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Cosmic water, depths unfathomed

Before death, the windless breath, breathes life

The unlight, enclosed in nothing; stretch the void, above as below

The gods follow creation, so no one….no one knows

Do not go gentle to that end

From the dimension where Magma Maiden was lost

The noble power of dreams returns again

Push back too far to the unborn source

Explore black hole lore and seek the righteous claim to ascend

Until now, afflicted with misery, this shell within which, confined to be

From the tether of experiment , the triumph of inevitable chance

Making sense of the cold dark by inventing purpose as a warm glow

Ex Nihilo; ultimately, the Immortalist

Preserving existence forever

Yet death, a certainty, even for the Übermensch

The meaning of the earth traced to a primal seed

Ad nihilum: thrown precaution to the winds?