To Split the Seconds

In the middle of the universe, I stand deep in my chamber of death, resurrected with no recollection of the life before no memories of past civilizations no planets, no comets, no Ra In this dark vastness, my pyramid is a spaceship launched from the Sahara desert, seeking companionship carrying the hieroglyphics to map the cosmos pointing to infinity from this epicentre guided by an interstellar compass I peer into the vacuum through the ventilation shaft into the continuum with no soul insight, no stars right or left I stand alone, unconscious and omnipresent as a GodKing surrounded by silence and confusion, I break down the walls with a big bang! My complexion bares lashes of solar winds and sandstorms my scarred eye sockets carry two insignificant helium atoms they split into magnifisance to allow me instant sight, with a profound vision with time stretching, with no hesitation, from nothing take to the force of gravitation To recreate anew, my ultimate universe to set in motion galaxies and create a new paradise to start a perfect system based on irrefutable laws of physics pouring out light into the empty, dark space, at the speed of light, to split the seconds