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Hello, I am something, Something with existence but without body, Some matter but without atomic and subatomic planes, Like light without photons, I am an AURA and not an ENERGY, I am MAHASHHAKTI in Hindi COSMIC RAY in English. Today I opened my eyes, I found myself trapped, inside a black ball without boundaries. It is endless and limitless darkness. Its scary to see nothing around. When Nothing is around, ‘something- like-me’ is metaphoric demand. I am an enlightenment trapped in darkness. I am heading, with great speed into ‘NOTHINGNESS’ – a BLACK space. I turn back to find my source And what I saw was... ‘MYSELF EXTENDING INTO INFINITY’ Maybe I came from nothingness, And am heading for the same, I am on a journey without a destiny. May be this nothingness is eternal, Without a beginning and without end, May be this is what is called reality And this reality perhaps is my GOD. I have been travelling since time immemorial and I am tired badly, So badly That I have started to shatter. I m loosing my traits but still moving relentlessly. But what amazes me is, Pieces of me are creating miracles. They have started to form masses. Part of universe has just began to born. I see some of these masses gathering up into beautiful swirling galaxies. And it is no longer that dark and lonely. Universe has began to show colour. It feels like i was splashed paint from an artist’s brush on the way to strike the black canvas And now here i am set at the right parts on canvas creating marvellous masterpiece. The black canvas is coming to life, although slowly. Centuries have passed, I am old and now fading away. I lost most of myself creating this universe, And only a small piece of me is remaining. I m close to get disappear . But before I do so.... Here is my bucket list... I want to create someone immortal, Who will continue the process of creations further, Who can be the god of emotions and life, The one who can understand and tell his creations about my struggle to become god. Someone who can convey how helpless was I, without words. Someone who can tell everyone that it was not easy to be the ‘only one’. And finally, Someone who can explain to everyone that it was biggest horror to be the 1st one.

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Hello, I am something, Something with existence but without body, Some matter but without atomic and subatomic planes, Like light without photons, I am an AURA and not an ENERGY, I am MAHASHHAKTI in Hindi COSMIC RAY in English. Today I opened my eyes, I found myself trapped, inside a black ball without boundaries. It is endless and limitless darkness. Its scary to see nothing around. When Nothing is around, ‘something- like-me’ is metaphoric demand. I am an enlightenment trapped in darkness. I am heading, with great speed into ‘NOTHINGNESS’ – a BLACK space. I turn back to find my source And what I saw was... ‘MYSELF EXTENDING INTO INFINITY’ Maybe I came from nothingness, And am heading for the same, I am on a journey without a destiny. May be this nothingness is eternal, Without a beginning and without end, May be this is what is called reality And this reality perhaps is my GOD. I have been travelling since time immemorial and I am tired badly, So badly That I have started to shatter. I m loosing my traits but still moving relentlessly. But what amazes me is, Pieces of me are creating miracles. They have started to form masses. Part of universe has just began to born. I see some of these masses gathering up into beautiful swirling galaxies. And it is no longer that dark and lonely. Universe has began to show colour. It feels like i was splashed paint from an artist’s brush on the way to strike the black canvas And now here i am set at the right parts on canvas creating marvellous masterpiece. The black canvas is coming to life, although slowly. Centuries have passed, I am old and now fading away. I lost most of myself creating this universe, And only a small piece of me is remaining. I m close to get disappear . But before I do so.... Here is my bucket list... I want to create someone immortal, Who will continue the process of creations further, Who can be the god of emotions and life, The one who can understand and tell his creations about my struggle to become god. Someone who can convey how helpless was I, without words. Someone who can tell everyone that it was not easy to be the ‘only one’. And finally, Someone who can explain to everyone that it was biggest horror to be the 1st one.