Dark Horse Arts and Sciences

Detached from the illusory reality, I was floating like a jellyfish in the fabric of spacetime in the middle of nowhere. What I see before my eyes is a dark, empty reality, standing still in front of me, distant and cold, with lights oozing out of their existence. Everything hovering there is like a pandora box, untouched and unexplored, left uninterfered, on its own, not to be messed up with. So what am I doing then, here, all alone, adrift in the ocean of nothingness, uncovering the folded layers of reality? Am I really here or is it just another vague, illogical dream in the middle of the night, sending chills down my spines with these extravagant, giant monuments of creation? 

(Dreams, reality, consciousness: topics I never tire of discussing or writing about. Want to delve deeper into this ocean of the unknown. The deeper you go, the more complex it becomes. But still, you wanna go, see for yourself what lies there, beyond your limited perception of reality. There, within those walls of the unknown, you witness the excitement of life unfurling, slowly and steadily, ready to gift you some of its secrets.)