ACT 1: Of Space and Time

The being suddenly became aware of its own existence. The entirety of the cosmic flow of primordial matter was contained within the being, but the being could also stare out to the extrinsic world and gaze upon that very matter and its existence separate from the being.

The being suddenly became aware of its own existence. It became aware that there was an object in the world whose central shape had four extending shapes and a sphere a top the organic structure. This object belonged to the being, the being had the omniscient power to control how this object moved, and how it acted. The being knew not of when this object was granted to it, if the object once belonged to another, or if the object ever existed for any other than itself. It wondered of the notion of it owning this object. Was it a simple matter that within the universe there had always existed a thing of which it owned or was there another object which this came from?

The being existed in a location, its grasp of the universe was still infantile, but it thought that it might be able to call the place it stood a location. The location was a vast emptiness containing only itself separated from the rest of the universe by a distance. The being had never undergone the trial of accepting a new location before, it had never undergone the act of being at a location, moving a distance and being at another location.

With this in mind, it thought of the distance between it and the rest of the universe, it wondered of the length of that distance, was it actually traversable? Could the being ever arrive at the things it saw in the distance? What even was a distance, could it really be certain that the being existed at a location that was not another? What even was the explanation of why its location was not the location containing those separate objects. Inversely, how could it define a distance if it wasn’t certain that locations can be swapped? It is one thing to claim that two objects exist at different locations, but without being able to know that one object can approach another how can one possibly define the existence of the separation of those objects.

The being already had so many questions about those elusive things which somehow existed but were not the being, something separate, yet the being still had a faint sense that they were not completely separate.

The being would later look back on its passed self and scoff questioning why the being didn’t just attempt to traverse the distance between it and another object and find the answer to its questions. This would be a simple suggestion for one who knew the trivialities of such a task, but to this being, just formed into existence, still unsure of if it truly owned this object, unsure of where it was or who it was, this was a terrifying ordeal. The being had to come to terms with itself, that it was a being and that it had the right to exert an independent will onto the universe. The being eventually decided to brave the act of accepting a new location, it knew not if a distance was an obstacle that could be surmounted; nonetheless, the being used its power over the object belonging to it to accept a new location.

ACT 2: Atomism

Many centuries passed since the being became aware of itself. It had accepted many different locations in its life, an act it came to call movement. Through its movement it came to learn of the world, it came to learn of other things which also existed. It knew that these things existed because they were not what was around them. There would be disturbances in the universes where there would be something that was not something else.

It took the being time to realize that some of these things had things within them, miraculous things of great merit. Some things had things like stories which had things like sentences which ended with things called. The being was fascinated by all of these different complexities, all these different things which built together to make new things even though they equally were made of other things.

There would come times when the being was unsure of what thing was creating and what this was created. A great example of this dilemma was when the being learned that it could form a new thing with these other things called friends. These friends would then greet other things and in an attempt to define themselves as a thing would claim that the thing was a friend. It was around this time that the being was beginning to get a grasp of the world.

There was a separation between object and organism, between matter and thought. A word was not a person who similarly was not a rock. The complicated nature of these classifications confused the being for a long time. It was told that a living thing was discerned by a thing that was composed of smaller things which functioned to perform actions. The being thought that the definition was absurd since by all means that would mean that all things were living. Another being gave it a different definition, a living thing is a thing which had parents. A parent was a thing that made things. A flawed definition for sure but it was a much better start. The definition brought with it many prevalent questions like since the being thought it was living, where was its parent?

ACT 3: Of Spontaneity and Causal Determinism

The being had found a home. After a few centuries of searching it had found a place where it thought Its parent could be. If the parent was here, it did not make itself known and would not come to meet the being. The being still had yet to meet its parent but it was not completely lonely since this place was filled with other beings. It was in this place that the being grew closer to the other beings which collectively called their average shape human. The being felt a slight kinship with the humans since its shape was also vaguely like that of the human.

The being would sometimes struggle to form a relationship as humans who initially encountered the being were taken aback by its different nature and other various oddities that it had. Despite these setbacks the being was happy to know that a sincere few would overcome this hurdle.

The being had found itself in a farm. The menial task of catering to simple growing structures was trivially easy for it, but it happily accomplished the task with glee to see the happy faces of its family. The group of humans who owned this farm called their group that: a family. The being thought back to when it first arrived, it understood that relationships were formed, that separate existences would meet and decide to remain together. The being knew this but somehow it felt like it was simply a part of the family. Was the being ever not welcomed by these humans? Was it ever not at their side passing the second serving of salad? The being was unsure if this ever was the case. If it wasn’t the case the being wasn’t sure if it wanted to know. It was happy.

ACT 4: Of Necessary Being or Not

In front of the being there was what seemed to be a small pink rhombus that grew out of thin air, or it was a rhombus, but its body would reject any stable state. It would shift and transform, shrink and grow, continuously morphing into other shapes. The pink shape finally locked into a form resembling that of a featureless human with only one limb. The arm was outstretched towards the being holding a glowing parchment.

This was the third time it had met this pink being. The first was when it was given an invitation to the tournament a century ago, the second was when it won the tournament a century ago. At the time the being had failed to make well on the wish granted to it for winning the tournament, and now it was meeting the pink being for the third time.

The being was much more sophisticated and intelligent since eons ago. It was at a time like this that it remembered the being that gave it that definition of living so long ago. A being that is living is a being that had a parent. A parent was a being that created other beings. Was that really the only criteria to be considered a parent? It was just a matter of creation.

The being remembered those farmers who died long ago. The being remembered sitting at the table and passing the second serving of salad. The being remembered that there were smaller humans there who called larger humans there their parents. Those larger humans did not create all the humans that called them such, but they did nurture them all. The being brought its attention back to the pink being before it. A parent is a being that creates other beings. It was a simple definition, but the being hated it, it didn’t want to call this pink being its parent. It took the glowing parchment and read it.

You have been invited to The Tournament You are The Noumenon