In the beginning there was Chaos.
And chaos was everywhere,
And nowhere.
For the very concept of place was
And yet wasn't.
All thing that are,
Or were,
Or that could be
Or that would be
Lingered in its potential.
Chaos was the limit
Of definition.
Nothing could be smaller
Or more finitely infinite
It was the edge of all creation.
And there was darkness
That was not darkness
For the light was not distinguished
One thing from the other.
And from Chaos came Fa.
Fa was thought.
And so there was thought.
Fa was time
And so there was time.
Fa was sentience.
And so Fa knew that he was.
And Fa saw that he had power over chaos.
And it was good to him.
Friday, February 1, 2008
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