That which is profound knows no other way to be than dark
For darkness rests upon the face of the deep
And he who questions eventually comes to understand the theories of everything; as well as create his own by the vast expanses of time, space, probability, consequence and the evolution of his doubts
For his doubts have led him on a journey everlasting.
Within his embrace is the Universe, and within him is an abyss of question
Intense and pensive.
No longer man; but soul and mind dispersed.
The prize for enlightenment is eternal darkness.
Within oneself, one is doomed to be free.
With no consequence for question
They who seek with reckless abandon
Are burdened by a mindful prison
Darkness is the product of enlightenment.
And to no surprise, enlightenment is the product of darkness.
There is no bliss for he who is not ignorant
For he has come to understand
the consequence
of choice.
