And as the bulging boils of time burst open I face uncountable dimensions merging into one Contradictions overflowed in an all-encompassing vortex While distance dissolves and stars burn out Along the hand that once sought to enclose infinity Each pore: An endlessness in an eternal now Unfolding into depths of points of overlapped present Unlocked before an all-observing eye (The secret is) this word that I sing into this void Shall beget motion within an abyss without sequence Yet nothing shall still be as nothing For creation makes no fucking sense