The Zeroth World

A journey of spiritual death & rebirth through the eternal struggle of light and darkness.

Each of us carries a Zeroth World within. It is an inseparable part of who we are — we may take pride in it, nurture it, or hate it with all our heart, but we cannot destroy it. For in doing so, we would kill, however small, a piece of ourselves.

The sky’s darkness above me is streaked with bright flares, and everything around me gleams and glitters like the Rio Carnival. A thick syrup of light pours over me in colored beams from every side. I walk across ground that radiates a bright glow and feel the edge of death drawing closer and closer. Light begets its own undoing — darkness. The eternal struggle goes on. Who will prevail in this battle?

Stars, the spirals of galaxies, and darkness — that is what lies before my eyes. Darkness gains the upper hand — the light grows less and less. Stars go out, galaxies die, and the universe shudders under the onslaught of darkness — my world is born: the Zeroth World. In this world I am Sovereign; I am God.

I fall into nowhere. My realm has fallen, and I am crushed by a majestic force. I am insignificant beside the radiance of light. Light has defeated darkness — its time has come to rule in the Zeroth World. I fall to the earth, I die, and I am reborn in light — now I am Light. My power is boundless — my world is born: the Zeroth World.

The sky above me darkens. Stars shine again from the darkness of the heavens, slicing through me with their rays. I live. I have lived like this before — once, long ago, so long ago that memory kept no trace of it — and now I have returned. And this too is my world — the Zeroth World, where Zero has died.

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