In the infinite zero gravity of nothingness comes a symmetrical cylindrical formation alpha and omega baptised circumferences spirally downwards into abyss breaching cataclysms of illusion reducing giants into mirages of magical creatures harvesting the mind and all its hallucinations of depth and dreams.
Once in a while the outer skin is breached and broken and the telescope seeks inward resilience as the topsy turvy weightless objects roll and tumble in precise formations cascading through tunnels of energetic figurines appearing and disappearing seamlessly into reality and out of it.
So it is with us creatures trapped in prisms of dimensional space unable to comprehend metaphysical existence within a sphere of a simple lifespan.
we move from point to point mere dots of insipid reason ruled by simplicity.
Author Notes The binary digits are just 1 and 0. Zero is nothing and 1 complements it and gives it value. All of the digital world revolves around this mathematical understanding. Without the 1 or the 0 the entire world becomes a useless unexplained theory ( or so I think).
The matrix revolves around this simple theorem. There is a nothingness and there is a 1 or an I ! Within this context , all of the action takes place. You cannot have just the I because you have to have the 0 to make sense of reality.
I see this as a philosophical spiritual understanding of existence and compare this equation of Everything/Nothing, On/Off, This/That, Alpha/Omega,Beginning/Ending as different understanding of the basic theory of existence.
My poem plays on the the infallibility of the 1 and the 0 together. Metaphorized as a spiralling staircase descending into nothingness it goes up and down at the same time in a perpetuating cyclical, cylindrical form. Infinity does the same thing.
We are all 1s ( I's) and the 0 or O completes us a 10.