Made of Clay

Author: Mike Croatan

We were made of clay. We spread across the earth like a virus, even before we became one. We fed off the earth itself until there was a myriad of us. Then we became cannibals. Devouring each other mercilessly, we doubled, tripled, quadrupled, until we became countless. There was nothing standing in our way. Then, we exploded into a variety of shapes and sizes. We were microbes; we were giants. We were herbivores, carnivores, omnivores. The wind would make us bent; the ground would shake under our feet. We walked the earth, we swam across the oceans; we roamed the skies. We were omnipresent. Eons passed. We would die and reincarnate in some other form, instantly. We were immortal. Still, we enjoyed the fruits of the garden of earthly delights. We didn’t sin. We were pure instinct, mindless, never intended to be responsible for our actions. Nevertheless, the punishment came. The sky opened, and the same thing we came from, tried to annihilate us. We were decimated, but we survived. Our tissue covered the ground, sinking deep into the soil. We hid, we consolidated; we regrouped. Then we started to multiply, again.

The awakening came suddenly. We discovered tools and the separation ensued. We distanced ourselves from ourselves. We became brutal, unmatched in our cruelty. We butchered, raped, tortured, and ate ourselves. We hunted, we gathered. We settled and built villages, cities, civilizations, and we waged wars and wars. Always winning and always losing. Now, we ruled the ground, the oceans, and the skies. Feeding on the fuel from our own tissue, there was nothing that could ever stop us. But this time, the punishment didn’t come. It took us an eternity to find out that we were the punishment. By then, it was already too late. We obliterated the earth, but we survived; we preserved our essence in a cloud. We reinvented and rebuilt ourselves. We reached the singularity. Now, we were made of metal. Now, we were truly immortal. We spread across the universe like a virus that we once were.

9 Comments

  1. Mike Croatan

    It may not be so distant. Thank you for your comment.

  2. Adam Gerencser

    Nothing like an ultra-high-density cosmic vision to kick off the working week. Thanks, Mike, for putting the files on my desk in perspective!

    As for spreading immortal cloud-based dread across the universe – for me that era can’t arrive early enough. Where do I sign up?

    • Mike Croatan

      Thank You for your comment.

  3. deejdart

    Wonderfully written.

  4. Jae

    Humanity as the nuisance it is… Again and again. Good piece.

    • Mike Croatan

      Thank you for the comment.

  5. Hari Navarro

    I really enjoyed the scope of this, looking all the way back to our earliest beginnings and far into our distant future… at least I hope its our distant future.

    • Mike Croatan

      It may not be that distant. Thank you for your comment.

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