The challenge was to use all the words below, in order while keeping the story 40 words in total, tricks, proximity, sleight, council, flat, exchanged, birth, daughter, mountains and origins.
The Universal Creational Consciousness is the hypothesis, that’s behind the existence and its experience. The oracle stated, as they spoke that night to all those willing to hear their words and held an inner vision to witness, in the darkness of the event.
It has been stated if one listens intensely, that far off in the background of space. Beyond the boundaries of our solar system, moving outward, one may hear the resonating sounds caused by the first flash of causation and its radiation effect, still reverberating to this day. It was in that very moment within that duration of time not measured, that the effects of this causation and its radiation emission became time measured.
On many disconnected occasions, I’ve planted myself, first on my bed, then caressing my pillow, face hidden, in the safety of my room, I gave breath, in complete exhaustion, as I laid there, in this state of restlessness and fatigue, balancing that fine line, into the state of, my impatient rest, body falling, dead to this world, though, I lay awake conscious, yet body frozen stiff, my mind still runs rampant, with thoughts of fear, anxiousness, excitement, of the unknown, of what’s happening, within and around my being, held spellbound, in this vortex’s of hesitation, I laid stationary in thought.
Awoken by the pains of recognition starting to haunt his day, ones that start when eyes opened as if they had no choice mind recalls and starts to regret the moments awoken distributing, frightening, uncontrollable, relentlessly perusing his balance. That balance between his sanity and lunacy again where the thoughts that started another day in his life. He had hoped to hide from those nightmares that haunted his days. Moments of self doubt, anger, remorse, hopelessness, yet they were all lingering like the wild beast of pray hungry and thirsty just waiting to feast.
A 50 word story, written for the 50 word story group,
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When some of those shapeless Etheric Essence entities within the multi-singularity, of the Creational Universal Consciousness, that where encircled in the interior of that existence and its experience surrounded by the abyss of eternal and everlasting void, that we call space.