The River Queen

Inspired by my late friend & mentor, Andre Burnett.

It was a Friday evening after work and his cellphone rang; it’s the CEO of the company. He’s enquiring — “What gets the best out of Kris?”.

That’s just it — Kris is a layer though; layers unfolding to either infinity or into nothing. He is also a spiritual and intellectual representation of the cosmos — never stop expanding; following the lay of growth.

That would mean and arbitrarily follows that Kris would need to tap into the “central” spirit and infuse with it, which would assimilate with his being’s peculiar personality traits of … now.

(Time is relative but in earth years, its Sept 2022)

This personality and in every scientific variation carry differences but sprouts from the same waterfall that descends into the river — The cosmic mind; One similarity.

They say the queen is a gender-affiliated word that prescribed duality in the existence of an opposite (the king); this also means an expression of growth as it unfolds for the ages; through spacetime whether — destructive, sacrificial but one can debate that we unfold, together as a society. Slowly in earth micro-years and culture but there is an existence of a process, nonetheless. Collective empathy that is personalized from each species in the universe and understanding that we all flow from the same river — The River Queen.

The River Queen is older than the quest of finding the holy grail.

Questions through spacetime have echoed the same:

“Who made the River Queen?”

“What is the source of the River Queen’s power?”

“Why a river?”

If it’s labeled such, where is the river channeling to?

They say most rivers end up in the ocean. Some rivers serve the communities they run through or nearby; the nation of plants, an animal kingdom and the spiritual realm all rely on the “River Queen”.

Historically, the river queen became a real thing from one side of the universe — from the collective consciousness of a people that was simultaneously for and against the river queen origin story.

It was a generation within the gum nebula; the civilization used the lengthy lunar cycles as time measurement and was instrumental as one of their natural resources. This civilization accelerated their intelligence and development from the supernova that was historically recorded from earth during the year 1054. The supernova had cosmic winds that fast-tracked their energy supply, boosted biological development, peaked enlightenment and exposed inequality within the trenches.

The river queen had statues, schools in her name and coins, in her likeness. Many artists throughout the quadrant found their muses from such divine cosmos. The river queen has inspired songs, anthems, poems, scriptures, testimonials, ancient scrolls, online click-bait ads, die-heart fans, and narrow-minded followers and created naturally a duality in an apathetic culture.

They simply prescribe not kissing the heels of such “False Gods”.

But the river queen didn’t wish to be here; like a newborn that didn’t ask to be brought forth in this physical world. The river queen was flung into existence.

The river Queen is 3 years old. A toddler at best; still figuring out the world.

The river queen is a manifested spirit from her parents — but her parents weren’t the traditional 21st century earth like nuclear family in the west, not one bit. Her parents edified cosmic micro-societies that unconsciously gave birth to her through naive cosmic practice & principles, collective through space & time.

It generally adds context to spacetime mixed with culture that offers a new norm — it’s a start.

On the river queen’s 4th birthday, it would have been 100,000 light years since. This meant societies have started and died out, repeatedly; war, mass genocide, periods of enlightenment, peace, cyber takeover, AI empathy, natural resource depletion, planet exploration, air pollution, intergalactic travel and not imagine the psychological effects these can have over people and beings through different lens skewed on time, priorities, needs, origin story and general place in the universe.

The world forgot about the river Queen and yet she was just 4 years old.

What a shitty birthday huh?

She still gets love for how differently expressed in variation forms. It’s almost like fan mail but all in different foreign languages. The river queen is happy for the lullabies and continues to bless the universe with her laughter, joy and blessings.

Prayers from the Boron balloon dimension echoed with prayers through the magnetic curvature of spacetime that hitches on light like a hitchhiker. These species understood quantum theory through a different lens that allowed them to carry new information through the multiverse using hymens wrapped in cosmic particles.

“River Queen, we as stewards and creators; distributors of your manifestations — we stumbled.”

The river queen, like the toddler she is, has so much to unfold as she finds her tribe; her people; her family. She has her foundation, but energies attract, ye?

She will eventually find other cosmic friends that she will call her own. Older spirits, transcending spirits, who periodically have broken all dimensions and cultural lenses.

In the rosette nebula, the muses govern the inspiration of the mind and inventions abound. Astronomer & philosopher Fabio Nunez from Earth BP 22 called on the muse of astronomy, Urania to pay tribute to the beauty of the heavens.

“I write to give form of my acknowledgement of your beauty, love and life that guides the curious eyes towards the truth enveloped in the stars, patterns, predictions, principles, cosmic laws and dimensional destinies I find your unfoldment inspiring to say the least — a few see science, others see zodiac, some see possibilities while others may see history.

I see who you are; this and more.

Humbly accepting that I can only scratch the comprehension of your being at this time; heck, you yourself may not know the full truth either, but I’m elated to recognize such beauty exists.”

They danced under the stars, slumbered under the moonlight and floated through the cosmic clouds of the nebula.

They felt the shared passing of time, as both unfold and offer guidance to the next generation, the stewards of this side of the galaxy.

Coincidentally to Fabio, her beauty generated more than enough quantum energy that would eat a supernova; creating a ripple in spacetime that would allow clear communication with our parallel universe.

Fabioz saw the solution and flung the new knowledge to Kris from Earth BP 22 using ….

Beep! Beep! Beep!

“Fifteen minutes more Siri!”, Kris grunted in a sleepy voice as he found the courage to wake up; with a vague memory of his dream and cosmic adventure, he quickly fell back asleep and ignored his alarm for work Monday morning.

Blinked, and the weekend was over.