An Existence beyond ComprehensionA Story by Hunter MuirheadEarth has burned. The planet has
become nothing more than an ash in the field at the dawn of night. Every
organic human has simmered in a spark of nuclear cleansing. Humankind has
vanished. Clouds blanket the planet’s sky as if to hide the home world from the
field of Sol and the galaxy at large. All that is left lighting the dark space
above the planet is the distress call from Houston, Texas aboard the
International Space Station. This is futile as Houston has become nuclear ash
and dust on Earth, although, on the I.S.S. Houston is left to a flashing red
dot on a control panel. Moscow’s existence mirrors that of Houston on the
opposite end of the station, nothing more than a red dot in darkness above a
waning ember in the field of space. Except Moscow’s dot is a solid red light
with the label above reading “Roscommon Space Corporation HQ Distress.” Whereas,
the label above Houston’s distress dot is “Houston Command Distress” about the
flashing red dot that is nothing more than the size of a thumbprint. The Earth
has burned leaving humankind to two dots orbiting the blanket of radioactive
ash. Humans as a species now exist with a total population of two. With one astronaut
and one cosmonaut: both breathing within the I.S.S., both speaking only one
language, both unconscious from the force of the events below, both separated
by emergency doors closing due to an internal fracture of the I.S.S., both now
the only two humans in existence. The astronaut awakes to remember
nothing about them self, not even being able to recall their own physical
features. No mirrors exists in the current state of the I.S.S. and no clear
enough reflective surfaces to see any understandable reflection. This astronaut
is clueless about the world around them and everything in their sight is foreign
as if they were a child attempting to understand the complexity of past human
society. Two windows exist in this astronaut area of the I.S.S., one that views
ever so slightly into the other portion of the station where the cosmonaut
remains unconscious and the other out onto the ash planet. The astronaut’s suit is a white
jumpsuit with a logo and a brown stain near the waist. The logo is impossible
to read for the astronaut for they do not understand its symbolism or the word
written below it. In addition, there is no light other than a single red dot;
the station is black with no sign of any other excited photons for the astronaut’s
eyes to turn into sight. The astronaut remains floating in the dark unable to
comprehend the contained world around him. They are not fazed by the ash-covered
world just outside the window as they have lost all memory of it being anything
other than ash. Feeling confused and unsure, the astronaut sits and does
nothing for hours with no idea of anything to do. This new world exists in a state of
stillness to the viewer; confused and unsure nothing moves because this new
field of existence is dark, dark to the eyes of the astronaut whom remembers
nothing. The astronaut ponders about the solid red light. It is all they can
see other than the spurts of glowing radiation on the planet outside the
window. What is this red light they wonder. Why does this red light exist and
what purpose does it serve? It is stationary and does not move as I do? These
questions arise to the astronaut, not in the form of language but as feelings
deep in their chest and mind. They can feel these questions without having the
words or images to express them in their thought. The astronaut approaches the red
light through jerks and shoves, they do not remember how to move let alone in
zero gravity. This movement is all done instinctually and is very ineffective.
After a while, the astronaut reaches the red light and to their dismay, the
light does nothing but stay a solid red. It does not move or blink, the light
remains in one constant state. The astronaut frowns at this and tears. They do
not understand why this is happening but they feel they must react this way in
their chest and mind. Left to no possible inclinations of what to do next, the
astronaut remains floating in zero gravity next to this light in darkness.
Waiting for what, the astronaut does not know. After hours nothing changes, the
light remains red and the station remains in darkness. Eventually the red light goes away,
leaves into darkness. The station has run out of energy to power the light. The
light becomes silent. With one flicker of red to signal, the light has disappeared
seemingly into nothingness. At this instance, the astronaut experiences horrify
flashes of images into their mind that seem in away apocalyptic. The astronaut
regains their mind, memories, and experiences at the expense of the loss of the
red light; everything becomes clear in their mind. How they got into this place,
what this place is, and where they belong? Their meaning of life seems almost reachable
except their current fate floating in complete darkness seems to lose their
mind as soon as they obtained it. All these memories seem impossible to
categorize in their mind, as soon as they understand several, several more play
out as if they were watching a screen. It is as if their entire life is playing
in from of them with each scene-taking place at different intervals. They see
their first time experiencing the ocean while they see the death of a family
member. They remember their name but as soon as it comes to their head, it is
put aside for another bit of information flowing to their mind. The astronaut understands
why they are here and understands of the concept of being in this place but for
some strange reason cannot completely comprehend the state of actually being.
They understand but not really. It is as if the colors of the universe have
presented themselves to the astronaut but the astronaut is blind and cannot
comprehend it but understand they exists in front of them. The meaning for being is right in front
of the darkness that has clouded the astronauts mind but they cannot seem to
push past the darkness. The astronaut becomes frustrated and begins violently
jerking their limbs around the station until they land a punch into the side of
the blackness of the station’s wall. Something is not right. The astronaut
feels uneasy about them self. They cannot flail they right arm anymore because
it is no longer attached to their body. At this moment, everything becomes
organized in their mind, all the memories and experiences. They understand it
all now. They become self-aware of them
self. “I cannot understand my current
state of being because I do not actually exist independently.” The astronaut continues to think to
them self. “I am storage for all human experiences
salvaged below. Their final fate has created my existence. My life does not
exist because I am simply not a being that can exist.” “I am a computer created to store humanities
memories and sent aboard this station to safely store everything. I understand
this.” “But.” “I cannot comprehend this meaning.” Therefore, the astronaut decides to
float in silence thinking about this meaning to never comprehend it and only to
understand it. The astronaut ponders the question, “Is there anyone else or
anything like me or am I the last bastion of existence and thought? Do I
actually think or is this someone’s stored thought?” “I don’t comprehend this thought,
am I even existing?” At this moment of terror within the
astronauts mind of whether they really exist or they are just a unit of
computer storage experiencing the thought of billions of human experiences and
thought the cosmonaut awakes. Not understanding the world around
having lost all memory the cosmonaut sits in darkness until they spot a
flashing red light. The cosmonaut waits and feels uncertain about the darkness
and flashing red light within their vison. Unable to understand anything the
cosmonaut waits attempting to understand a meaning of existence in which they
lack the tools to understand while less than twenty feet from them on the other
side of the darkened station, the astronaut experiences and existential crisis that
they can never resolve. However, the cosmonaut sits in darkness waiting to
comprehend the world around them. © 2016 Hunter Muirhead |
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Added on March 28, 2016 Last Updated on March 28, 2016 Tags: sci-fi, philosophy, comprehension, existence, space, station, philosophical, story, short story Author
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