the infinite abyss.

A break from silence.

All words are washed into a white oblivion, all thoughts and feelings and sense of being washed away in a tide of white capped waves of time. Each wave carries the face of a stranger, each new reflection of light flits on the shadows that dim my eyes, and ever so slowly I am carried away from the shadows into an existence where the light dances off the whites of their eyes and I am blinded, lost from the solidity of the past into the waves of a future washed out in light.

Picture this.

I stand in the center of a city, surrounded on all sides by steel and glass buildings, my feet centered in a white marble square. In my stillness, the crowd that flows around me becomes a blur, and as my eyes become unfocused the blur speeds up and washes around me, a pebble in the middle of the sea. The sunlight flashes off the windows and my unfocused eyes are blinded with light and I step away, but my marble square is surrounded on all sides by eight more white squares, and as I step away the squares extend outward, and each step pushes the buildings away as I am surrounded by an endless wash of white: the sunlight from above is blinding as the whiteness from below is burning.

All of existence is washed in white, our souls bound to a pair of feet and a set of eyes, and no matter how we run it stretches out in every direction, bright and blinding and inescapable. Each day is surrounded on all sides by an infinite number of days and even as we run we are bound to nothing but a blinding eternity of white and an existence of running forever in a sightless search for more.

My feet are weary and my eyes are sore and on I run, forgetting all those I am loosely tied to as I push further into a sea of white, lost in the brightness of the future and the whiteness of my present.

We are bound to a life that forces us to grow older, tied to a society that discourages clinging to our youth. Grow old and grow up and wash yourself in white, forget the shadows that blur all the colors together and fill your eyes with an absence of color, a white and infinite blur.

Silence fills my heart as I stare into the infinite and blinding abyss.