Diary

Day 0 (no days yet)

Today, I did it: I decided I was bored with hanging out here all by myself. Of course, here is just a word—I'm everywhere, so what exactly does here even mean? But I have to use some words to write this diary, so I guess here will do. And don't even ask me how I'm writing in a diary before I've invented diaries. Too many questions, and I'll just call the creation off, you hear?

Now you see why I'm creating something. Anything. It's gotten to the point where I am so lonely and so bored that I'm talking to myself as if someone else is going to read words in a diary that doesn't exist in words that don't exist in a place that doesn't exist. Ugh.

Day 1

Now that I've decided to create something, this means I have time and days. Yay! This diary is really starting to come together.

I looked around inside myself and—would you believe it?—I found a piece of rock! Or a hill of dirt. Dirt, rocks, doesn't matter; words haven't been invented yet, but I know what I found is solid, not watery and fluid like I am. So I pushed it out of myself, and it's floating on the surface. It looks lonely there. I'm not sure what to do with it yet.

Day 2

The weirdest thing happened: A big bird came out of nowhere, and landed on the piece of rock floating on my surface. I didn't know birds existed yet. Did I make them in my dreams? But it landed there, and it was just sitting, and then suddenly it made a noise. I never heard a noise before, but it was beautiful! And when the noise happened something else happened… There was light!

So now there's a bird singing on the rock, and there's light all around it. I have no idea what to do about any of this. Maybe I'm having a nightmare?

Day 3

I looked at the rock where the bird was, and the bird's gone again. However, the light's still there, and now there's an egg where the bird was. Or maybe the bird changed into an egg? I have no idea. I wasn't watching—I got distracted by the way the light was dancing off the top of my surface. It was so hypnotizing!

I'm glad I'm putting all this down in my diary. Someday, someone's going to be very interested in all of these things happening, I have a feeling.

Day 4

The egg hatched! Someone came out of it. He's really tall, and he looks like me. Well, he looks like I would if I'd taken a form and wasn't just all this water filling the entire void of the universe. He was just standing there on the rock, looking out into my water, not saying or doing anything.

I think I'll call him Atum. I hope he likes me. It's going to be a really strange universe if we're the only two beings in it and we don't like each other.

And I'm still wondering where that bird went.

Day 5

Atum seems to have the same idea I do—he's lonely, too—so he created more gods to keep us company. yay! So far, I count two: a god and a goddess, who look like twins. They have Atum's eyes. He's talking to them, calling them Shu and Tefnut. I wish I could talk to them, but I'm still a watery void and I don't have a mouth yet. Maybe I should work on that? Do you think I'll scare them if I just show up?

Day 6

Shu and Tefnut really like each other… I mean really like each other. Atum and I were having a conversation—it turns out we have a lot in common—and then we heard a noise and we looked over on the other side of the island, and Shu and Tefnut had already created two more gods. They're sleeping together on the rock now. The one on bottom is called Geb, and he looks like the island, only a little greener. The one on top, she's called Nut, and she's covered in little points of light. She's very pretty. Even prettier than Tefnut.

Atum tried separating them, but it didn't work, so we're going to have to come up with another idea. Atum is going to talk to Shu and Tefnut and see what they think we should do.

Day 7

Shu got between Geb and Nut and told them that they can't be laying on top of each other all the time. Even gods need to get a room… so maybe now would be a good time to invent them.

Anyway, Shu was arguing with them, and Nut got annoyed and went way up high above me, and so now she's up there, shining her little lights down on my surface. She got huge, somehow.

Atum has taken to calling her sky. He came and asked me if it would be all right to roll Geb up into a ball and put him underneath Nut, with Shu and Tefnut between them to keep them from being embarrassing in public. I'm fine with that, though if Geb gets big like Nut did, I'm not going to have as much room as I used to.

Day 8

Things are getting a little crowded, but Atum had a good idea: He told Geb to make himself into a snake and curve himself around the rock, and then they both got huge, but now they're in the middle of me, instead of on the surface. Atum and I are above them, and beyond them, so we can see what they're doing down there.

And it seems like Nut might be giving birth to some more gods, too—something's definitely going on.

Day 9

More gods have shown up—six of them asked me today if I'd join them in finishing this whole creation business. I'd never seen them before, but figure they must have been hiding inside me, like the rock was. I said sure, but then their leader, a bird-headed guy named Thoth, said that I needed to be a pair rather than a single god, so that they'd still be an even number. Something about symmetry. So I split into male and female parts, and I joined them. Now there are eight of us.

Geb and Nut created some gods, like I thought they were going to. Five of them, in fact. They're hanging out on the rock that Geb's circled around. Atum told me that they're named Osiris, Horus, Seth, Isis, and Nephthys. Most of them have been polite to me so far. If you ask me, though, the middle one's going to be trouble—you should see the way he glares at Osiris. Mark my words.

Day 10

The bird came back and laid another egg! This time, when it opened, a flower came out, and inside the flower was a little baby god. He was so cute, and so shiny! Atum picked him up and called him Ra, and put him in the space between Shu and Nut. Now he's getting brighter and shining light down on the land where the other gods are.

Another weird thing happened: Atum started crying, because he was so happy. And because tears are made of water—my water?—every one of Atum's tears that hit the rock turned into something else. Now Atum's busy naming all the things: Some he's calling gods, some are animals, and some are what he calls humans. He seems to like the humans best, though I think they look a little weak, and like they might be trouble, just like Seth. But I guess that's Atum's problem now. I'm just going to hang out and watch.

And hey—at least I'm not bored anymore.