Iowa Writes

J. D. LEWIS
This is Not Yet Written, as the French Say


This is not yet written, as the French say.

Old Man came from the South. He made the people and the plants and the animals, and taught them how to live together. Eat the bark from this tree at this time. Use this shard to skin that creature. Before Old Man went North to make more people and plants and animals and teach them, too, he said I will always take care of you, and one day I will come back.

Something between metaphor and truth.

Before Kahless, there was no peace and the people were separated from each other. He defeated the tyrant Molor with his Sword of Honor, forged from a lock of his own hair dipped in lava, and in doing so united the people. When Kahless saw his work was complete, he gathered his things and said to the people You need no one but yourselves. I will go now, to Sto-Vo-Kor. But I promise one day I will return. He pointed to a star and said Look for me there, on that point of light.

Something greater than the sum of its parts. The whole story.

The Elohim came from the sky. They synthesized the ecosystem of the Earth and taught the chosen people that everything is everything, that the whole universe exists inside an atom in another universe, which exists inside an atom in another universe, and on and on infinitely. The Elohim said that time is infinite and space is infinite, and there is no such thing as a soul. The sky people record the land peoples' memories and at the Apocalypse will bring the dead to life and pass judgment upon them. The Elohim said, We will return at the age of the unveiling of truth.

Something like need.

This is not yet written, as the French say.

Old Man came from the South. He made the people and the plants and the animals, and taught them how to live together. Eat the bark from this tree at this time. Use this shard to skin that creature. Before Old Man went North to make more people and plants and animals and teach them, too, he said I will always take care of you, and one day I will come back.

Something between metaphor and truth.

Before Kahless, there was no peace and the people were separated from each other. He defeated the tyrant Molor with his Sword of Honor, forged from a lock of his own hair dipped in lava, and in doing so united the people. When Kahless saw his work was complete, he gathered his things and said to the people You need no one but yourselves. I will go now, to Sto-Vo-Kor. But I promise one day I will return. He pointed to a star and said Look for me there, on that point of light.

Something greater than the sum of its parts. The whole story.

The Elohim came from the sky. They synthesized the ecosystem of the Earth and taught the chosen people that everything is everything, that the whole universe exists inside an atom in another universe, which exists inside an atom in another universe, and on and on infinitely. The Elohim said that time is infinite and space is infinite, and there is no such thing as a soul. The sky people record the land peoples' memories and at the Apocalypse will bring the dead to life and pass judgment upon them. The Elohim said, We will return at the age of the unveiling of truth.

Something like need.

Jesus: Am I not the messiah?
Little Angel: No.

Paul said, You don't know how much people need God. You don't know how happy He can make them. He can make them happy to do anything. Make them happy to die, and they'll die, all for the sake of Christ. Jesus Christ. Jesus of Nazareth. The Son of God. The Messiah. Not you. Not for your sake. You know, I'm glad I met you. Because now I can forget all about you. My Jesus is much more important and much more powerful.

What do the French have to do with this?

In the time of Napoleon, the Hussards fighting under him began celebrating victories by beheading bottles of Champagne with a special Champagne-bottle-beheading sabre. Brave ladies would hold up the bottles for the men, who charged horses at full speed toward them. The Hussards struck single blows and the cuts were perfect and smooth.

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About Iowa Writes

Since 2006, Iowa Writes has featured the work of Iowa-identified writers (whether they have Iowa roots or live here now) and work published by Iowa journals and publishers on The Daily Palette. Iowa Writes features poetry, fiction, or nonfiction twice a week on the Palette.

In November of 2008, the United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organization (UNESCO) designated Iowa City, Iowa, the world's third City of Literature, making the community part of the UNESCO Creative Cities Network.

Iowa City has joined Edinburgh, Scotland and Melbourne, Australia as UNESCO Cities of Literature.

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J. D. LEWIS

J.D. Lewis is a student at the University of Iowa's Nonfiction Writing Program and Art Director at Defunct magazine (www.defunctmag.com). Her work has appeared in Hunger Mountain and is forthcoming in Creative Nonfiction and Memoir.

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on April 27, 2011

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