Blackhole Revelations

And then behold, I was given a vision, and the known and tangible world burned away, engulfed at first in a soft golden shimmer that quickly grew brighter and more intense until it shone like ten-thousand suns, blinding my poor and simple eyes with their dazzling magnificence.

And when the world had burned away, there was left the void, the great expanse of nothingness, infinite in it's non-existence. But what a paradox, how could this be? For I still perceived all of this, albeit with some other eye (or eyes), for my familiar eyeballs had surely been burned away with everything else.

No sooner had this thought been formulated, (and where had it been formulated? for my brain had certainly been burnt to a cinder as well), I was flung across this infinite space, and I did notice that now there were particles of light, floating freely, amidst the ethereal darkness. The glowing particles of light slowly started to coagulate to form orbs of light, growing larger, ever larger, until they did become those ten-thousand suns, but now impressively separated, by unfathomable distance, each commanding it's own domain.

And then I realised, and I know not how, that each of these suns was a god. And I asked how - how did I know this? Where was I? Who was I? What was the meaning of this vision and how was it possible?

And the answer came, like ten-thousand trumpet blasts, so horrendously loud that I was blinded by their deafening report. And encapsulated deep within the over-powering roar that had just filled the infinite space, was the knowledge that the answer existed, and had always existed, and the ten-thousand suns assured me it was so for they had been born of that answer, and I knew it was so. But they could not elucidate, for though the answer existed it was not in the tongues of men.

But I must know, I persisted stubbornly, even though I already knew, and I felt a deep dissatisfaction, for I somehow strangely still had an association with the tongues of men, though they were not yet in existence.

And so I was told that I must trace backwards from my association to the very beginning, through the tongues of men and the tongues of the animals and backwards still. But the more I descended down this path the further I got from the tongues of men and I could not surface back from the murky depths of the origins of language and thought.

And now the ten-thousand suns blazed forth, each in their own domain, and they emanated the planets, and the light they shone forth intertwined to form complex structures, infinitesimally tiny, yet I perceived them larger than each sun, for the more I delved into these structures, the more I broke them down, the more they returned to the form of their parents, the god-suns.

And so this is the meagre report I have carried back from that indescribable vision- that out of the nothingness proceeded the one, which birthed the two and was then split into the three, and four, and more and more, until there was a horde of existence, stretching out till infinity, and each was part of the other, whole and complete together and apart.

And slowly all the familiar forms were shaped and the deafening brilliance of the golden light subsided back to a mild shimmer and the world took on a new quality for it had been rebirthed.