Alkebu-Lan

(The First, The Watchers, The Ancients,
The Nephilum)

This is the story of the Alkebu-lan - who and what they are, how they mysteriously came into being, and how they vanished just as mysteriously.

As in many tales and mysteries, there is family, brotherhood and sisterhood, sickness, birth and death, tragedy, betrayal, wars, hatred and—dare I say—love. In fact, everything we know as humans happened to the Alkebu-lan, but instead of unfolding in time as we know it, their existence spanned millennia.

Time and speed seem to alter the bigger or smaller one becomes. This greatly affects one’s perception and understanding of all things—and no being or creature knew more about this than the Alkebu-lan. They were numbered 477 and, though seemingly immortal, were sadly not. Just like you and me, they had an existence, a validity, and a purpose.

Darkness all around - no whisper, no sound. No air, no light, nothing. A spinning mass of pitch-black, pushing and pulling uncontrollably, building and tearing, distorting and contorting, round and round. No direction, no stopping - up and down, round and round, spinning non-stop until… suddenly…

She becomes aware - seeing all, all the time; feeling all, all the time - but so small and shapeless, crude and raw, yet fresh and new, waiting.

Her awareness becomes more acute and concentrated as she becomes time - both past and present - and would eventually represent time in the future. And as time and awareness meet, matter is formed.

Such a beautiful union. With all the awareness and time, the union isn’t explosive or violent, nor is it quiet and gentle - it simply is. And so, as time passed without awareness being aware, matter became.

In becoming, matter gave rise to bacteria, organisms and atoms, which in turn became fauna and flora, vegetation, animals, and then humankind - and the variations and visitations thereafter. But before eyes and thoughts are cast to the time of today or tomorrow, we return to the time of awareness and matter - for without these, there is nothing of tomorrow and less of today.

In becoming aware and unionising time into matter, life began. Microscopic life becoming - and when unionising with time, evolved and evolved, and continues to evolve into new matter forever.

How wonderful and formidable this life is - so strong and determined to grow and live. Ready to battle to be. Terrifying too, with beauty and horrors, awe and fear - becoming so gently and so violently too.

A peacefully tumultuous occurrence, always. In becoming, her awareness knows the need - and the need is aware and knows the awareness. These, together with time, unionise.

What glorious and splendiferous events these are, as beings become because of a need, not a want - and by way of being, not breeding. Countless in number but none to mention, they are as they are as they became - strength and power, heart and soul, no intentions or self, but awareness of what is.

Awareness and time, together with matter and being, gave rise to the guardians of Terra-mater. They are Terra-mater, and she was them. They became from her out of a need to maintain the wonders that had run rampant upon her. They are the keepers and do only right. They only build and create. They are life.

She is Gaia - forever becoming - and they are the Alkebu-lan, her protectors. And this is their story.

*We have created a scale to determine existence so that we can forget the unfathomable scale our knowledge truly is. Time governs existence. Time gives legitimacy to one’s existence; time is the only true unit of measure; it gives proof to the existence of matter. Without time, we don't exist. Time is Unity.
(*extract from the movie “Lucy”)