Name change

When I came back, I took on a new name. The old had been rendered inactive due to the fact that it had not been used. So there was a decision to be made.

I could not renew the old. I was not as I was. Not my first name, (I dare not use the term christian name, that would seem wrong in this sphere), for in essense I am as I was conceived. But my form has changed. Once I was hidden, tried to stay hidden. Hinted at, suspected, all that has been said previously. And I left.

Then I was awoken. I am also no longer hidden. I regret the revelation, anguish in my failure, but what is, is and there is naught I can do about it. What I will be? Still to be seen. I chose the name of Chaos.

I could say that it was because it has been said of my father that his very existance caused whirlpools of instability, though the original statement was destruction. Could I claim any less? But that would be wrong, that thought came after the event.

No. My angel originally brought light to the chaos that was the world before it became. I thought to acknowledge that.

But that is too grand an aim. I am not worthy. So I change to Grey.

Not black nor white, light nor dark, yin nor yan, one thing nor the other.