Transcending through a medley of colours and textures, sliding through the shapes and observing the changing hues, i sit back and wonder at the whole. To be zooming your mind out to the bigger stage. For how long can we zoom out? - till a bird's eye view of rivers and slopes, of stacked up matchboxes to the boundaries? Till the scattered smudges of blues, greens and browns? Or till the round balls somersaulting and spinning in the dark, or even to the shinning, bright whirlpools in the darkness of nothingness? Or perhaps, eventually to the cosmos, the big reality of blankness - the existence.
Doesn't it bring us back to the same world, the same void, the similitude within - the hues, the depths and the eventuality of darkness? Where everything is nothing and nothing is everything.
The essence of this is nothingness, which is infused in atoms that make this infinity. Or may be it is just one big atom.
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