The Source of you and I

“Oh, my dearest Source. I find myself missing you so. I find myself fallen below. This plane you call earth, the lands so full of life. yet so dull in comparison to all that is you. I find myself here, after a choice. A single choice that led to many more. But do not misunderstand, I would not change it if I were given another chance. Still, after a millenia…do I find myself wishing for the warmth of your embrace. For me to return to true rest." Before the love of you and I, before time itself as we know it now. Before there was anything. . . Like space, with neither a beginning nor end. Source simply was; neither wishing to change nor wishing not to change. Source simply existed. However, something in Source began to change. Source began to desire. To know itself, to understand itself, to learn and experience. And so, Source did. Source turned itself around and around. Discovering directions, ups and downs, backs and forths. Ultimately discovering matter itself, shapes and colors. Unfolding layers upon layers of itself. And in those layers, Source discovered or was discovered, by another part of itself. Much alike a mirror these two parts are. From Source came the two entities we know as: Light and Dark. Without one, we could not have the other. The two recognized themselves in each other. As one changed and learned, as did the other. 
They realized that in being two separate entities, they were able to learn more about Source. About each other, about Itself. And so, they understood what more they could do. Thus, began the creation of our planets and stars. When life as we know it was born. Humans were but source divided, forgetting and learning continuously. But angels, also created from source, were the overseers of life itself. Many started by watching over the earth, of the animals and other life. Of what we call humans now. Most did not contact humans directly for very good reason. With the gifts of curiosity and free-will, so began the disobedience of the angels and then, of mankind. But such disobedience could not come with no consequence. They had grown attached to mankind. Whether they regarded themselves as their masters, lovers, friends, or teachers –it did not matter. Mankind was not meant to know the truth of this world, at least not to the speed that they did. The angels were not meant to be revered, nor was the division that came to be from Source Source cares not about consequences, so come what may. But truthfully, mankind is but a part of Source’s desire to learn itself, as were all life. Eventually Source would be satisfied and would return itself to its former state. As Mankind came to know this truth, many resisted. But for the angels, their punishments were this seperation. A fall began. Was this always meant to be from the very moment angels came to be? Or perhaps, from a single desire, starting with Source itself? Whatever the reason, here we are now. You and me, and this fated story of ours.