There was something new here. Something that wasn’t here before. I couldn’t touch it. I could only somehow see parts of it. It was something that you had to be paying attention to see it. Watch as it shifted, the shapes sliding along the picture in your mind. Defining everything you knew differently. Another dimension of sense.
I could only feel it with a gut instinct. A presence I had always known, like it had been sleeping all this time. Now it was awake and aware, and so I was aware of it.
I thought I should be afraid. This new thing should terrify me. But somewhere, on a plane of existence I had just discovered, I knew it. And I knew it knew me. We knew more together than we ever had apart.
I thought I should think this thing unnatural. Only it was the most natural thing of all. I felt nothing but euphoria. This new level of one. Of being. Of whole.
My whole body, this universe that was awake and living, being twisted and bent and flung into forever. Who can ever say what this is?
Maybe its nothing. Maybe its being out in the darkness of space with no one but you.
Maybe it doesn’t matter. Maybe it’s all matter. Maybe it’s anti-matter.
That distance of nothing that ever was. That absolute presence that has no substance.