No Name Introduction

My senses heightened, my tastes refined, falling through utter darkness following a scent a peculiar odor that draws me like nothing I have ever felt. You, you have become the reason for this detour, for me to change coarse and change my existence.

Focused am I now, seeing shadows of light in the utter darkness of space, like the dawning of the first day I chase it, wanting so much to be able to see, even so I don’t yet know what it means.

Falling now, caught within your gravity falling like a shooting star into your arms into your heart. Hearing for the first time, but there is no voice, and I realize I am hearing your thoughts. Your scent now intoxicating, entering me like an early morning breeze brushing like the wings of butterflies thought my whole being.

Where did that come from? What is a butterfly, how come I know these things and don’t remember a single one?

Your scent is getting stronger now and all of me am now in you on you and you are so all encompassing, nothing else matters anymore.

Opening my eyes for the first time in millennia’s, I realize that for whatever miracle I am alive again, laying there in your arms holding me, gently shacking me and it felt so painfully beautiful.

“Hold on there, the ambulance is on the way, just lye still, just open your eyes whoever you are.”

And what I beheld was you; Radiant, beautiful like your thoughts and your voice. And the look on your face, utter disbelieve in them, not being able to look away from me. I didn’t understand at first but your mind kept screaming it to me, “golden eyes, like pure gold.

And I knew, like lightening the realization hit me, I was reborn and how that could have happened I still don’t know.

Feeling pain shooting through me, like every fiber of me being on fire and knowing that I could never go to a hospital, that I only needed minutes to assimilate and hoping that I would be given the time needed.

Reeling still from the freefall through time and space, still painfully aware of this unexpected new live and the clarity off memories flooding the cells of my new brain like an endless stream throughout eons of time.

Imprisoned I was in the utter darkness of time where no sensations reaches or touches you, where only your memories of all keep you company to feed un insatiable hunger that only the living can give.

By no means, was I dead, because only the living may die. I am immortal one of the first to roam this universe; I have lived many lives and have become the envy of so many of my brothers and sisters. I am the cause of a war still raging today because time has no meaning to us, us the first immortal bread of creation. We need no food for sustenance we need not feel the heat of fire in the winters of life, we don’t need anything, but it dose not mean we do not like to taste all that live has to offer, and most of all I love the taste of emotions, strongest present while making love ore being afraid.

And there I was newly reborn in the arms of one of god’s most beautiful masterpieces. Hungry for her feelings I was realizing the need for them in her own mind seeing the way she was looking at my golden eyes, her fears, her insecurities, her every emotion laid out before me like the feast in an roman senators home.

Recovering quickly now hearing the squealing tires of the ambulance still miles away, only knowing about them from her mind, so open to me.

Can you guess who I am, and no what is written of me is to frighten you, it is written that way because some clever scribe thought it a good way to control you, the masses the cattle of our society. Am I real you might ask?

As real as it, for even gods may die if the cattle stops believing and praying to us, for that is our sustenance, your adoration gives us live you might say.

Let me rest now in the arms of this masterpiece of creation for we are already entwined with one another and I really would love to savor every moment after millennia’s of utter loneliness.