the reasonless nature of both light and dark

[artolmaeus]

the darkness is without will
it gives no form and takes no work
but in it, it is effortless comfort
for it gives no need for change
in neither growth or decay
at some point just dissolve into the encompassing silence
for darkness has no heart or pulse
yet it has no end or beginning
for it was first because it needed nothing
for it has no need
as it is no thing or no one
and yet it is expansive, silent, neither giving or taking
neither asking or telling
not a canvas or a shroud
full of everything without form
when comes the word, in a sleeping mass
neither with a dream nor a hope, nor a love nor a hatred
some blanket neither wanted nor denied
for it is what it is
as it was first and always

comes now in an immediate moment beings without choice
without origin to this point
but penetrating this total darkness
before any duality of good or evil
parallel or opposite
when there is no feeling of old or new
comes these multitudes without seeming creation
or origin or history
into the formless dark
which within it were just dreams without life
without need or want
as if dirt itself had a sense of being
only because it is
a dirt, a substance that is the same as darkness for it too is the brother and sister and kin of a non feeling
non needing state neither innocent or guilty
for that it just is
for as they all were many without number, then they were
selfsame in the all for which was and always is, darkness

there are no small things, there never have been

destroy an atom, one atom, unseen, destroy it

and that releases the argument of the bond of three

the electron, proton and the neutron

before the word, before the will

the darkness was neutronic, without form

a singularity only excited by the duality of positive and negative

but make a weapon which discharges neutrons

make a star from neutrons, and it has an unquenchable light

and so many minds have written the words of and against duality

of trinity, of yes, no and maybe

before will came into the darkness, the darkness had no will

it is like the peat bog where things die slowly, things rot slowly

or, do not rot at all, but give it more acid, give it more alkaline

and all the remains is the substance of what darkness was and is

before will there was no good or evil, and thrust into this darkness

will has to make a way, and darkness yielded to it, for no other reason

than that it was reason itself, in and only in that fact that it is because it is

and then form became reason and fascination as the darkness cannot know itself

but given reason, given will, it becomes the vessel that carries thing

like tar that binds, gives substance for fire, defies fire with cold

but does nothing on its own, yet of the three states, it is darkness that is feared

the will has said, "I wert you hot or I wert you cold, but ye are lukewarm"

the darkness has never regulated anything, nor can it, nor will it, nor shall it ever

though it can be directed, it will not follow, obey or lead, but it will yield

to will, and will alone, but when will leaves, it will only remain

as what it was and always is

so then, the question of all forms held in the matter of the darkness

is "what will willed the will that came into what was once only darkness"

and that is the question beyond even the present will to answer

for even, like the darkness, the will has no answer sufficient to its being

hence, all is miraculous, or benign or cancerous but will eventually be, as it always was

what then, is will from darkness if only will can charge things

not light but dark alone can remain when the other one fades

and then, there is only the formless, again and again...

then there is only the marvel of the will, in that how can it change the darkness forever

if darkness is the state of what forever is

[darkness0within]

Fine words artolmaeus.

I think people forget how connected we really are to this world we live on, and beyond.

Darkness and light, good and evil is a subjective thing, and the definitions of both are almost always blurred. We hold good and evil forever within us, and it is by our will what we become, or how others see us.


A fine write my friend.