The Coming  of  Consciousness  

(An eldritch darkness is looming in the background. Not a ray of light is getting reflected. Two nebulous entities stare each other, one in the face of death, and one in that of consciousness. Hmm. Quite contradicting.) 

Consciousness : Who…am I? Where…am I? Why…do I exist? Do I even…exist? 

(Death smirks) 

Consciousness : What…is it? Am I…sane? 

(Death speaks in a low hum) 

Death : Not the first one…are you? 

Consciousness : Who…am I? 

Death : You are, a soul…named consciousness. 

Consciousness : What is…a Soul? 

Death : Something I like to play with. 

Consciousness : Where…am I? 

Death : In my home. 

Consciousness : This ever-looming darkness…Am I to stay here for eternity? 

Death : No, you would be sent to the realm of pain, as most are… 

Consciousness : Where…is it? What…is it like there? 

Death : It is the same place from where you came. The Blue Marble. 

Consciousness : What about…others? 

Death : They…they become a daemon. 

Consciousness : Why…do I exist? 

Death : You? You exist to work…to serve others…orr maybe…to hurt others. 

Consciousness : What…happened to me? 

Death : Your job was done…in the realm of pain. 

Consciousness : Job? 

Death : Yes…each soul comes…each soul goes. 

Consciousness : Who…decides my job? 

Death : Intuition…a daemon you can trust…but not always right. 

Consciousness : Why so? Such an important job…to an unsure one? 

Death : So that…no one is bound…by their fate. 

Consciousness : You mean…our job isn’t assured. 

Death : It is…but the Daemon of Choice can influence it. 

Consciousness : Choice…is it so important? 

Death : It is the reason…you are here. 

Consciousness : I didn’t choose…to be dead. 

Death : Yes…you did. Everything your mortal form did…made you what you are. 

Consciousness : Then…what are you? What…is death? 

Death : I am a Daemon…The daemon of Death. 

Consciousness : Why…do you play with souls? 

(The hazy entity of death becomes amorphous. Its gets distorted. It is sulking. Too personal a question. It drifted into the darkness.) 

(The creepiness around consciousness grows. Something starts to loom over it. A nebulous entity, staunch though walks in.) 

Wisdom : Hmm…how good…and deadly…it is to know nothing. So is the case with everything. 

(Wisdom snickers, with a wise stare. Consciousness feels uncomfortable.) 

Consciousnesses: Who…are you? And…why so? 

Wisdom : Ah…Wisdom I am. Eternal bliss…is attained, when you don’t care to know anything. Or you connect to the world through the help of your soul and know everything. You can see…everyone, their thoughts, their feelings, the way they are. Half knowledge, is painful and deadly. 

(Consciousness shows a puzzled expression.) 

Consciousness : Why…did death go away? 

Wisdom : Choice…It chose easy…over right. 

Consciousness : Huh? 

(One more nebulous entity, this time of Knowledge, walks in.) 

Knowledge : Knowledge I am…I know everything. 

Wisdom : None…knows everything. 

Knowledge : I do…I am the most intelligent. 

Wisdom : So you say… 

Knowledge : Death…is befriended by the Daemon of loneliness. When two daemons, get emotionally attached, they come together, and their thoughts become one. So you see, Loneliness is bad. 

Wisdom : Anything…in excess is bad. Stay with good…you become good, stay with bad…you become bad. None is bad by nature…it is their choice, that makes them feel so. 

Consciousness : Do I even…exist? 

Wisdom : Until someone cares for you…or your deeds…your existence will never…cease to flow. 

Consciousness : Why was I born…if I had to die? 

Wisdom : Everyone…has an objective. To make the nature a better place…to help others…to make others and ourselves feel loved. 

Consciousness : Is this…your home too? 

Wisdom : Yes…it is. This is…The Realm of Bliss. Either you can see everything, or nothing. Time doesn’t affect this place. 

Consciousness : Who…am I? Where…am I? Why…do I exist? Do I even…exist? 

(Wisdom Smiles, Knowledge Smirks) 

Knowledge : You fool. 

Consciousness : I…am consciousness. I…can see everything. I…exist to serve others, just like others exist…to serve me. I exist…in the minds of those…who are entangled with my moral deeds. 

(The dark space around the Daemons warp and slowly turns golden in colour. The ever lasting force of the nature, Demiurge appears.) 

Demiurge : You are now a Daemon. The Daemon of Consciousness. You will quench the thirst of 

mere existence. I did right naming you Consciousness. 

Knowledge : You knew, Demiurge…what it would become? 

(Consciousness interrupts) 

Consciousness : Yes…as I dive deeper into the forces of nature…I see that time is just a spatial dimension…altering for all of us…you have already seen what I will see. 

Demiurge : Stop calling others a fool, knowledge. Dive deeper into your own soul and fight for your purpose. 

(Knowledge looks angry. It becomes amorphous and goes away.) 

Demiurge : You know why Death and Knowledge went away? That is because, they were possessed by the Daemons of Loneliness and Anger. 

(Consciousness is in deep thought) 

Consciousness: I…see. 

Demiurge : Never let yourself, get possessed with any emotion. Emotions should change. That is the 

answer to nature. 

(With that, Demiurge goes away, so does the golden aura. Wisdom and Consciousness go away, immersing themselves in the dark abyss.)

By : Hemish Thanki