The Lost Five Stories

Once upon a time… Every person had Five Stories within.

And every Person lived all Five Stories so that when they found their Love, all Five Stories would Align perfectly and Become One Story that Revealed All Truth. And only when the Five Stories Aligned did a Person know who their Love was and what their Story was.

And a short while after that Once upon a Time began, we lost our Five Stories.

For thousands of Years everyone wandered the World in Chaos. No one remembering. No one Knowing. And there was great pain and chaos and disorder… and horrors throughout the World spread until all were Dead and Cold inside. It was the Era of Hell on Earth when we all lost The Five Stories.

Until one Person — An Anna — remembered. And she remembered so well that she was able to find all The Five Stories again. And when she Found the Five Stories, they fit together perfectly like in a puzzle. And when the Puzzle was assembled, She could see that the Five Stories made up One Story. And that One Story was The First Story that caused all others to begin to remember their Stories.

And inside Her One Story, were the Instructions of how to Rebuild The World to restore it back before The Five Stories were Lost.

Alone, she worked on The One Story. And in her One Story, she saw The All of Everything.

She saw who She was.
She saw her Love.
She saw the World and all its Truth.

But she was Alone.

And — as is the way — when you work on building your Five Stories, you lose a Language that all others understand. But still, Alone, she worked. She tried to tell others to Look for their Five Stories, but there were none who could understand her.

Not even her Love could understand her.

And no one believed her. No one Listened.
And all The People were Dead inside. The Pain of losing The Five Stories is what killed them inside.

But She did not give up.
No matter how Alone she was.

For she could Read The One Story and see how All would Be, once she made it through This Trial.

And she tried every which way to explain. She used Science and Biology. Logic and Math. She used Proof and Psychology and Physics… And Still, none would Listen who could Understand.

At long last, she spoke in Story… But The Dead Inside believed her Stories to only be Stories. And so they never Looked for their Five Stories. They only said, “That’s Nice,” and went about their day, Dead to the World.

But of all the People She talked to, She truly only really wanted to Revive her Love. So she tried. For Three Years, she Tried. Until at long last, she was worn out and broken with despair.

“Please,” she said to him one day. “Please wake up.” She said. “Please. Wake up,” she begged him. And this became the only wish in her heart : for the Dead Cold inside of her Love to subside so that he too may Wake up and Find his Five Stories, which would then Integrated into One Story. Only then would he See the Truth. And then he would Know who he is and who she is. Only then would he Understand that the Cold Dead in his heart was because he had Lost his Five Stories, which he didn’t even know to go Look for.

“And then… When he had his Five Stories that made up his One Story, would he realize everything she did and said for Three Years would make sense to him.”

And she would succeed at this because her One Story showed her all of this and so much more. But she had to Persevere no matter what.

But it would mean appearing as Crazy and Evil. it would mean appearing as Deranged and Obsessed even though she wasn’t. And it would mean doing this all Alone until, at long last, Three People would listen, Trust, and Try. She had Two People. She had just One More. Just One More to find.

So, exhausted, worn out, Alone, and Strong-Willed, She — one more time — came to her Love and said :

“Once upon a time… Every person had Five Stories within,” she would say to anyone who would listen, though no one did.

“And every Person lived all Five Stories so that when they found their Love, all Five Stories would Align perfectly and Become One Story that Revealed All Truth. And only when the Five Stories Aligned did a Person know who their Love was and what their Story was…”