DO YOU KNOW YOUR CONSCIOUSNESS?
All we know is that it is an unmeasurable quantity that seeks path of knowledge to run it's vessel through the delusion of time.
In its journey to the maker Consciousness meets anthropomorphism of the Truth which says ' What you seek and will seek, is what seeks your head at last. '
But the Mandela effect is strong.
The words get blur and riddle turns into giggle .The consciousness said to itself (above all the genders) " The path I seek is all fair and clear, no one can touch me so there is nothing to fear. "
In it's way to EVERYTHING the Consciousness made alliance with Lie and Hate. One covered what actually was fair and clear and the other was it's WILL buried under the soil of emotions waiting for it's heir to come.
The journey was long but the poor soul made it at last, The gates of knowledge is here for all. On the lustrous gate, there was dusty board hanging like as if nobody cares. Full of curiosity consciousness clean the board at last, the engraving was fine enough to be visualised and it read " Is the riddle clear to you all. "
All the wisdom he gain got vanished and gone pale when the geezer named experience said for once and for all.
" This shine is cursed, It will burn you till end and you know this too, after all the deja vu has hit the right chords."
"Am I not conscious enough or my life is just lie" a puzzled traveler repeated words to itself. But just then the Greed came back to life and addressed an efficient quote in brief:
"Our gain is what most important of all, let me handle your instincts, you go and enter into that hall."
The footsteps grew deeper and deeper leaving footprints like that of a curious cat's, and at a distant length the muffles of the Old man could be heard.
The gates opened and the curious one stepped into the world of gods, the vastness of white marbled floor was at the end of the Universe and the pearl of knowledge is again in the hands of humanity.
At last the consciousness is at peace, a comfortable silence shared between the floor and the knowledgeable one itself (a deadly one indeed).
With eyes full of self disgust the Consciousness screamed at last.
" This gene pool is a muck, more precise to be called a cesspool of horrendous opportunities, with no man able to pay for the grandiose of their existence. Such lifeforms are a shame to the chromosomes. "
The Truth revealed itself at last and called " Humanity is the disturbance, humanity is the cause but who made it the worst is you after all, there would be nothing to lose and nothing to gain, without you pathetic prick Consciousness there would be no pain and that's all."
By the end of truth Consciousness decapitated itself, As it was himself what he seek and himself who was cursed.