"What? Where am I?
An everlasting swirl of darkness? No...I'm not here...I'm dreaming. Maybe it's a fever dream.
Am I truely in darkness or just can't see the light?
Have I been blind all my life?
I can't hear anything. No matter how hard I try.
It's just the noise of silence.
I don't think it. I don't believe it.
I'm not here.
I'm not...
I'm not alone.
I don't accept it.
.
.
.
.
.
Maybe I...no.
None of it is true.
It's all lies.
Nothing has ever been true.
Nothing is nowhere
Because it's everywhere.
And now it's nothing.
Maybe it's a lucid dream.
Can I create noise?
Could I create my own universe like God?
Or could I live...Could I be alive?
Nothing is happening.
Nothing is never nothing.
Because nothing is something.
I don't think I'm here.
I'm just dreaming.
Do I exist?
Does anything exist?
Have I been here forever?
I don't remember anything before this.
Life. Death. They're all the same in the circle of endlessness.
No noise.
No light.
No nothing.
No everything.
Just
In between.
