The Fiction of John Reizer

Before there was anything, before time itself, there was only awareness. It had no name because there was nothing else to compare it to. To write and tell this story properly, I’ll refer to the awareness as Vast Intelligence.

Vast Intelligence existed alone in an endless state of knowing. It understood everything, yet it had never experienced anything. It could imagine fear, but it had never felt fear. It could imagine joy, but had never once laughed. It knew about love, loss, triumph, and sorrow, but only as ideas.

Eventually, it desired something new. It wanted the experience it had lacked. To accomplish this, Vast Intelligence transformed its thoughts into waveforms or frequencies. Those frequencies became condensed into physical realities.

One realm became two, two became ten, and ten became millions. Eventually, an unlimited number of realms stretched endlessly across an unlimited and unending flat plain. It was a construct beyond any sentient being’s comprehension. 

To fully experience these worlds, Vast Intelligence divided itself into countless fragments. Each fragment entered a biological avatar designed for a particular realm. The fragments forgot where they came from. That was part of the design.

Each realm operated and existed at different densities. Some were bright and peaceful while others were harsh and more chaotic.

Some contained avatar beings made of light. Others contained avatar creatures of flesh and bone. All of them, however, originated from the same source, the Vast Intelligence.

The moment physical objects began moving through physical space, another concept emerged: Time.

TIME =

The TRANSPORTATION of INTERACTIVE MATTER through EXISTING space

Time allowed events to unfold one after another. It created an opportunity for beginnings and endings, allowing stories to unfold and be recorded.

The avatars lived entire lifetimes believing they were separate individuals. They built civilizations, explored worlds, fought wars, fell in love, and searched for meaning.

Most never realized they were fragments of the same awareness.

All the realms existed side by side across the Infinite Plain. Though they occupied the same greater existence, they vibrated at slightly different frequencies. Because of this fact, the inhabitants of one realm could not normally perceive another realm’s creatures or world.

Only protected gateways called backdoors connected the different dimensional perspectives.

The backdoors were naturally separated and could only be reached and accessed through an avatar’s altered state of consciousness.

Those who successfully crossed between realms discovered an astonishing truth. Reality was not what it appeared to be.

Mountains, oceans, and stars were not truly solid. They were holographic projections generated by vast frequency fields. Every realm was a three-dimensional simulation designed to create authentic experiences for the fragments of the Vast Intelligence.

Nothing was fake; the experiences were genuinely real. The suffering and joy were real, but the stage upon which everything occurred was a carefully crafted simulated construct.

One of the countless virtual reality constructs in existence and known to humanity today is the Earth realm. It is not a spinning ball traveling at high speeds through a vacuum commonly called outer space.