all the time: all template and nothing to say.
Mushroom: You're reading of course from the some secret scrolls you found hidden away in some cave.
Saksak: Humble thanks.
This picture is so beautiful and the story also somewhat magic and dreamy. Very nice. This is the type of story I dream of writing one day, one that totally gets one carried away. I dream of a story that hypnotises the readers and sets them in ecstasy in a magical and surealistic world. Maybe I just dream of a fairy tale? Will you write a fairy tale for us?
Has a very feminine/nurture, nature, feel with a hint of humour at the end.
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