For All But Nothing

No time to stop.
For time does not exist.
It is only an illusionary vessel of vessels
That the enlighten on has created.

And he infused it with space,
So that he may take form.
In a formless void
That is potent in all things.

Conscious of himself,
And the great power that he has
Madness embodies him
And threw love
He creates all.
For all but nothing
Was his son.

~ Tony Paradise’s Poet ~

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