Before the cosmos erupted from a void into existence, cycling through birth and destruction, what was there before the very first, most primordial zero-point universe? Even thoughts, seemingly intangible and formless, require an anchor—without it, they spiral aimlessly around themselves, unable to escape their own circular reasoning.
Even thoughts cannot endure the abyss of absolute nothingness. In emptiness, my memory fails to grasp onto anything... I can no longer focus my mind on anything at all.
I gather all nebular vortices, compress them into a blazing sphere of fire, and ultimately shrink it down into a single “point,” returning once again to a state of absolute nothingness.
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