Darkness

I am the darkness before life

and I am the darkness after death.

The ever passing day is sentience dreaming.

I am the darkness illuminating the eternal night.

Through out all space, all form and all dimensions

sentience shines omnipresent as the void.

Sentience is itself the void that the form-identified fear the most:

for perception is itself imperceptible

and thus is misperceived as the end of form.

I am the self-luminous darkness. I am the cosmos’ infinite night.

I am after the end, and before the beginning,

the unborn darkness:

sentience itself,

the eternal night from which all days and all dreams are born.