there is no black. there is no white. a scale has not been yet made. the deaf can hear the sounds that are made in this blank state. a state of emptiness. there is none and zero isn't even real. i swim in this empty pool and i pray to nothing and bleed nil and plead zilch and cry out to the void. i need someone to take me out of this bottle. maybe i will just die here. i will die in the empty shell that i am made of. i guess i will die. i say this a lot because it's the only thing that can occupy this void. what i did not realize is that death is none and life is none. in this state, there are no such concepts. none.
one day, as i was none, a light broke through. it was bright white and it seared the sinew of my nothingness. it slowly chipped off and broke away the void in which i was nothing in. as it reached closer and closer to me, i did not fear and i did not fret. i reached out and was brought to somethingness by a boy with golden hair and azure eyes. i took ahold of his outstretched hand and the void threw me up into his arms, as if i was an ancient chocolate bar that caused an angry stomach.
he was flame, but i was not charred. he was a soft glistering golden and a warm mandarin orange. blue water sprung from his eyes as he gazed upon my emptiness and it swiftly ran down his bright visage. his blue droplets produced lakes, rivers, streams, oceans. he placed me on top of the water and took my hand in his. the void tried to reach out for me, but he threw a punch and it dispersed into planets, stars, skies, valleys, mountains, plants, and everything.
i was still holding his hand and the flames never ceased. there was no pain, no blue phase, no void, no emptiness, no none. my shell was brimming with light. i developed skin and in that skin was existence. i took my first breath of everything and a warm glow was placed on my face by a hand.
i have now been born.
i asked him what this is and he said, "this is everything."
