Whole

  If all were possible in this ever expanding universe.   One possibility would give birth to a multitude of other possibilities.  What would the one outcome be?   Many questions for the one answer or many answers for the one question?  
  The truth often times lies hidden in lies but if a lie were true.   Which lie should be believed?  Can this fragmented void; which consumes our very existence (filling our physical world with fear) ever be made Whole?   Does the abyss which we stand edge on (ever devouring driving us on into this maddening quest) have an end?  Or was there ever a beginning?

  The unknown Whole as we know is riddled with holes. Can anything be known?   Just as a light pronounces the dark: the dark gives meaning to the light. There are no opposites all are the same, different but all apart of the same one Whole.  

  The Whole exploding, dividing, accelerating faster and ever faster apart from wince it began ….. or ended.  Emptiness consumes all.   Light falls to the black swirling abyss.  All is lost.   All is gained.   Heaven… Hell… or oblivion.  Drowning nothing is known.  Falling, flying, flailing, imploding, exploding into light blinding madness.  When will it all end or begin?  Where did we come from?   Where are we going?   
  Peace!!!

  Serene calm blue and green.  

  I give myself not to the answer but to the question.   The hole within I share with all and I maybe made Whole.   
  All hopes are possible in the dark heart of creation.