Incarnation of Emotions

Date: 11/10/2016

There was several nights where I had consecutive dreams about me in a past life. I know you guys might not believe but I really felt close to this one so I thought I would finally share it with you all. I was an incarnation of several emotions. The biggest ones were Passion and Anger. I was a huge fox like creature, white as snow and had many tails. My tails would split off, and each one would signify an emotion. One could be rage, anger or even distress. The longer the tail, the more important. Some of the thickest ones had smaller ones wrapped around it. There were also red swirling patterns on my body. There were several others. Yellow, Black, Green. But Blue was the most important. All of us were males, except for Yellow. They could change gender at will. We were all gods and were chained down onto an empty world that had yet to begun. We could walk across the earth in minutes, seconds if we ran. We were giants but our bodies never fell into contact with the physical world. It felt like we were spirits. Anyway, like all gods, we had enemies. Blue versus Red (me), Yellow versus Green, and so on. And we were forced to chase after each other to fix our mistakes or cause destruction or peace. I would walk across forests, burning the wildlife, draining oceans, creating large wastelands of desert and snow. Blue would trail after me, creating rain to smother the burning flames, letting the clouds and the wind to bring water back to the oceans and let plants flourish in even the most difficult of lands. I was the Yang, and he was the Ying. Cheesey as it was, that was how it was. Because of this internal lock, we were never close. He even hated me because of my destruction. And we were Travelling because of the emotions of the world. If a certain land was very angry, I would feel enraged until the strongest emotion radiating from the earth in my category was passion, or something else. The same went for the others. One more was that if there were more people feeling my categories than Blue's, then I would be stronger and vice vera. It was very peaceful and if we met, we never fought each other to a malicious point. Then, one day, the earth was threatened to fall apart. The world was unstable because of a reason we didn't know, and there was an unchained god coming to destroy it. We all had to come together and defeat it. I and Hate (black) were the best fighters, so we fought against it while Peace and Optimism tried to keep the world alive. Envy tried to help keep everyone alive and defended any attacks towards Peace and Optimism. Eventually, after centuries we defeated it and the world was saved, but more unstable than it was before. Because of this war, many creatures in that world died, so our emotions were diminished and felt in small amounts. I and Peace bonded over time. We spent many days hunting and playing by each other's sides. One day, we just happened to become each other's love. We were perfect. Passion and Peace ! What could be a better combination ? We spent many days grooming each other, licking our fur, sharing our food, sleeping side by side, eloped in each other's warmth. One day, we decided it was time to have a child. We didn't mate like usual animals. It took us months of hunting and stock piling to get enough food. We all ate it in a single serving and took out all our energy, and fused it both together. We spent months locked away in a cave, morphing it into a child of our own. And after I was just about depleted, our first child was born. We had created a new life. Our first life together. The first female, the first goddess of our world. Born with pink swirls and the most beautiful blue red eyes we had ever seen. Her fur was so soft, she may had been a walking cloud with stubby legs. She was absolutely beautiful. And came into our world, was Love. The final goddess of this world. The birth of Love brought stability into the world, and peace spread through the land. For what more powerful creation would there be when Peace and Passion was combined ? Due to the beginnings of intelligent life, we had to part ways eventually, but we took every opportunity we could to come back together and grow together. We shared stories over meals, hunted together, slept again. We were as much as a family as we could be considering our circumstances. There were rarely times we fought, and most of them were together against other evils or when Hate lost control and we had to calm him down. Soon, the end was near. Since we were chained down to this world, once it ended, so did we. The year it was going to end, we all put apart our differences and met up. We shared our days with our hundreds of puffball children, and lived like close friends. We forgave all our past conflicts and celebrated together side by side until we watched the world fall apart from age. They all crumbled and we faded away, turning to dust. Since we were already part spiritual, we did not have an afterlife, and were born into the next one. And that was the end of it. It doesn't matter if it's real or not, but I felt really close to it. It felt so real and so beautiful and I could see everything so vividly.