The Source

 The Source
Void was all--deep, black, suffocating

null space/null time./null dimension,

for continuum was naught;

   the matrix of space unborn...



All was void--no matter was,

to warp space, give birth to time;

mo energy was, to wind infinity to entropy;

naught was,

   for void was null absolute...



Void was presence, and presence was;

sentience absolute was void--

Presence spoke, and presence was word;

   continuum/space/time warped and was matrix,

      and matrix was dimension,



for word was photon, and

   photon was particle/light;

         and the light was good...


                                      April 26, 1974

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