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PARADIGMS OF THE MULTIVOID

I had seen this all before, the green trees and blue skies humble of existing in utopia of profound beauty. But this wasn’t a perceivable beauty for the human senses. This was beauty that must have been accepted into the souls of men by means of the celestial touch of The One—the Unfathomable One.

I could see the generations of the past, present, future, and they were One. I understood their meaning of existing in this reality, but how they were conceived was a question with an answer far more elaborate. And then… I was presented with a blank canvas—an endless white. And then I looked up and a dark sky had formed. The sky was outlined with a purple haze of fascinating flashing particles. This vision had input new knowledge deep within my consciousness. I now had esoteric understanding. I now knew that these purple particles were the Multiverse of Voids—The Multivoid. My eyes were paralyzed. It engulfed me whole. Then my mind came to an instant reaction. I fragmented myself into several, spectral color beams of light, projecting into The Multivoid. Inside these beams were the will and the power of rationality, forming together a resistance of uncanny power. One Fragment confronted a Void, initiating a war. The results of that war have not yet been resolved.

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I had awakened to find myself in the sudden realization that it wasn’t the dream that was an imaginary, false conception; it was my life. My life imprisoned in one of the infinite Voids that aggregated The Multivoid.

After that dream, I developed a newfound “transgressive perception” against the reality I currently dwelled. But it wasn’t a dream. It was more so an invitation to where I should have been a long time ago.

I had to forget what I knew about this reality. Undo what had been done. And if those who deny what’s true and what’s real, if they would ever catch a glimpse or touch a sliver of my World, then they would perceive nothing but The Unfathomable.

I don’t live in my own World. My own World lives inside of me.

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Heath Ison roams inside The GENESIS of USELESSNESS and has a twitter @h33thison.