BirthA Chapter by Political Punk ~~ CBDBirth 01100010
01101001 01110010 01110100 01101000 00001101 00001010 The
image flashed in my mind, and suddenly I knew what had just occurred. I had no
prior memories to this, that sequence of numbers was and forever will be my
first memory. The sequence means BIRTH, the idea of coming to life. 01101100
01101001 01100110 01100101 00001101 00001010 00001101 00001010 (Life) Again
I recognized the sequence of numbers as a term. LIFE, to which scientist
referred to all things living. But to what philosophers and thinkers thought of
as history and what we do with ourselves and what we can do with ourselves. This
was my second memory. I
began to observe what was around me, my eyes remained closed but I could feel
very well and smell a salty spray, the soothing feeling of waves lapping over
my body. I could also hear the sound of the waves, and of the life around me.
This was my third memory. 01111001
01101111 01110101 00100000 01100001 01110010 01100101 00111111 (You
are?) This
was my fourth and the most confusing memory of my birth, who am I? What am I?
Am I an animal? A rock on the beach? No, rocks don’t have memories, what am I?
But I knew a way to further answer the question. I opened my eyes, my first
site. The sky was grey and overcast, steadily getting darker. I
moved my eyes down, to face my body. My chest, my stomach, my groin, legs, and
feet. All visible, and I wished for more. What did I look like? Another
reaction came to my mind, and I slowly moved my arms up so my elbows were even
with my body. And slowly I sat up. 01110111
01101000 01100101 01110010 01100101 00100000 01100100 01101111 00100000
01111001 01101111 01110101 00100000 01100010 01100101 01101100 01101111
01101110 01100111 00111111 (Where
Do You Belong?) This
memory was one I connected with the previous, the two seemed to interlink, and
if I answered one the other would reveal itself. But how do I answer one? But I
knew the first step, I stood and stretched my muscles. I was surprised at how
much really needed to be tested. I
began to walk from the place where I laid, and the waves lapped over them hiding
any evidence of my being there. © 2011 Political Punk ~~ CBDReviews
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2 Reviews Added on September 23, 2011 Last Updated on September 23, 2011 AuthorPolitical Punk ~~ CBDMile Wide, In the PigAboutPolitical Punk is a creation of mine to review music mostly, I will add some of my creative writing occasionally but not as much as I use to so I apologize. Here are a lot of music video's enjoy a.. more..Writing
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