In the primeval nothingness A non-existent plane of reality The initial singularity Obscure womb of matter and time Convulsive explosion Radiating the seeds of this nascent formation Nucleosynthesis, the eonian forge of atomic existence Archaic chasm of chaos and instability Colossal masses of celestial bodies in orbital decay Abiotic, desolate, Precambrian aeon in earth And from oceans of abysmal dark Came primordial forms of life Devoid of consciousness as we know A state of pure silent existence Multicellular proliferation Organismal embodiment, cages of bone and flesh Implicit self-replicating chemical patterns Archetypal source of our being Life was created, so was death This sempiternal cycle embracing all to live In the depths of subaqueous, lightless domain Ruthless transience of life has begun Manifestation of the primal eye, to distinguish light from darkness Nautilus Belauensis, primitive yet grotesquely human The subterranean, bizarre, uncanny habitant of earth Which withstood the force of evolution, an artifact from Cretaceous Last universal common ancestor, into which life was first breathed Leads to a journey through endless centuries, As the flame of vitality burns with unquenchable lust Devoid of anthropocentric chains of morality The murderous and carnal reign supreme Struggle for perpetuation, subconscious urge to subsist To become lethargic, non-existent -the horror awaits all living beings Gaia, the Great Mother of essence divine, luscious in her offerings Yet pestilential and malignant, macabre equilibrium Cygenetic iccusion, Organisms intertwine in an alimentative, mortal symbiosis Reprocessing matter as saprotrophic victuals Torrents of Archeus flow, as above so below Autolysis, putrefaction -Inorganic substances come back to life Mass extincions -Scourge inflicted on misfortunate generations The last era is Anthropocene, species are extirpated by millions Industrial expansion, plethora of Homo Sapiens Wreaking havoc on biodiversity Will this perennial mystery ever unfold -The true purpose and meaning of this mortal coil? As dwellers of darkness we stride through the unknown Our remains will be scattered by detritivores in obfuscous soil