Where am I? What is this place? It"s dark and so empty around here. Only somewhere far away, there are flashes of lights. Have I died? How did this happen? Now I realize that I don"t know the meaning of the word dead. Behind this simple truth, I am faced with a new cloud of questions. Who am I? What is my name? Who was I? When I did"t get the answers to these questions, others came to my mind.
Why would I even know that? Is it necessary? Suddenly from somewhere comes the realization: "In general, no, you already know everything. Then why do I ask that? There is a strange feeling. Strange and interesting. Interesting? And how is that? As if in return, somewhere inside this feeling raised a wave of memories from words and images: curious, intriguing, entertaining - which were accompanied by some vaguely familiar pictures. Somewhere I, as a person, conducted experiments, climbed somewhere, watched something - all this was accompanied by this feeling. One answer was found. Strange as it may seem, it was found inside me.
But how many more questions remained? Once found, why not try to find out the rest? Who am I? I"ve already asked this question, but somehow there has"t been an answer yet. Who am I? The next waiting did not yield results. Who am I?! Desperate attempt to get to the truth, finally, brought some results. A new wave broke out in my mind, which raised such familiar images, smells and even feelings from somewhere. It was as if the pictures of the flying layers of the earth, which violated all the laws of the universe, the bright pyramid, from the top of which a ray of light was beating into the sky, the buildings, as if carved of crystal, so they shone in the sun, the dark alleys of the old city and someone"s face. .. Girls, it seems.
Who is she? There was no answer, no matter how much I asked myself. Only once did something moves inside me. Some vague feelings of kindness and affection. But that feeling disappeared very quickly. And yet, who am I? The answer never came. Maybe it needs to be understood by yourself? First of all, it is worth looking around. Only the "landscape" has not changed. Then I tried to look at myself. It turned out to be a little problematic because I had no arms or legs, let alone a mirror. Trying to see myself, I noticed some discomfort. It took me a little time to figure out what embarrassed me. When I turned around, there were frequent flashes of lights moving in a circle. It was"t right. Wild!
What"s it going to be? Do I see three hundred and sixty degrees around me? Oh! Three hundred and sixty degrees! I know that! I know what degree, angle, mathematics is. In my mind, I suddenly remembered geometry, algebra, mathematical analysis and so on. There were so many of these thoughts that at some point I wanted them to stop, but it didn"t happen. That time I felt pain for the first time and tried to shrink, as children do if they are afraid. When I woke up, I tried for a long time not to ask questions and not to excite my memories. It was scary. It is worth asking questions carefully. Why did I want to know so much? As soon as I realized that I had asked the question again, I squeezed myself like an unwise child in the face of danger, afraid of a new outbreak of pain. Fortunately, nothing like that happened.
There was no pain. It turns out that not all questions give answers. I could have guessed earlier. It is a pity that we cannot control it. .. or is it possible? Of course, it"s strange and very unpleasant to have so much information on you, but why do I think it"s right? What do you need to know about yourself, as much as possible? I never got an answer. I left these problems for later. I still had to deal with mathematics, which came to my mind. So where was I? Exactly! I saw everything at once around me, but I couldn't see myself. There was no point in standing still. I tried to stretch forward by some hint, and as a result, some tentacles stretched out in the opposite direction from me.
I stopped right away, and the tentacles dragged me back into it. When I thought about it, I decided to just try to stretch out a peculiar limb, and it turned out, strange as it may seem, easily. Later, I learned how to move them like hands. These limbs could be many. At some point, I felt like a squid. Squid? And what else is that? I remembered again the new images with this creature. It seems like. I just don"t remember these creatures shining. Maybe a jellyfish then? Another flash made it clear to me what it was.