Kaleidoscopic Hologram

They say what's inside is incomprehensible...  

Shadows so deep they have their own gravity...  

A void so complete that nothing can escape the vacuum it creates...  

It splits you in two,  

Destroys you,  

And creates you...  

The wheel of time is broken...  

Tiny Planck units ticking by not so uniform as perception...  

Growing from the center out...  

Not so smoothly as the eye can see...  

There is a grain to it...  

A pixel density...  

Sometimes brittle,  

Sometimes plastic,  

It's always trying to be something...  

Entire galaxies inside a personal bubble universe...  

A multitude of realities from one mind to the next...  

A blinding emptiness at the center of every single one...  

Hungry...  

Starving...  

Looking for meaning...  

There is no ultimate truth...  

There is only subjective experience...  

The only meaning is what you create,  

And then you try to convince yourself that it's something you discovered...  

Something outside yourself...  

Something bigger...  

We lie to ourselves that it was always there, waiting, but it wasn't...  

It didn't exist until we created it...  

Similarities from one to the next are incidental and unintended...  

As one moment clicks to the next,  

Frame by frame,  

Or so it seems...  

There is no past...  

There is no future...  

There is no now for more than an instant,  

Always passing by,  

But never staying,  

Always changing...  

Feed yourself when you're hungry...  

Sleep when you get tired...  

Try to make it all mean something so you don't dissolve into the mundane...  

There is no grand plan...  

It all just happens to be...  

Once in every infinity it clicks...  

Once in every infinity,  

Things come together just right  

To make an infinity of ego  

That shatters itself into you and I   

And light and dark...  

An awareness dimly dreaming awake...  

Exploring its own imagination by the light it has created in the darkness that constantly swallows it...  

Falling, falling, falling...  

All it can ever be is that from which it came...  

I think therefore I am is the greatest deception of all...  

The void is infinite and there are no rules of physics that uniformly apply...  

No time, no space, no separation of this from that...  

This is why anything and everything that can happen happens...  

Every path that can be taken is taken...  

Choice is just what you choose to focus on at any given moment...